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The door of the police station.

Qiu Xiaoye and Song Man looked at each other.

One has sharp eyes, and the other pretends to be innocent.

They only stared at each other for a second.

But this second, for Qiu Xiaoye, was more tormented than a year.

Only then did he truly understand what it means to look at ten thousand years at a glance.

Qiu Xiaoye was puzzled in his heart.

This Song Man, do you recognize yourself?

I think should not be,

After all, he was wearing a mask that night.

But this little guy didn't have any expression on his face, Qiu Xiaoye really couldn't see through it.

He had no choice but to smile, with an ignorant and honest face: "Well, kid, you blocked my way, can you let me go?"

Song Man didn't speak, and stepped aside squarely.

"Thank you." Qiu Xiaoye bowed slightly and walked inside.

Song Fei followed behind and shouted: "Awei, take him to the interrogation room, I'll be there in a while."

The policeman named Awei came over and led Qiu Xiaoye in one direction.

Walking through the aisle of the police station, with policemen coming and going on both sides, Qiu Xiaoye pretended to be curious, looking left and right,

Looking at everything in the police station with novelty,

But in fact, his real purpose was to glance over the heads of those policemen while shaking his head.

ghost!

ghost!

ghost!

ghost!

Without exception!

The police here, regardless of gender, are all ghosts!

But he couldn't show it, he couldn't let others know that he had discovered all this,

So I can only look like a child full of curiosity, scanning non-stop, without stopping at anyone.

at this time.

In a monitoring room, Qing Shui was sitting on a chair, holding hot coffee, watching Qiu Xiaoye's movements carefully.

Sitting next to Qing Shui was Shen Tonghai, who was also staring at the screen, but his eyes revealed that he didn't quite understand everything under surveillance.

Shen Tonghai said: "I don't think this kid looks like he owns a Solo card."

"Oh? Why?" Qing Shui asked with interest.

Shen Tonghai said: "Look at this kid, after entering the police station, he looks around and is not afraid. If he has a Solo card and finds that all the policemen are ghosts, he will definitely be worried."

"Then do you think Xiao Yawei and Yao Mu have Solo cards?" Qing Shui asked.

Shen Tonghai said: "When Xiao Yawei came in, she was trembling, she was very suspicious, but she was a girl, it was her first time to enter the police station, this is normal behavior. On the contrary, it was that Yao Mu, who didn't show any expression after entering, the most suspicious."

Qing Shui said: "But a person who really owns a Solo card finds out that he has entered a police station full of ghosts. In order to protect himself, he will definitely act and disguise himself."

Shen Tonghai nodded: "So you think this Qiu Xiaoye is the most suspected?"

"It's not necessarily a suspicion, but if it is said that he has the Solo card, then it is the most dangerous for us." Qing Shui said thoughtfully: "This guy seems to be playing around, but in fact, his scheming is probably deeper than we imagined. "

"Him? So scheming?" Shen Tonghai looked at the surveillance video in puzzlement, in which Qiu Xiaoye shook his head, looking like a second-rate youth.

Is he really a scheming person?

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in the hallway.

Qiu Xiaoye's figure had disappeared.

And Song Fei, Yang Jihe, and Song Man stood together.

Sein Fei looked down at Song Man, and asked, "Is he like that person?"

Song Man shook his head expressionlessly, "It's not like that."

"Okay, then you can go back first, there is a new suspect, we will find you again to identify." Seinfeld said.

"Okay." Song Fu nodded, turned around and left.

Yang Jihe said: "It seems that this Qiu Xiaoye has nothing to do with Song Ju's father's case."

Sein Fei shook his head thoughtfully, "No, you can't believe what this kid says."

"Why?" Yang Jihe wondered.

Song Fei sighed: "His scheming is too deep, and he hides it too deep."

"Him? Scheming?" Yang Jihe looked back as if he couldn't believe it, but Song Man's back was nowhere to be seen.

Sein Fei lit a cigarette and said slowly, "That's right, his scheming is probably even heavier than that Qiu Xiaoye."

"Qiu Xiaoye? He also has scheming?" Yang Jihe looked disbelieving, "He's just a little clever."

Song Fei said, "I've been handling cases for so many years, and I can't be wrong. It won't be easy for us to interrogate him."

