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38. Crisis Peep, Who Is The Truth

Policemen?

Qiu Xiaoye's brain began to think rapidly.

What did the police want me for?

I didn't do anything outrageous, did I?

Could it be that what happened last night was discovered?

Just when Qiu Xiaoye was thinking, Yang Jihe's sinister eyes had already glanced up,

Just looking at Qiu Xiaoye,

Qiu Xiaoye's heart couldn't help but tremble, but on the surface, he was still calm.

"Hello, Qiu Xiaoye, we meet again." Yang Jihe smiled, but his smile was full of killing intent.

The old policeman Seinfeld frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

Seinfeld is not a ghost, Qiu Xiaoye was quite surprised.

After all, when humans reach the age of 50, ghosts can eat whatever they want, so humans over 50 years old are really rare animals.

Qiu Xiaoye scratched his head: "Why are you looking for me? Or something about the corridor that day? I really don't know." As he spoke, he walked down the stairs.

Yang Jihe smiled and said, "No, you are involved in a new murder case again."

"Ah?" Qiu Xiaoye almost fell down the stairs.

"Isn't it?" Qiu Xiaoye quickly stabilized his body: "I'm a good citizen, I can have something to do with any murder case, let alone murder, I haven't even killed a dog."

Qiu Xiaoye looked at Yang Jihe with a question, hoping to know something from his mouth.

After all, Qiu Xiaoye had killed a lot of ghosts recently, and he didn't know which incident was discovered.

Don't let the police discover Case A, and end up talking about Case B by themselves.

Yang Jihe didn't answer directly, but said: "We are here to take you to the police station. When we get to the interrogation room, let's talk slowly."

"Interrogation room?" Qiu Xiaoye was a little confused now.

He grew up so big, he was also caught in the bureau.

And after entering, will there be torture to extract a confession?

"Well, can we just talk here? I'm not used to going to the police station." Qiu Xiaoye said.

Yang Jihe smiled: "If you don't want to go to the police station, you can refuse the summons."

"What happens if you refuse the summons?" Qiu Xiaoye asked cautiously.

"We will force you to be escorted." Yang Jihe said, lighting up the handcuffs around his waist.

It seems that must go.

Qiu Xiaoye knew that he couldn't resist this kind of violent organization.

"Can I wash up first?" Qiu Xiaoye asked.

Yang Jihe looked at Song Fei.

Seinfeld nodded, and said in a vicissitudes of life: "I'll give you five minutes!"

Qiu Xiaoye had no choice but to go to the toilet, hurriedly washed his face and brushed his teeth, and changed into clean clothes before going downstairs.

Follow the two policemen to go out.

"Wait a minute!" Qiu Xiaolu suddenly ran over and looked at Qiu Xiaoye worriedly: "Is that how you went?"

Qiu Xiaoye smiled and touched Qiu Xiaolu's head: "Don't worry, I am such an innocent person, I will be back soon."

Qiu Xiaolu nodded obediently: "Well, I'll wait for you to come back for dinner tonight."

As he said that, he took out a cup of hot milk: "You haven't had breakfast yet, drink the milk before leaving. I tried the temperature and it's just right."

Qiu Xiaoye's heart was suddenly moved.

It has to be her own sister, she is the one who can be relied on at critical times.

Qiu Xiaoye touched the warm milk and drank it in one gulp.

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

This milk is as salty as sea water! It's all bitter!

Qiu Xiaoye took a gulp down, nearly slammed to death, and quickly spit it back into the cup.

Both eyes had been blurred by the tears, and the tears were streaming down.

He looked at Qiu Xiaolu helplessly: "Hey! Is this milk? Is this a glass of salt water!"

At this moment, Qiu Xiaoye remembered that sentence: I know the taste of the sea.

Qiu Xiaolu had a smirk on his face, and then pretended to be innocent and said: "Oh, I'm sorry, I seem to have mistaken salt for sugar."

"You did it on purpose." Qiu Xiaoye also lost his temper.

This girl still remembers what she said about her grudge against fat pigs just now.

