"Humph … Playing tricks on me …" Li Zhiyuan's hands trembled uncontrollably as cold sweat trickled down his temples. "Do you think you can fool me by taking off the handcuffs and playing tricks on me?"
"What? You still don't remember that you're dead? " Feng Bujue paced back and forth with his hands in his pockets. He lowered his head and muttered, "It seems that you were a very rational person when you were alive. 'Common sense' has been rooted in your consciousness. Even if you're now a ghost, you still …"
"Enough!" Li Zhiyuan interrupted Feng Bujue. "I'm warning you, don't play any tricks. This is the police station. Do you think you can fool me … and run away?"
"Police station?" Feng Bujue turned his head and glanced at him. "Are you sure?"
As soon as he said this, Li Zhiyuan's mind buzzed.
In the next second, the surrounding scenery changed. The originally bright space of more than ten square meters suddenly turned into an empty, dark environment.
"This is no longer a police station," Feng Bujue continued, "It was converted into a warehouse to store old electrical appliances more than ten years ago." He paused for a moment. "Because this building was built in the last century, there were many original defects in the design. As a result, many new equipment couldn't be installed. So … seventeen years ago, five years after your death … this police station was moved to another location. The current office is two kilometers away from here."
"You …" Li Zhiyuan still didn't believe Brother Jue. "This … this is impossible …"
Just as he was talking to himself, Feng Bujue walked back to the table. At this time, the "table" had become a horizontal refrigerator, and the "chair" they were sitting on was an air conditioner and a microwave.
"By the way …" Brother Jue pointed at a stack of old newspapers on the refrigerator, which was the "document" that Sheriff Li had just taken. He said, "The police nowadays don't use paper documents to make statements. They only need to take a tablet, scan the suspect's fingerprints, iris, and voice, and have all the information. After you're done, use this tablet to ask questions in the form of a 'video' and record them together. "
"Heh … Hehe …" Suddenly, Li Zhiyuan laughed. It was a strange laugh. "I understand … You hypnotized me … Everything I saw was an illusion you hypnotized me to see … Yes … It must be like this … When you told me the ghost story before, you unknowingly did it to me …"
"Stop deceiving yourself and others." Feng Bujue interrupted him. "I don't have that kind of convenient ability. If I did … I would have been the male lead of a two-dimensional movie ten years ago."
His lines were too jumpy and lacked integrity. Saying it at such a time would make the other party unable to respond.
"Your doubts about these abnormalities … are actually very easy to answer." Feng Bujue cast a sharp look at Li Zhiyuan. "Instead of looking for the answer on me, why don't you try it on yourself …" He raised his hand and put up a finger. "First, please recall the specific date today."
"Today … Today is December 5th, 2033 …" Li Zhiyuan murmured.
"Don't you think it's strange?" Feng Bujue didn't let him finish his sentence. "On a December night, I went out in a short suit?"
Before he finished, Li Zhiyuan was stunned …
This matter was indeed inexplicable, but Li Zhiyuan didn't understand … Before the other party mentioned it, why did he overlook such an obvious abnormality?
"The date in your mind will always stop at December 5th, 2033." Brother Bujue continued, "Because that's the day Liu Xiaoya was killed."
The name "Liu Xiaoya" was like a steel nail, directly piercing Li Zhiyuan's divine sense. The moment he heard this name, he held his head and knelt on the ground … He pretended to be in extreme pain.
"Hmph …" Feng Bujue looked down at Li Zhiyuan with a condescending gaze. "It seems that this name has quite a big impact on you … If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have had to beat around the bush." As he spoke, he raised a second finger. "Then … Next, please recall again, how did you catch me and bring me to this' police station '? Where did you see the surveillance video of me? "
"I … Gu …" Li Zhiyuan's mind was in a mess. The severe headache made it impossible for him to concentrate. A large number of messy images poured into his mind and flashed before his eyes.
"It's impossible for you to remember, because those details are not in your memory at all." Feng Bujue said, "Police station, case, surveillance video, arrest … All of these were made up by your own imagination after you saw me and talked to me." He licked his lips. "Think back … From the beginning of the conversation, I was guiding you …"
…
"Are you new here?"
"I'm the informant. I was the one who called 110. If you don't believe me, you can check the call record …"
"If you don't believe me, you can check the road surveillance …"
…
"… Based on the information I provided, you filled in your memory," Feng Bujue continued. "Thus, you made a 'reasonable' inference."
"No … It's not like that …" Li Zhiyuan held his head with both hands and said with difficulty, "You … Nonsense!"
"The only information you know is' time, place, and the dying antique shop owner who was attacked. '" Feng Bujue ignored him and continued in a cold tone, "And the conclusion you want to draw is … 'Who is the murderer?'" He paused for two seconds and said, "I might as well tell you clearly … The murderer is Liu Xiaoya's ghost."
"Ah —"
Chi — chi —
Screams, a woman in red, a pale face, a hideous face, a painful face, a twisted face, blood, a lot of blood …
A large number of sounds and fragments came like a tsunami, sweeping through Li Zhiyuan's mind, making him crawl on the ground in pain again.
