Chapter 54: Enter the Trap

Yuan followed the police to the police station quietly without any panic.

But He Wanbai was extremely panicked, so she called her entire family together, and each of them drove a car to go along.

Yuan Hongtaian stroked Yuan Qingqing and said, "Don't be afraid, we'll be waiting for you outside."

Yuan nodded gently: "Okay."

【If you don’t know, you’d think my cheap dad’s expression is like he’s waiting outside to chop me up. 】

Yuan Hongtai: ...

He turned around and begged the police in a serious tone, "My daughter is still young and weak. Please be gentle when you take my statement."

The police wanted to retort, this is a police station, and it's a suspected murder case, how could the interrogation be gentle?

But when they looked up, they saw Yuan Hongtai's serious and cold face, which was comparable to an emperor visiting incognito, while they were just ninth-rank officials.

It's scary just looking at it.

There were also He Wanbai and a few others standing nearby, staring at them like wild beasts, as if they wanted to tear them to pieces.

They couldn't say anything and could only take Yuan Qingqing to the interrogation room with a sullen face.

Yuan looked around and said, "So this is the interrogation director. He is different from the ones I have seen before."

The policeman laughed: "Have you ever been to an interrogation room before?"

Yuan nodded gently and vigorously, and shared happily.

"Yes, the interrogation rooms I've seen had red-hot irons inside, and the suspects were tied to crosses, and there were whips and hooks..."

The policeman was listening attentively at first, but when he heard this he interrupted and said, "You watched that on TV, right?"

Yuan blinked softly: "...The current suspects are treated better."

Oh, that was thousands of years ago.

The police thought Yuan Qingqing looked too young. If they hadn’t seen her ID card showing she was already 19 years old, they would have thought she was underage.

However, they will not show their appearance to start the interrogation process.

After asking the basic questions like her name, he started to take out Yuan Tingting's photo: "Do you know this person?"

Yuan Qingqing: "Yuan Tingting died in the hospital at 12:35 last night. The circumstances of her death were extremely bizarre."

"What is your relationship?"

Yuan Qingqing: "We used to be sisters, but now we are... well, enemies, right? Anyway, we hate each other."

"Uncle police, you don't need to ask me about her death."

"Her death was not caused by human beings. If you want to investigate, you should go to her mother, Mrs. Yuan."

"Mrs. Yuan found a black Taoist priest to exchange her life with Yuan Tianyou's, which led to her tragic death."

An old police officer came in with a cup of tea. "You are so young, are you trying to exonerate yourself by talking about ghosts?"

"Little girl, this is the scientific age. Feudal superstition is not acceptable."

Yuan gently raised his head and looked at him: "Your 85-year-old mother has been lying in bed for three years, and your 27-year-old son hasn't been found yet, right?"

"You still accuse me of being feudal and superstitious. For the past 20 years, I have been burning incense and praying to Buddha every day to look for my son. Are you no longer superstitious?"

The old police officer's eyes widened: "You...you investigated my information?"

Yuan curled his lips slightly: "We don't know each other, why would I check you?"

"You still have a 20-year-old headless corpse case that has not been solved. This is a source of worry for you because your wife divorced you because of this."

"The head of the headless corpse case is the head of the No. 78 human body master in the Huaicheng Third Hospital."

"Your son is still alive. He is in a Wu family in Yangguang Town, Licheng. You can go find him."

The old policeman was drinking tea and listening to these words, but he didn't even feel the tea burning his mouth.

"How do you know? Is my son really still alive?"

Yuan pointed behind him and said, "The headless corpse told me that because you were the only one who insisted on finding the real murderer for him, he kept following you."

"Your son saw the murderer and was nearly killed. It was the headless corpse that protected him."

"This is all thanks to your sense of justice."

There was a ghost standing behind the old policeman, imitating him, drinking tea and staring at Yuan Qingqing.

The old policeman was skeptical, but finally decided to believe it.

"Go to the Third Hospital to find the 78th human master, and also investigate the members of the Wu family in Yangguang Town, Licheng."

After giving the order, the old policeman went to look at Yuan Qingqing again. She was really very young, with a pretty world-weary face that made people believe her.

The old police officer asked the young police officer to question Yuan Qingqing, and specifically instructed: "She is just a little girl, and there is no evidence. Be gentle and don't scare her."

Young police officer: ...

She can see headless ghosts, so why would she be scared by him?

"you……"

Yuan Qingqing calmly said: "Uncle, watch less movies at night, life is more important."

The young police officer's face flushed and he reacted strongly: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't watch that kind of movie!"

He turned to the policewoman and explained: "I really didn't watch it. I'm a gentleman. I really don't watch that kind of movie..."

Yuan blinked gently and said, "Uncle, ghost movies are still movies. If you watch too many ghost movies, you will be filled with negative energy and easily encounter ghosts."

Young police officer: ...

Female police officer: "You are really good at fortune telling. Can you tell it for me?"

