Chapter 6
If this scene happened to an ordinary person with enough common sense, the first reaction would definitely be to raise their arms and look worried, but the one who was in this scene was Zenyuan Shener.
How could someone with common sense come from a depressing place like a Zen temple?
So when the mustache-wearing policeman saw that the muscular and strong-looking young man had a submissive expression on his face but his body language still showed some resistance, he knew that the prisoner would not cooperate so obediently.
"I'm Detective Kogoro Mori of the First Investigation Division, and I suspect you're the one who broke into this man's house and murdered him.
You don't have to say it, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court." Maori Kogoro felt inexplicably weak as he spoke.
Kogoro Mouri, who has been practicing judo since he was a child, can see how strong the muscles of the nearly 1.9-meter-tall man in front of him are. If they fight head-on, he is more likely to lift the wooden cannon.
I have heard the words after the mustache policeman. In the Hong Kong police and gangster movie last night, what did the mustache man who was handcuffed obediently say?
"I'm not a murderer." Chanyuan Shen'er recalled the scene in the movie: "I need to find a lawyer."
Sugawara Yoshiyo watched the kaleidoscope of memories all night, which included all the memories of the deceased's life, from birth to entering society, with all the ups and downs mixed in.
Terai Sanjing, a boy who can see "special" beings, met a strange old man wearing black sunglasses during a school trip, and then completely began a life that was inseparable from the sorcerer.
Terai Sanjing, a young boy with little cursed energy and not a combat type of curse, was trained to be an assistant supervisor after entering school. He started working at the window during his internship in his third year of high school.
The cursed spirits can never be completely exorcised, and the auxiliary and supervisory work can never be completed.
Although the numbers in the passbook kept increasing, there was no big change from a tired teenager to a tired young man.
The number of his companions was decreasing, and Terai Sankyo tried very hard to hold on, but he sacrificed his life in a field other than exorcising the cursed spirits.
The ugly forehead suture line never appeared in Terai Sanjing's memory, and Sugawara Yoshiyo had confirmed this repeatedly.
But the guy who was hiding his true identity chose to hire a killer in such a roundabout way, which meant that he thought Terai Sanjing might know him.
Or maybe, Forehead Sutures wanted to make a fuss about Terai Sankyo's death.
Sugawara Yoshiyo rubbed her swollen eyes and pushed the door open, only to find that her colleagues were still working outside.
"Has Terai Sankyo embarked on the path to becoming a Buddha?" asked Sugawara Yoshiyo.
"That gentleman seemed very confused. He ran away without even getting a license to become a Buddha," said Shimura.
"Mr. Shimura, didn't you tell Terai Sanjing that if he missed the time, he would have to wander in chaos forever?" asked Sugawara Yoshiyo.
"Ms. Sugawara is so angry, is it because she knows Terai Sankyo?" Shimura did not answer but asked another question.
"We met once yesterday." Sugawara Yoshiyo said restrainedly.
She didn't have much feelings for Terai Sankyo, but meeting him again at the Death Office today seemed to remind Sugawara Yoshiyo.
For the god of death walking in this world, forming a bond with the living is like making a losing bet with the devil.
One point of happiness you get may be repaid with ten times the tears.
Because human life is fragile and short, there is eternity between life and death.
The living will never forget, and the dead will never come back.
"Miss, are you okay?" Sugawara Yoshiyo came to her senses and saw the familiar man in a suit.
Terai Sanjing, who already understood the current situation, was surprised to see an acquaintance here. He rubbed his head with a complicated expression and asked, "Is Mr. Zenin here too?"
"He didn't come here." Sugawara Yoshiyo said calmly.
Terai Sanjing breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, otherwise I really don't know how I should face Mr. Zenin."
"What happened?" Sugawara Yoshiyo was a little confused, and at the same time realized that perhaps the part she didn't know was the key to the matter.
"A notice came from the General Affairs Department that Mr. Zenin is prohibited from participating in the task of exorcising cursed spirits because he does not possess any magical power." Terai Sankyo said with a sigh.
"I received the notification when I got home in the early morning. I was troubled for half the night and finally sent a timed text message in the morning because I was afraid to face Mr. Chanyuan.
I was debating whether or not to explain this to Mr. Zenin in person when—” Terai Sanjing’s face showed a tired expression. “If it weren’t for the staff here, I would have thought I was in the middle of a burglary and murder.”
"It was murder. A guy with sutures on his forehead hired someone to kill you." Sugawara Yoshiyo looked at the young man and asked, "Do you have any impression of a guy with this kind of features?"
The young man who had been murdered that morning and then brought to the Death Penitentiary displayed a surprising calmness at this moment: "At least in the past year of missions, I haven't encountered curse spirits and curse casters with this kind of characteristics."
"Assisting supervisors should also include monitoring windows and handling corpses caused by cursed spirits." Sugawara Yoshiyo recalled his work content and said slowly: "Mr. Terai, have you ever come into contact with a corpse with a damaged brain during a mission?"