"The case twenty-two years ago wasn't that complicated." Feng Bujue did not stop talking because of Li Zhiyuan's reaction. "An antique shop owner took a fancy to a woman in the flower shop next door, but the woman did not like him.
So, on a winter night, the shop owner killed the woman who rejected him.
That night … The first police officer who heard the screams and arrived at the scene was Sheriff Li. He was a very good detective, and he saw that it was a murder and not a car accident on the spot. He arrested the antique shop owner.
However … the shop owner immediately made a threat. He claimed that he knew some important people who could guarantee that he would not be sent to prison, and that they could make Sheriff Li lose his job and his ability to stand in society.
Sheriff Li listened for a while and realized that the shop owner was not bluffing. He realized that what the shop owner said was very likely to become a reality.
He wavered …
He realized that even if he did the right thing, the shop owner might not be punished, and his own future and life would be lost in this case.
Just as he was wavering, the shop owner started to tempt him again.
At that time, Sheriff Li had just gotten married, and his wife's income was higher than his, so he could not raise his head in front of her family …
Due to all these reasons, he had compromised.
He helped the shop owner to clean up the scene, falsified the evidence, and even taught him what to say when he took the statement.
A murder case turned into a traffic accident just like that. "
Feng Bujue recounted the past with an almost indifferent expression, but Li Zhiyuan, who was the audience, was so excited that he was trembling, and his emotions were on the verge of collapse.
"Seven days later …" Brother Jue paused for a few seconds and said, "Liu Xiaoya avenged herself …" He smiled eerily. "Ha … Coincidentally, that day … was the day you went to the antique shop owner to get your 'reward'. That malicious ghost tortured her murderer to death in front of you … The reason she did not kill you was because before the shop owner died, you had already gone crazy. "
At this point, Li Zhiyuan suddenly stopped trembling.
"What's wrong? Do you remember now? "Feng Bujue looked at him and asked.
"Yes …" Li Zhiyuan stood up from the ground. "Two days later … I committed suicide in the hospital …" At this moment, his face was ashen, and his whole body was translucent. "And the memory after that … is a mess …"
"That's normal." Feng Bujue said, "Didn't I already tell you that ghosts like you are in a state of 'unconscious and formless' most of the time? Under the premise that you can't maintain your 'existence', you won't have any memories. "
"Over the years … have I harmed anyone?" Li Zhiyuan's tone had become calmer.
"It's okay …" Brother Jue replied. "You're not a malicious ghost, just an earthbound spirit. Only during the four major ghost festivals will you have the ability to interfere with the living."
"Then today is …" Li Zhiyuan asked tentatively.
"The Hungry Ghost Festival." Feng Bujue replied.
"I see …" Li Zhiyuan nodded.
"Around here, there has been a similar rumor …" Feng Bujue continued. "It's said that … every ghost festival, there will be gangsters or drunkards who walk alone at night, brought to a 'police station' that shouldn't exist for interrogation by a 'police officer' who appears out of nowhere. The next day, they would wake up in an old warehouse, most likely scared half to death. Then, they will go around telling people … But the words of these people are relatively untrustworthy. Even if they call the police, the police won't file a case for investigation. "
"Is that so …" Sheriff Li said thoughtfully. "Maybe … I still want to fulfill my duties as a police officer after death …"
"Haha … Don't flatter yourself." Feng Bujue poured cold water on him. "Twenty-two years ago, you had a mental breakdown because you saw a malicious ghost kill people with your own eyes. So, your rationality and memory … all stopped at that point. As I said earlier, you only remember three pieces of information … The time, December 5th, 2033; The place, the antique shop in the flower and bird market on DF Road; The incident … The antique shop manager who was lying in a pool of blood and dying. " He shrugged. "Your mind couldn't accept and accept the fact that a malicious ghost killed people, so this part of the content was blocked. This led to … All these years, you have been trying to 'solve the case' to untie the knot in your heart. " He pointed at his face with his finger. "Tonight, the conversation between you and me is the best evidence. If I were someone else … I think tomorrow morning, there would be another passerby lying here, scared half to death. "
Li Zhiyuan couldn't refute. He was silent for a moment and asked, "So, what do you want now?"
"What do I want?" Feng Bujue laughed. "Haha … What can I do to you? I'm just a bait. "
"What did you say?" Li Zhiyuan was puzzled.
"Xiao Dong ~" Suddenly, Feng Bujue turned his head and shouted to his left.
His voice reverberated in the spacious warehouse, echoing back and forth.
"Xiao Dong?" Li Zhiyuan was even more confused. He couldn't help but think of another problem … Since he was a ghost, who was the 'Xiao Dong' who brought Feng Bujue's wallet in? If that 'Xiao Dong' was just his imagination, then … Why did Feng Bujue call him by that name?
"What Xiao Dong … Don't make a fuss."
A few seconds later, a man in a police uniform walked over, accompanied by the sound of voices. He was the 'Xiao Dong' who came in to give Sheriff Li the wallet. But when Li Zhiyuan looked at the man's face again, he realized … He didn't know this person at all.
