Thriller Paradise Chapter 807: Rebuttal

"What did you say?" Sheriff Li frowned immediately and said sternly, "Where are you supposed to be here?" He slapped the pen on the table, tapped his finger on the table and said, "I'll take you Where are the handcuffs...Is it asking you to tell the story?"

"What? Police officer, are you in a hurry to get off work?" Feng Bujue said, "Anyway, after taking the transcript for me, we have to go to the hospital to check (whether we carry infectious diseases and whether we have a history of drug use), and wait for the result. Only after you come out can you be sent to the detention center... This goes back and forth, and you can't go back until dawn." He raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling, "Hehe...I think you should have plenty of time."

"I said that your kid always eats and cooks..." Sheriff Li stared at Brother Jue and said, "You are more familiar with our case-handling process than the few newbies I brought!"

"I repeat..." Feng Bujue replied calmly, "I...so far, have no criminal record."

Sergeant Li didn’t eat dry food either. The second time he heard this, he heard something: "Haha...that is..." He paused for half a second, "You may not be there." "Criminal' right?" He sneered, "Besides...no criminal record, doesn't it mean you haven't been in the game?" He subconsciously looked around, "I'll just say... your kid just opened his mouth. Ask me if I’m new here? You don’t look at the siren, you look at the face, right?"

"That's not..." Feng Bujue shook his head, "Your bureau's personnel transfers are quite frequent, and I haven't been invited as a guest for quite a while recently, not every face can be recognized. ...For example, the old Zhang in the concierge has recently changed his appearance as a new apprentice..."

Slap——

Sergeant Li stood up as soon as he slapped the table, and squeezed Feng Bujue's collar and said, "I advise you to figure out the current situation!"

"I know the situation ‘now’ very well." Feng Bujue was also calm and calm when he was caught by the collar. "That’s why I have no fear~" He tilted his head and looked at the camera probe in the corner of the ceiling. "As far as I know, after 2030, the composition of police personnel in City S has been basically finalized-90% of the police academy graduates, plus 9% of personnel from the military and other government agencies. Special recruitment from the society The number of personnel is less than 1%...Compared with the complex personnel structure of the past, the overall quality of the police force has improved a lot. In terms of discipline and regulation...it is also very reassuring. As for the end of the last century, the overall quality of the police force has been improved a lot. This is a phenomenon in which prisoners are beaten and scolded at will, even for the sake of handicap. "Now" it sounds like a fantasy story."

When Brother Jue said this. Sheriff Li has released his hand, but still looks at him angrily.

"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled, "I know, it is getting more and more difficult for you to enforce the law. Let people go according to the principle of presumption of innocence." He shrugged, "It's true...some social scum is owed, and the'court system' has disadvantages and advantages, but it will be more helpless if we discuss this topic in depth... To reality. Sit down and talk calmly."

When Brother Jue was speaking, Chief Li looked into his eyes, but he couldn't catch the slightest timidity. The sheriff understands... Even if it is a habitual offender who often enters the bureau, under the arrogance on the surface, it is "virtual" in his heart. And Jue's eyes at the moment generally represent two situations-the first. He did not commit a crime; secondly, he believed that he would never be punished by law.

The former situation shows that Feng Bujue is innocent; the latter... shows that he has a certain "background". Of course, there is another possibility... this person is a lunatic with a mental disorder.

"Huh..." Sheriff Li sat down again and lit a cigarette for himself. After exhaling a breath, he answered, "You tell me... I'll listen to you tell a story."

He didn't lift the pen, but the cigarette. Obviously, when the word "female ghost" came up. He doesn't need to do any more written records. But since the person concerned insists on telling such a story based on supernatural theory, it doesn't hurt to listen to it.

"Police officer, how do you call it?" Feng Bujue asked with a smile when he saw the other person sitting down.

"The last name is Li." Inspector Li replied.

