"If you like going through the process so much, why didn't you just walk a little longer when there was such a big mess tonight?"

Ai Qing's tone was full of mockery. She had long been aware of the local distrust of the Astronomical Society: "It doesn't matter. You can understand if you put yourself in someone else's shoes. Who would like a crippled woman under twenty years old to point fingers at her head?"

Woolen cloth?"

"..."

The middle-aged man could only smile with a grimace, and then scolded the idiots above.

After asking the people at the scene to buy hot coffee for herself, Ai Qing frowned and took a sip, then threw it aside in disgust.

"Instant."

"It's too late, I can't buy the one you want..."

"Okay, stop pretending to be miserable."

Ai Qing glanced at him disinterestedly and tapped the screen: "There wasn't much surveillance at the time of the crime, but there was always one before, right? When the first body was found, who reported the case?"

Soon, the image at the gate on the screen quickly regressed, and finally settled on a young man with messy hair.

On the screen, he turned back and glanced at the police station behind him, revealing his face.

In silence, Ai Qing bit her finger and said nothing.

"Tsk..."

As if it was a hallucination, the middle-aged man heard her extremely unhappy voice.

.

.

The morning after a heavy rain.

I could vaguely hear the birds chirping outside the window, and smell the fragrance of grass and trees blowing through the gap between the windows. After a night of nightmares, Huai Shi finally woke up from the long-lost happy dream of a fat house.

open one's eyes.

Then I saw the black muzzle of the gun.

Soldiers wearing body armor, face coverings, and armed to the teeth had filled the room, aiming their long guns and short cannons at his face.

"Brother, don't shoot, we are one of our own..."

Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, swallowed, and slowly raised his hands.

Who the hell is one of your own.jpg

Although the leading brother did not speak, his eyes revealed outright disgust. Immediately afterwards, Huaishi felt someone stabbing her neck.

Then, everything went dark and he didn't know anything anymore...

.

"Name."

"Huai Shi..."

"age."

"Seventeen..."

In the interrogation room, Huai Shi, who was handcuffed on a chair, wilted and lowered her head, wondering in her mind whether this damn place also wanted to recruit cowherds.

What the hell!

What's going on?

How can this be done?

Huai Shi felt that her face had turned into a classic emoticon display screen, and finally turned into a black question mark that was too thick to be removed.jpg.

What the hell?

The group of people changed several times, and the questions were repeated several times. They asked him where he did what he did yesterday, who he was, and what evil forces were behind him.

It was as if he regarded Huai Shi as some extremely vicious sinner.

The interrogators took turns, changing from a solo to a team, using coercion and inducement, good cops and bad cops, and all kinds of torture techniques and popular science deterrence that made people invisible...

Huai Shi almost collapsed in the end.

"Heroes, please give me a good time." Huaishi lay on the table with tears in her eyes: "I have recruited, I have recruited everything, but at least you can tell me what I have done? I am a good citizen, really a good citizen,

Yesterday I saw the murder scene and called the police! You can't accuse me unjustly..."

Behind the one-way mirror.

Ai Qing watched the whole process expressionlessly. She didn't speak until the middle-aged man in charge became impatient and waved his hand to be served by Da Xing.

"If it really involves border relics, I'm afraid he won't be able to say anything even if you torture him. Besides, you can't tell whether what he said is true or false, right?"

"But we only have this clue at hand..." The middle-aged man was helpless, "What should we do?"

Ai Qing shook her head, took out her mobile phone, opened the address book, and finally found a number: "Although there are not many locally registered sublimators, there are also many who are willing to cooperate with the authorities. However, due to the delay in your internal process, the case occurred

, do you understand whether Tianwen will bear the employment costs?"

"I understand." The middle-aged man sighed, "It's only the middle of the year, and I still have more than half of the budget. I'll double it for you, okay?"

The call was dialed.

Ai Qing asked bluntly: "Special Affairs Department, fifteen minutes, okay?"

Soon, the phone was hung up.

Fifteen minutes later, someone was brought in by the guard. It was obviously not the first time. He greeted Ai Qing familiarly: "Ms. Ai, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why don't you come to my place to sit for a while?"

"Too dirty."

Ai Qing stuffed a file with an expressionless face and pointed at the young man lying on the table behind the one-way mirror, shouting that he wanted to reveal the news on Weibo: "Can you make him speak?"

"a piece of cake."

The visitor grinned, flipped his hair, and pushed the door open.

But when he saw Huai Shi's face clearly, he was stunned.

Huai Shi was also dumbfounded.

"Wait, why is it you?"

He looked at the door in astonishment at the first brother Cowherd who had taught him to know the rules, and shouted angrily to the outside: "I understand, you are all in the same fucking group! And they said you don't want Cowherds here!"

I just didn’t sell myself, what does that matter to you?”

In the awkward silence, there was only the young man's roar of grief and anger:
Chapter completed!