Old-time musicians

Nelenia neighborhood.

No. 212 Green Peacock Street, Police Security Bureau.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The light from the carbonized lamp was as pale as ever. The small room, the hard bed, the gray walls, and the mahogany table were all illuminated brightly and coldly.

The two police officers opposite were wearing black uniforms, khaki shoulder straps and sleeve ornaments, and red and white checkered wide-brimmed hats.

"Hello, Officer Ellens, and Mr. Policeman."

Fan Ning picked up the vertical glass on the table and took a sip of water.

How the hell is this different from when I first traveled through time...

Not even the style of the cup has been changed...

"Mr. Carolne Van Ning, I didn't expect to meet again so soon."

"No one wants this to happen." Fan Ning looked helpless.

"Let me confirm, it was you who called the police at the school duty booth. You two were at home, and you shot the person who broke in, right?" Officer Ellens held a pen in his hand, with no visible expression. .

"Yes." Fan Ning nodded.

"First briefly tell what happened."

"We first slept in separate rooms. After I noticed something strange and searched to no avail, I stayed in Sheeran's room out of caution. Then this man broke in and attacked us fatally. We evaded and fought back. In the chaos, he fired his revolver He was robbed by us and then I shot him."

Fanning describes it very briefly, and the literal meaning is completely true to the facts.

"Where do you usually live?" Officer Ellens stared at Fanning.

"Apartment at 115 Lenvan Avenue, East Mecklon." Fan Ning replied.

"Then why did you choose to stay at Xilan's house tonight? What is your relationship?"

"Of course it's because you should know about the previous events. Just like what I said when we first met, as the teacher's closest student, I often stay at his house, and I have a close relationship with Xilan on weekdays. Tonight It was her first night back home after the vigil. My stay was for protection. After all, I am also an adult male in my twenties, and I am somewhat resistant to emergencies. "

"You said you noticed something strange at first. How did you notice it?"

"I can't tell, but I have some intuition that someone has sneaked into the family, although I have also doubted whether I am neurotic."

"How did he get into the room?"

"I can't tell."

"Why can't you tell? Door? Window? Wait in advance? There must be a place."

"After we searched around, we went back to the room and went back to sleep. When we were in a daze, we were suddenly attacked. I really can't explain how he got in."

The two police officers looked at each other.

"How did he attack you?"

"First it was a knife, and after I had a chance to escape, it was a pistol."

"Did he shoot you?"

"It's open."

"How many shots?"

"Five shots."

"Why do you remember it so clearly?" Officer Ellens asked.

"Because I grabbed the revolver after he loaded the second round of the magazine." Fan Ning said, "He fired all the bullets in the magazine, and there should be five of them except for the anti-misfire position he reserved. "

"Then how many times did you shoot him?"

"One shot."

"Can you use a gun? Do you have a gun yourself?"

"Very unskilled, not holding a gun. My father had a gun a few years ago and was exposed to it a few times."

"He fired five shots and none of you were hit. You fired one shot and blew his head off?"

"I don't know what happened to him, but after snatching it, I fired the trigger at a very close aiming distance, plus a little bit of luck."

"What did Sheeran do during this period?"

"I don't remember much. It was too confusing. She must have been a little frightened at first, but she must have been involved when we were looking for knives or pistols on the ground. Although she is young, she also knows that if the weapon is not snatched from her hands, , it’s life-threatening.”

…

Another talking room not far from Fanning's neighborhood.

Sheeran was wearing a women's brown trench coat that she had hastily changed into. Her hair over her shoulders was a bit messy, and her face was extremely pale.

The fingers of her hands were clasped together, placed near her lower abdomen, and her thumbs kept squeezing each other.

There were also two policemen sitting opposite.

"Calm down, I want to calm down..."

"According to what Carlone said, I was a complete victim and did not engage in any controversial behavior."

Fan Ning's last words kept repeating in her heart:

"The police may interrogate many details, but the focus is not whether my shooting behavior is illegal! The men in gray broke into our home, which is undoubtedly an intrusion! Their purpose is to see if there are any mysterious factors!"