Sugawara Yoshiyo pointed to the spot half a finger above her brow and scratched her skin with her fingernails without hesitation.
Terai Sanjing looked at the red mark that appeared on the porcelain-white skin and suddenly shuddered.
In the gaps of his memory, Terai Sanjing finally remembered: "Half a year ago, a forty-year-old woman in Miyagi Prefecture died because of a curse. Her eyebrows and above were completely destroyed."
When Sugawara Yoshiyo heard this, she felt as if her heart was squeezed hard. She knew that she had finally found the bastard.
"But why did he take action half a year later?" Terai Sanjing murmured. Even now he still couldn't fully figure out why he died.
Sugawara Yoshiyo felt like a bucket of cold water had doused the excitement in her heart: "Maybe, because taking action now can maximize the benefits."
"Shinji-kun's physique is very special, right?" asked Sugawara Yoshiyo.
Terai Sanjing nodded and said, "I've been a sorcerer for so long, but this is the first time I've seen a sorcerer with absolutely zero spell power.
Although Mr. Zenin has no cursed power, he is more powerful than the average cursed sorcerer.
Although Mr. Zenin has obtained an extremely powerful body through heaven and curse, it can be seen that his physical skills are definitely the result of hard work.
If he were to use a spell tool, Zenin-san's strength would surpass that of a first-class sorcerer. The powerful Zenin-san shouldn't be disqualified from exorcising cursed spirits simply because he has zero spell power."
Terai Sanjing rubbed his eyes and said, "It's a pity that I can't tell these words to Mr. Zenin in person."
It's really a pity.
A simple-looking door appeared on the wooden wall, and steps appeared in front of Terai Sanjing amidst the smoke.
"I've been looking for a long time and asking around, but it seems there's no way back." Terai Sanjing walked up two steps and looked back at the woman with red eyes: "This is where we end our life. Do you want to become a Buddha together?"
"We are on different paths. There is no way someone like me can go to heaven." Sugawara Yoshiyo smiled and shook his head. "I wish you a happy enlightenment, my dear deceased."
The phone in his pocket kept ringing, reminding Sugawara Yoshiyo that it was not time to go back to hell yet.
It’s Shierjun’s call.
"Shinji-kun, is there anything wrong?" Sugawara Yoshiyo answered the phone.
"Because I accidentally appeared at the crime scene, I was taken to the Beido Metropolitan Police Station by a detective whose reasoning was completely off track." A familiar male voice came from the other end of the phone, with the sounds of banging on the table and extreme words in the background.
Sugawara Yoshiyo immediately pressed the recording button: "Shinji-kun, I will bring a lawyer to see you. Before that, don't say anything to the police."
The female voice on the other end of the phone was gentle and powerful. Knowing that the other party was reliable, Zenyuan Shener breathed a sigh of relief.
In this situation of suspicion, the feeling that someone trusts him when everyone is questioning him is subtle, fresh and good.
So before hanging up the phone, Sugawara Yoshiyo heard an unnatural "Sorry to trouble Yoshiyo-san."
Sugawara Yoshiyo was a little surprised. She could imagine the man on the other end of the phone's face as he leaned on his hand and said this with his cheeks slightly puffed up and he looked uncomfortable.
"I'll be there soon. Jinji-kun, please take good care of yourself during this time," said Sugawara Yoshiyo.
After hanging up the phone, Zenin Shiner noticed that the detective across the table had a very sour expression.
The policeman with the mustache had left long ago and was replaced by two policemen with new faces. Chanyuan Shener could sense the malice in the two men.
There was only a table, three chairs and a camera standing on a tripod in the corner of the interrogation room.
Zenyuan Shener calmly watched one of the detectives walk to the camera in the corner and turn off the power.
Another police officer, sitting on a chair, threw the documents on the table directly in front of Chanyuan Shen'er, and said arrogantly: "We have solid evidence. If you don't want to work hard, just sign the confession."
"Otherwise, we'll be in a lot of trouble, and it'll take some effort to get the testimony." Another policeman raised his fist in a clear gesture.
There was no one outside the door and the only surveillance device was turned off.
Zenyuan Shener turned his head and saw himself in handcuffs in the black lens glass.
Then, the two policemen saw the young man finally looking directly at them with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a provocative smile.
The guy with his hands tied is still so arrogant.
The two policemen looked at each other and took out batons from their waists, ready to torture the man into confessing before the lawyer arrived.
The muffled sound of flesh being beaten was heard by passers-by, and out of consideration for their colleagues, the person outside the door thoughtfully closed the door of the observation room outside the interrogation room tightly.
So no one saw that Zenyuan Shener pressed down on the chests of the losers with his knees, and half of his face hidden in the darkness had a relaxed smile on it, but his dark green eyes flashed with a cold light.
After using a method that left no scars on the loser, causing him to be unable to speak due to the pain, Chanyuan Shener said with satisfaction, "Jiashi-san told me to protect myself before she arrives."
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