Yuan gently took out his mobile phone, showed the payment code and smiled politely.

"Nine dollars and nine cents. This is the rule of the sect. The handsome uncle also needs to be paid."

Young police officer: ...

For the word "cool", let alone 9.9 yuan, he would give 990 yuan!

In fact, there is no need to interrogate Yuan Qingqing too much. She was live streaming with Yuan Tingting at the time, which was a perfect alibi.

Moreover, Yuan Tingting's death was too bizarre. Even if you don't believe it, there is no explanation.

While the old police officer was busy investigating the headless corpse, Yuan Qingqing's interrogators were replaced wave after wave.

He Wanbai and the others were very anxious outside.

Yuan ate candy cookies and drank refreshing tea.

The sun came out, and someone brought her hot steamed buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks, and a very fragrant roasted wheat.

Half past nine.

The old policeman's face flushed with excitement, and he looked at Yuan Qingqing with gratitude: "It's broken, it's really broken."

"Found it, found it all!"

Everyone was confused when this was said.

But everyone soon understood that the head of the headless corpse was found, and the headless corpse case that had been unsolved for twenty years was solved.

His son who had been missing for twenty years was also found.

The old policeman was so excited that tears flowed down his face. He kept saying thank you to Yuan and almost knelt down to thank her.

The headless corpse case that has not been solved for twenty years and his son who has been missing for twenty years are both his concerns.

Unexpectedly, it broke today and was found.

Yuan recited the mantra for salvation quietly, and the headless ghost following the old policeman finally left.

"So, can I leave now?"

The old policeman was stunned, then clapped his hands, and soon someone came in with a pile of files.

"Master, can you help me calculate all these?"

Yuan Qingqing:……!!!

The old policeman didn't want to let Yuan Qingqing go, but when his superiors called, he had no choice but to send Yuan Qingqing away reluctantly.

"daughter."

"younger sister."

He Wanbai and the others were waiting outside. As soon as they saw Yuan Qingqing come out, they swarmed over her, surrounded her and asked her all kinds of questions.

"Are you hungry? Mom bought you some scallion pancakes."

"You must be thirsty. I bought you some yogurt."

"You like vermicelli, so Dad bought some hot and sour vermicelli."

"This is Big Brother..."

After a while, the old policeman was squeezed out and Yuan Qingqing's hands were stuffed with things.

"Little Tea Rabbit, this is... the three-fresh porridge I brought."

When Meng Yusi heard that Yuan Qingqing was taken away by the police, he had already called for help and came over without stopping.

He had been waiting outside for a long time, and he came over as soon as possible.

But there was no place for him at all, and the three-fresh porridge he brought could not be delivered at all!

And Yuan Qingqing was pushed into the car without even having the time to say a word.

Meng Yusi stood pitifully at the door, holding a bowl of porridge with three fresh ingredients in his hand, watching the Yuan family's convoy leave.

The three brothers of the Yuan family all breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, my baby sister hasn’t been taken away yet.

In the parking lot, a low-key black car also watched the scene.

Pei Qianheng: "Let's go."

Bodyguard: "If you don't show up, Miss Yuan won't know that you are worried about her and have helped her."

Pei Qianheng glanced at him and said, "Go listen to her say fuck? And then she ran away like a little rabbit?"

The bodyguard was also experienced and felt that this was consistent with Yuan Qingqing's reaction when she saw the monarch.

Pei Qianheng: "Besides, I didn't do anything. It was all her own work."

“She doesn’t need to rely on anyone else.”

Once again, the bodyguard felt sympathy for the monarch, as he didn't even have a chance to be a hero and save the damsel in distress.

Here, Meng Yusi and his mother Hui Baoyuan returned home safely.

Mrs. Meng was relieved and asked, "How is it, does Qingqing like the three-fresh porridge? If she likes it, ask her to come home more often to eat it in the future."

Meng Yusi: "She didn't get to eat it, and she didn't say a word."

“…”

"What's the point of giving birth to a son like you? You can't even find a wife!"

Mrs. Meng hung up the phone in disgust.

Meng Yusi:……???

…

Yuan Qingqing and the others returned to the gate of the community and saw Mu Hexuan, who stopped Yuan Gungun's car.

Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Brother-in-law is a little angry, did you have a fight?"

Yuan Gungun blushed a little: "No, you go back first."

Yuan gently pointed at Mrs. Yuan who was blocked at the door and said, "I have something to do, too."

[Hehe, luckily Mrs. Yuan is here, otherwise I would have no reason to eat my sister's melon. ]

[No, it should be dog food? ]

Yuan Gungun: ...

Mrs. Yuan had been blocked at the door by security for more than two hours. No matter what she said, it was useless; she just couldn't get in.

She had no choice but to wait outside. When she saw Yuan Qingqing, she was shocked: "Why are you here?"

Yuan Qingqing: "I'm going home. Where else can I go if not here?"