"Just answer truthfully what you can remember, truthfully tell what you can't remember, just ignore those few factors... don't have the psychological burden to think that you are hiding something! You are scared to death, it's good if you can talk to them !”

"I will come out later than you. When you come out, just do as I told you, then rest in the lobby reception room and wait for me. Don't leave the police station... By the way, let's go downstairs to pick up the knife first. Put it back on site.”

Under the table, the little girl's smooth calves under the windbreaker were tightly pressed together, and the tips of her burgundy leather boots clicked frequently.

She kept taking deep breaths, and her heart rate slowly dropped.

"Ciran Conor, right?" the police officer on the other side said. "What's your relationship with Carolne Van Ning?"

"He is my father's student."

"Why today? You let him live with you?"

"My father's funeral just ended. I'm scared to go home."

"Why did Carloen sense something was wrong and come to your room?"

"I don't know."

"How did that man get into the room?"

"I don't know. I fell asleep."

"How did the two people fight?"

"I don't know the details. The man shot me, and then Carloen threw me down, and then they started fighting."

"What were you doing later?"

"I tried to grab weapons with Carloen in the chaos because I knew I would die if I didn't get them."

"What was the man like when Carloen shot him in the end?"

"I don't know. It was too chaotic. I only heard the gunshot and then it was over. "

While Xilan was in a state of confusion, the pen in the other party's hand was writing quickly.

The conversation here ended very quickly, and the police also knew that this was just a weak and pitiful little girl.

Finally, the police told Xilan that the investigation of Fanning would take time, which might take as short as dawn or as long as a few days, and they could send her back first.

Xilan said that she didn't dare to go home and had nowhere to go, so she had to stay here and wait.

Then she was placed on a soft sofa in the duty room where she could lie down, and the police also kindly provided a thin blanket.

On Fanning's side, the initial conversation After the incident, Officer Ellens gave him a short nap on the hard bed.

As the police moved forward with the on-site detection, processing, investigation, and questioning, people came to Fanning to further verify the situation, so his sleep was interrupted several times.

In general, the efficiency has greatly exceeded the average level of police force in this era.

After all, someone died in this house three days ago, and there were several other lives related to it.

At about 7:30 in the morning, they provided Fanning with tea and bread.

Some rest After a while, Fanning's exhausted inspiration recovered a lot after using the gifting ability several times in a row.

Xilan also went out once on the pretext of having a meal nearby - in fact, she was free, so she said it casually, and the police on duty said "Oh".

She was very familiar with this area. It took her five minutes to walk to the newsstand with a public phone. According to Fanning's instructions, she called No. 43, Kesden Street, East Mecklen District, and then returned to the police station to continue waiting.

It was ten o'clock in the morning, more than seven hours after the police were called.

Fanning's When the door was pushed open again, he saw two new faces, and a group of policemen waiting in the corridor outside while the door was opened and closed briefly.

One of them was also wearing a police uniform. Although Fanning didn't understand the rank pattern on the shoulder strap, it was obviously more complicated and of a higher rank. Fanning even guessed that he was higher than the chief of the police station in this neighborhood.

But this police officer only sat in the second seat.

The man sitting opposite him looked much younger than the police officer next to him who had a bitter and vengeful expression and looked like a leader.

"Meyers Benjamin." The man's voice had a strong nasal tone and he gave his name directly.

Fanning looked at Benjamin, who was wearing a gray windbreaker, white gloves, a silver-gray soft felt hat, a broad forehead, cold eyes, and a dark red pipe in his hand.

Here he is, finally meeting someone from the Special Patrol Office.

He had expected it.

"Mr. Fanning, three questions, and you can leave after you finish them." Benjamin spoke briefly.

"Mr. Benjamin, please go ahead. "Fan Ning looked at him.

"First, are you a knowledgeable person?"

Would I be so direct?

The answer is yes or no? Or "I don't understand what you are talking about"?

Should the expression management be embarrassing, confused, or calm?

At this moment, Fan Ning was obviously a little caught off guard.