Chapter 93 Golden Mask 2
And it's not just that, he said, in fact this mask can allow the body to complete secondary development in a short period of time. When putting on the mask, the IQ will soar imperceptibly, completing a complete transformation.
"Then why didn't you carry it with you all the time?" the police asked. Wang Qiang did not answer this question, but instead talked about his experience after he became in debt.
After incurring gambling debts, Wang Qiang obtained a golden mask and gained the ability to turn stone into gold. However, Wang Qiang was not in a hurry to make gold because the golden mask told him that casting spells requires blood as a storage medium for conversion. The more gold there is, the more blood is needed.
"Wait a minute," the interrogating police officer noticed the key point: "Are you saying that this golden mask can speak?"
Wang Qiang: “Yes.”
Then he continued.
He calculated his debts, which added up to nearly $500,000, which was not a small sum in that era. It was equivalent to five kilograms of gold. Casting the spell required 800 CC of blood, which was close to 1/6 of the normal human body's blood volume, and was very likely to pose a threat to his life.
This made Wang Qiang feel conflicted, but soon he could no longer feel conflicted.
The debt collector—Lin Haotian, is here.
Before Wang Qiang could open the door, Lin Haotian violently broke in and threatened him to pay back the money.
A group of people walked up to Wang Qiang and started beating and kicking him, warning him that he must pay back the money within seven days, otherwise he would bear the consequences.
Faced with violence, Wang Qiang gave a flattering smile and promised to pay it back.
After the group of people left the room, Wang Qiang collapsed to the ground, having no choice.
But he really didn't want to die.
Hearing Wang Qiang's words, the policeman subconsciously asked: "So you used Yonglin Haotian's blood and exchanged him for gold?"
Wang Qiang shook his head: "No, I didn't at that time."
Hearing this, the young policeman breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down.
Yes, judging from Wang Qiang’s case, Lin Haotian was still alive at least before he repaid the money for the first time. How could he be killed so soon?
However, the young Director Wang noticed the hidden meaning in this sentence: He didn’t mean it at the time - did he really do it later?
"So what did you do then?"
On one side is the debt collector who threatens to kill him if he fails to pay the money, and on the other side is a high-risk plan that exchanges blood for gold but may result in death from excessive blood loss.
When he was young, Director Wang really couldn't imagine what he could do.
But Wang Qiang said as a matter of course: "What else can I do? Of course I borrowed it."
"Borrow? Borrow money? Borrow new debts to pay off old debts? Aren't you afraid that the snowball will get bigger and bigger?" the interrogating police asked.
"Who told you that I borrowed money from others? I actually borrowed it from that mask. What I borrowed was not money, but blood."
"After discussing with Mask, I decided to advance a portion of the blood. The price is just a little bit of interest. The interest rate alone is even lower than the general level of the bank."
As he was speaking, Wang Qiang laughed sarcastically. A group of policemen surrounded him, not knowing what he was laughing at.
Then Wang Qiang continued.
After this incident, he made up his mind, took a deep breath, took out a sharp knife, cut his palm, and dripped blood onto the stone. A magical thing happened, a trace of gold slowly appeared, until the place where the blood touched turned into gold.
Wang Qiang held it up, observed it carefully, and showed a satisfied look. At the same time, he used this wound to sign a contract with Golden Face.
He got the gold and started selling it. He didn't dare to sell too much at one time for fear of attracting other people's attention. But it did attract attention in the end. It's just that the incident didn't actually break out at this time.
Finally, after selling gold several times, his debt was finally paid off. Wang Qiang excitedly shouted "Fuck", and there was an inopportune knock on the door.
Looking through the peephole, he found that it was Lin Haotian. Since the debt had been paid off, he was not as scared as before. He opened the door and let him in.
But what he didn't expect was that after this, Lin Haotian actually told him to remember to repay the loan next month and combine the unpaid amount with his own lost wages.
"But I've already paid it back." Wang Qiang explained, but Lin Haotian punched and kicked him in return, cursing: "Damn it, you're so overdue, so what's wrong with asking you to pay some interest? If you can't pay 100,000 yuan next month, I'll break your legs."
Then he walked away.
Wang Qiang gritted his teeth as he spoke this: "That's when I decided to kill him."
"Hmm." The pen tip made a rustling sound, and the interrogating police officer asked the question again: "So, where is the golden face now?"
Wang Qiang ignored him and continued to chatter: "A month later, that bastard Lin Haotian came to my house and asked as soon as he entered the door if the money was ready. Then I asked him to wait and said that the money was in the bedroom..."
"Wait, wait, wait." At this point, all the police had already realized that something was wrong with this matter. They chose not to waste time talking to him and asked again: "So where is the golden face you mentioned now?"
But Wang Qiang was still dishonest:
"I turned around and found the blood I had prepared, picked up the bucket and rushed out, and drenched him all over as soon as we met." Lin Haotian was about to curse when a faint golden color appeared on his head, and turned into gold after a moment.
Using one to attract ten, he used less than one tenth of the required amount of blood to turn Lin Haotian into a golden statue.
It’s a pity that even with the current amount of blood, he couldn’t get it out with his body at that time, so he still owed the debt this time.
Then, he crushed Lin Haotian's body, completely separated the gold and the minced meat, drove to the suburbs, found a hidden location, dug a hole and bury the minced meat.
But there is no wall that is impenetrable, and soon the matter was exposed. It was that yellow-haired guy.
He came to Wang Qiang's house and found no one responded, so he took out tools and opened the door.
After entering the house, he looked around and saw the gold on the table...
With a "bang", the policeman hit the table hard with his fist. He finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Wang Qiang, I'm telling you. Be honest. Otherwise, you'll be in trouble."
Faced with the policeman's rage, Chief Wang clearly saw cold sweat on Wang Qiang's forehead, but not long after, he suddenly burst into laughter.
Crazy? Young Director Wang commented.
But soon the scene changed again. Wang Qiang, who was originally laughing, had a rapidly changing expression.
His expression suddenly changed from ecstasy to fear, and his face gradually distorted.
Wang Qiang suddenly wanted to open his mouth to say something, but found that he couldn't open it.
Finally, after a torment of veins bulging and muscles twitching, he finally stopped breathing.
Before he died, his eyes widened.
"You...you lied to me."
His mouth opened and closed, and Director Wang seemed to have heard these words vaguely.
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