Of course Mrs. Yuan knew that she lived here.

"Shouldn't you be interrogated at the police station? You killed my daughter!"

Mrs. Yuan's voice was so sharp that everyone who came in and out of the neighborhood looked over.

Yuan Gungun stepped forward and stood in front of Yuan Qingqing: "Old witch, keep talking nonsense!"

Mu Hexuan also strode forward, his voice cold: "Try to bully my wife and sister!"

Yuan Qingqing hid behind them and nodded vigorously: "Yes, try to bully me."

[Close the door and release the zombie king! ]

Yuan Gungun pushed Mu Hexuan forward: "Close the door and let him go!"

Mu Hexuan: ...

The feeling of locking up the door and letting the dogs out?

The three brothers also got out of the car and looked at Mrs. Yuan coldly: "Do you want to bully my sister?"

Mrs. Yuan suddenly felt a sense of oppression and crisis.

I couldn't say anything at this moment, only fear remained.

He Wanbai got out of the car and said softly, "Don't be so rude. We will treat you well if you are a minor guest."

She asked Yuan Qingqing: "Qingqing, who is she?"

Yuan said softly, "My ex-mother."

Ex...Mom, this word is used very uniquely.

He Wanbai smiled and said, "It's Mrs. Yuan, so we should treat her well. I'll sharpen my bone-chopping knife and make a bowl of pork chop soup for her."

Mrs. Yuan suddenly felt her scalp tingling: "No... no need, I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

Mrs. Yuan tried to slip away, but was stopped by a tall figure.

Yuan Hongtai looked at her and smiled, expressing his enthusiasm.

"Qingqing, thank you for taking care of us over the years. Now that you are here, come upstairs and sit for a while. We would like to express our gratitude to you."

When Mrs. Yuan saw Yuan Hongtai's smiling expression, she instantly felt like she saw a perverted murderer smiling at her in a friendly manner before killing him!

Is this to invite her to come upstairs to express gratitude?

It was clearly an invitation for her to go upstairs and seek death!

Mrs. Yuan regretted coming here. She never expected this family to be so poor and terrible!

They won’t rob people of their money and their women, right?

'Why should I be afraid of that poor family? I didn't go upstairs because I was afraid of them. I came here to do my job according to the Master's instructions!

Yes, I am here to do something for the master, to exchange Yuan Qingqing's fate for something!'

Mrs. Yuan encouraged herself in her heart, and followed Yuan Qingqing and the others into the house with trembling legs.

Mu Hexuan was the last one to leave. Yuan Gungun asked him to close the door, which really made him feel like closing the door and releasing a zombie.

Yuan Qingqing sat beside him.

Yuan Hongtai was making tea. He looked up at Mrs. Yuan and smiled, "Sit down. Do you think my chair is dirty?"

It's that death smile again!

Mrs. Yuan was really scared and smiled awkwardly: "No, no, no, I'll just stand there."

There is a cactus on the chair. If she sits on it, her butt will be bruised. How dare she sit on it?

Yuan Hongtai's smile disappeared, and his already grim expression now looked even more striking.

Mrs. Yuan's body trembled and she half-knelt, not daring to sit down.

Yuan Hongtai: "Wife, I don't know how to entertain guests, you come."

He Wanbai came out of the kitchen without saying a word and sat opposite Mrs. Yuan.

"Mrs. Yuan, please take a seat."

Swish, swish, swish.

He Wanbai put down the whetstone and took the sharp bone-cutting knife in her hand, sharpening it back and forth.

The swishing sound of the knife sharpening made Mrs. Yuan's scalp tingle.

Not to mention, on the balcony, Yuan Shishen's fists hit the sandbag, making a bang bang bang sound.

Yuan Shibo also said: "I have a question. If a 1.6-meter-tall old animal dies at home, how should I deal with it so that there is no smell of blood, bones, etc.?"

Yuan Shixu was on the phone: "If I accidentally killed someone, how confident are you, Attorney Yang, that you can defend me for excessive self-defense?"

Yuan Gungun broke off a durian with his bare hands and said, "Mrs. Yuan doesn't want to sit down, so let's eat the durian."

Mrs. Yuan looked at the durian shell she handed over: …

Can this thing be eaten?

No, how can a girl like you who is almost dying of skinny break a durian with your bare hands?

What kind of monsters are this family?

Yuan Gungun was unhappy when she didn't answer: "Mu Hexuan, come here and give her a toothy smile!"

Mu Hexuan: ...

Really, close the door and leave the zombies.

Mu Hexuan walked over, turned his back to Yuan Qingqing, He Wanbai and them, then faced Mrs. Yuan and smiled with his teeth bared.

"Please take a seat."

"ah!"

When Mrs. Yuan saw Mu Hexuan's long, sharp zombie fangs and blood-red eyes, she was so frightened that she couldn't squat properly and sat down.

The cactus pricked Mrs. Yuan's butt, and she screamed in pain like a pig.

"ah--"