Saying that, Seinfeld stubbed out the cigarette butt.

"Let's go and meet that kid."

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In the interrogation room.

cold.

Like a morgue.

It is estimated that the air conditioner is so low that it is used to increase the psychological pressure on the suspect.

Qiu Xiaoye sat on an iron chair, with a thin layer of fabric covering his buttocks, feeling the coldness of the metal.

A kind of bone-piercing cold.

On the wall of the interrogation room, there is a whiteboard with a cartoon image in the center.

A man in a black robe with half a mask and half a skull. With a gun in one hand and a petrol bottle in the other.

Qiu Xiaoye knew that this was his own cartoon image, the butcher who burned corpses.

Surrounding the cartoon image are the scene photos of each case, the time and place where it happened.

These cases committed by himself made Qiu Xiaoye feel very familiar.

But at the same time, an inexplicable sense of depression also began to spread in his heart.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and Yang Jihe walked in holding a cup of hot tea.

Looking at Qiu Xiaoye with a smile on his face, he handed him the tea,

"Come on, have a sip of tea first, relax, it's nothing serious, just ask a few words."

Qiu Xiaoye took the hot tea and held it in the palm of his hand, a warmth immediately penetrated into his heart,

In this cold interrogation room, a cup of hot tea made him feel relaxed.

There was even a hint of gratitude.

no!

It's a trap!

Qiu Xiaoye soon came to his senses.

This is a typical psychological tactic, threatening and oppressing you first, and then giving you some small favors, just to let you relax your vigilance, and then reveal important information unconsciously.

Qiu Xiaoye showed a smile on his face.

But in my heart, I have become more vigilant.

After a while, Seinfeld walked in with a stack of documents.

His expression became very serious, like a piece of pig iron.

The sense of questioning in his eyes also became stronger, revealing the true colors of an old criminal policeman for many years.

Sein Fei sat down, only majesty remained in his tone:

"Qiu Xiaoye, I have something to inform you. We have applied for a search warrant for your home, and we are now going to search your home."

"puff!"

Qiu Xiaoye almost choked on the tea, and spit it out in one gulp.

"Search warrant? What's the situation? You can't do it? Isn't it just to talk, isn't the search warrant a little overdone?"

Qiu Xiaoye's expression was very tense.

Seinfeld sneered and leaned back slightly on the chair.

"Why, is there anything ulterior in your house?"

"Of course!" Qiu Xiaoye expressed righteous indignation: "In my room, there are all kinds of treasured posters, books with illustrations, and my two full hard drives that I worked so hard to download from members. If things are exposed, my innocence will be ruined!"

But in fact, what Qiu Xiaoye was worried about was the gun, gasoline, mask on his battery car, and the communication machine in the room.

If it is a carpet search, then these things are absolutely impossible to hide.

And once his identity of the Ghost Slayer Team is exposed, there will only be two endings.

Or, be executed here by these ghosts.

Or, he would rely on the power of the Solo cards to fight his way out, and then start desperately trying to kill Tianya.

Qiu Xiaoye's legs had already begun to tremble faintly, recalling the way into the police station in his mind, and planning the escape route in his imagination.

But obviously, Seinfeld didn't intend to give him this time.

There was a "snap".

Sein Fei slapped the table heavily with the document in his hand: "Qiu Xiaoye, last night, a charred corpse appeared in Tianlun Community, do you know about it?"

What about last night?

Qiu Xiaoye probably had a clue in his heart, and hurriedly said, "The charred corpse? How do I know that?"

Qiu Xiaoye made up his mind to play dumb.

As the saying goes:

If you confess, you will be lenient, and you will be imprisoned.

Resist strictly and go home for the New Year.

"You don't know?" Sein Fei sneered, and threw a few pieces of paper in front of Qiu Xiaoye: "Let's see for yourself."

Qiu Xiaoye picked it up to take a look, and found that it was actually a surveillance screenshot, which was the picture of him entering and leaving Tianlun Community, and there was a corresponding time in the upper left corner.

"It's you up here!" Seinfeld's voice became louder, creating a strong oppressive force.

"It's me, what's the matter?" Qiu Xiaoye said calmly, but his heart was already panicked.

There is no doubt that he has completely become the suspect of the police.