With such a younger sister, life is really uncertain!

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Follow the police out the door.

Because a police car was parked outside, the neighbors came to watch.

Discussions soon started.

"Hey, what did this kid do? The police came to arrest him."

"I heard it was a pimp, ouch, I made tens of thousands of dollars."

"That's right. You said that at a young age, he rides a bicycle to deliver such things to others every day, and doesn't do any serious business. I have already seen that something will happen to him."

"That's what his father does. I think his father probably won't be able to run away."

"Look, he's still crying. Now that the police come to the door, he regrets it. It's too late."

Listening to all kinds of gossip, Qiu Xiaoye didn't bother to pay attention to them, and went straight to the police car.

Yang Jihe was in charge of driving, and Song Fei and Qiu Xiaoye sat in the back.

The experience of riding a police car for the first time is still very novel.

But in Qiu Xiaoye's heart, there is only tension and anxiety now.

Generally, people who have not committed crimes will be afraid of being taken away by the police for no reason.

What's more, he really committed a crime!

Sein Fei didn't say much, and lit a cigarette as soon as he got in the car, smoking with a frown.

While Yang Jihe was driving, he looked at Qiu Xiaoye through the rearview mirror.

Qiu Xiaoye had inadvertently met Yang Jihe's eyes many times.

He started to frustrate his hands and said, "Brother, can you stop glancing at me like that? I feel like a prisoner."

"Maybe you are really a prisoner." Yang Jihe smiled meaningfully.

"No, I'm just a gift giver, what crime can I commit, I just bring happiness to others." Qiu Xiaoye spread his hands.

"But you appeared in many places where you shouldn't be." Yang Jihe said.

"Xiao Yang!" Sein Fei suddenly shouted.

Yang Jihe knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he didn't say any more.

Soon arrived at the main police station in Maple City.

When Qiu Xiaoye got out of the car, he saw policemen in uniforms coming in and out of the door.

Qiu Xiaoye's scalp began to tingle involuntarily.

[Scalding Ghost: Level 27]

[Needle Ghost: Level 31]

【Ghost: Level 23】

[Fog Ghost: Level 40]

Etc., etc······

As far as Qiu Xiaoye can see,

All the cops! Except for Seinfeld, all ghosts!

Without exception!

What a horror.

You must know that the police is the only department among all government agencies that can directly contact all levels of society and all personnel.

It is the core of guaranteeing the operation of a city.

The police station is full of ghosts, which means that this city is firmly in the hands of ghosts!

Pinched to death!

Qiu Xiaoye couldn't help but froze in place.

Seinfeld patted him on the shoulder: "Why are you standing there?"

There was a questioning tone in his tone.

Qiu Xiaoye knew that the contest between him and this old criminal policeman was about to begin.

This police station was like a dangerous cave, and now he was going to go into it.

He wanted to conceal his identity as the Ghost Slayer Squad.

He wants to conceal his identity as a Solo card.

And he had to get away from being suspected by the police, so that he had nothing to do with the murder he committed.

Can you do it yourself?

Qiu Xiaoye was also suspicious.

But he had no choice but to move forward.

Now he has to pretend to be an ordinary person, an ordinary person who knows nothing and is honest and responsible!

So Qiu Xiaoye stammered on purpose: "This... I... It's my first time visiting this kind of place, and I... I'm a little nervous."

"Relax." Seinfeld smiled and lit another cigarette: "The police pay attention to evidence. Without evidence, we will not arrest people casually. Let's go in."

Qiu Xiaoye stopped and walked towards the police station.

The moment he stepped up the steps, he noticed that the camera at the entrance of the police station was suddenly turned towards him.

It seemed that he was watching himself specially.

Qiu Xiaoye already knew it well.

He guessed who the guy behind the camera was.

that man.

Qingshui!

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Qiu Xiaoye pretended not to notice it, and continued to walk in.

But the moment he was about to enter the door, a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

A head shorter than Qiu Xiaoye, he is a boy.

But his expression didn't look like a teenager at all, it was as indifferent as a piece of ice.