"Hello." The man walked in front of Li Zhiyuan and took off his police cap. "I'm not Xiao Dong, I'm Bao Qing."
"And you are …" Li Zhiyuan was confused.
"I'm someone who specializes in dealing with situations like yours. Don't worry, I'll be responsible for sending you to the afterlife." Bao Qing continued, "As for him …" He rolled his eyes at Brother Jue. "… He's a friend of mine. When he heard that I had a mission tonight, he insisted on coming out to 'see' for himself. He even volunteered to be my 'bait'." He shook his head and looked at Li Zhiyuan again. "Actually, your situation … It's not that complicated to deal with. I don't need anyone else to be the 'bait'. You see … I even borrowed a costume to lure you out. In the end, I wore it for nothing. "
Li Zhiyuan was stunned. He looked at Bao Qing and then at Brother Jue. "Then how did he …"
"Oh, he read my investigation report and related information. That's how he found out about your situation," Bao Qing said. He then spread his hands and sighed. "Sigh … It took me a lot of effort to investigate this case … I peeled the cocoon and followed the vines to get to the melon … It was only then that I managed to dig up the case from decades ago. But this kid … I figured out 80% of the information beforehand, and he only deduced 20% of it himself. Yet, he's still showing off … "
"What are you talking about?" Feng Bujue stood there and flipped his hair. He looked like he was asking for a beating. "I'm so eager to help you catch the ghost. I even broke the 'ghost realm' for you. Yet, you're still trying to undermine me. Is that appropriate?"
Hearing this, Bao Qing put on a serious face and gave Feng Bujue the middle finger without saying a word.
Feng Bujue saw this and gave him the middle finger as well.
Friendship between men was like this. Two people who insulted each other, mocked each other, and even got into physical altercations … were either enemies or best friends.
A few seconds later, Bao Qing retracted her middle finger and said to Li Zhiyuan, "Don't bother with him. I can break your ghost realm in a matter of minutes with my spiritual energy. Unlike him … who only knows how to open his mouth."
"Hey … Why are you saying this to me in such a comforting tone …" Li Zhiyuan's mouth twitched. "It's as if I'm comforted by you saying that I'm weak …"
"Pfft!" On the other hand, Feng Bujue was unhappy again. "Your method of exorcising ghosts purely based on physical strength is obviously second-rate … No! Third-rate methods. " He said seriously, "A first-rate exorcist master would find ways to undo the knot in the hearts of the ghosts … So that they can fulfill their wishes and be liberated naturally."
"Alright, alright … Stop pretending to be so pretentious …" Bao Qing narrowed his eyes. "Why do you think I'm investigating so much? Do I have nothing better to do? If I wanted to use physical strength to get rid of the ghost, I could have just used my spiritual power to blast him into smithereens. Why would I go through all that trouble? " He glanced condescendingly at Brother Jue. "What I said earlier … was about using spiritual energy to forcefully break through the ghost state, not using spiritual energy to forcefully exorcise the ghost. Don't try to change the meaning of my words. Also … "He looked at Feng Bujue from head to toe." When did you become a master exorcist? A first-rate one? There's a limit to your shameless boasting, okay? You can't use any spiritual power now. Other than your Spirit Vision and Spiritual Touch, you're just an ordinary person. At best, you have the Innate Yin-Yang Eye … "He raised his hand and gestured." Don't even talk about being a master exorcist. Compared to the average ghost hunter … you're still far from it. "
"Tsk tsk tsk …" Feng Bujue shook his head and quibbled. "To judge me based on my abilities, it's really …"
"If we don't talk about spiritual power … Aren't you only left with bullshit abilities …" Bao Qing interrupted. "What's so great about that? Just what you said to Old Li just now, I'm just saying it out loud. "
"They're even calling him 'Old Li' …" Li Zhiyuan, who couldn't get a word in edgewise, muttered. "These two suddenly started talking amongst themselves. They even changed the way they address me … What the hell is going on …"
"Sure, come on." Feng Bujue said. "Let's hear the Three Disciplines and Eight Points to Take Note."
"Do you think that's the name of a dish!" Bao Qing roared.
"I say …" Li Zhiyuan couldn't hold it in any longer. He tried to stop the two, "Both of you …"
But the two still didn't seem to want to bother with him. They were still talking about each other.
"Follow the command in all actions. Keep in step and you'll win. Don't take anything from the masses. The masses will support and be happy …"
"Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose …"
"I say …"
"Don't take liberties with women. Get rid of your hooligan habits. Don't abuse the captives. Don't beat, scold, and search their pockets …"
"Red meatballs, white meatballs, soy meatballs, fried meatballs, three fresh meatballs, four happy meatballs …"
"The two of you better stop before going too far, you bastards!" Finally, Li Zhiyuan couldn't take it anymore. He roared, "I'm in a hurry to reincarnate, you bastards! If you want to kill me, torture me, or destroy me, hurry up, you bastards! "
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