"Officer Li." Feng Bujue said, "Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

"I believe what I saw with my own eyes." Sheriff Li's answer was astute.

"Heh... okay." Feng Bujue smiled indifferently, "Actually...Most ghosts wandering in the world are nothing terrible. Ordinary people can't see them, and they can't treat our world. What kind of intervention is caused. Most of them can't maintain their own existence... During the day. They are in an invisible and unconscious state. The time when they can be transformed into'visible ghosts' is from midnight to early morning every day. Three o’clock for three hours. And even during this time, their spirits are “bound” in a certain area... For example, the cemetery where they died, the place where they lost their lives, or the places they used to go to before death. ...In short, it is impossible for ghosts to run around the world to harm people."

"As expected of a novelist, he made up something like that." Sheriff Li replied nonchalantly. When filling in the information, he already knew the occupation of Brother Jue, so he had this answer.

Feng Bujue ignored Chief Li’s irony and continued: "The one I met today is not the same as a normal ghost..."

"Hehe...really?" Sheriff Li took another cigarette, "You can see that at a loss?"

Feng Bujue's attitude is still very calm. He said to himself: "Those ghosts that are stuck in the world and cannot die are generally wishes, and'wishes are roughly divided into two situations... One is that they still have nostalgia for certain people or things before their lives, and the other This kind of... is that there is hatred or resentment that has not disappeared..." He paused for a second, and then said, "There are many reasons for resentment, such as... the person who killed this ghost has not been punished due to it, or The wicked who once insulted this ghost have not received any retribution, etc. You must have seen horror novels or horror movies. I will not enumerate the specific plots one by one."

"I have read a lot of mystery novels, how about you come to talk about the case?" Inspector Li replied.

Feng Bujue still ignored his interference, and then said: "The chance of feminine ghosts is higher than that of men. Because they are more emotional, many things are not easy to let go." His tone changed slightly, "If there is a woman. Yu She died of death in the dark, with a red dress that is prone to provocative resentment on her body, then what will she become... You should guess it without me saying."

"Fur—" Sheriff Li spit out his cigarette, "What did you meet today?"

"To be precise, I met yesterday." Feng Bujue corrected, "It's past midnight now."

"Go on." Sheriff Li bounced cigarette ashes on the ground next to him.

"According to the "Tibetan Sutra of Death", a person's soul will return to visit on the seventh day after his death..." Feng Bujue continued. "This night, whether it is a wicked ghost or a lonely ghost, it will have considerable mana..."

"Wait...why is this?" It may be due to the effect of nicotine. Sheriff Li seemed to be gradually attracted by the topic of Brother Jue and became interested.

"Because many people believe in the term'first seven', especially we Chinese... Regardless of whether they admit it on the surface or not, most people have a faint illusion about these superstitions in their hearts. "Feng Bujue replied, "You have to know... the act of'belief' is itself a kind of'power'. The body of many'urban legends' are just some magical spirits. But things have spread widely. There are more people who believe...They become stronger and stronger. This is the so-called'power of faith'... Theoretically speaking,'God' is the ultimate manifestation of this power."

"Huh..." Sheriff Li scoffed at this, "I still believe in Marxism. Why didn't I see the old horse turned into a monster and came out to eat people?"

"Are you sure?" Feng Bujue showed a weird smile.

Inspector Li's expression changed.

"Perhaps, as early as many years ago.'It' has become something with entities, and there is more than one... It has been around to this day, devouring countless lives. And it has a lot of faith in other'beliefs' Repulsion has also been manifested in very extreme forms..." Feng Bujue continued.

"Enough!" Sheriff Li interrupted him, "Monsters confuse the crowd."

"There is no'people' here, only you, and you brought up this example yourself." Feng Bujue said, "You have to think that I'm talking nonsense, just when I fart." He didn't wait. Inspector Li said anything more and took the initiative to return to the previous topic. "Anyway... what I met today was a woman in red who came back to take revenge on her'first seven' night... According to what she said, she was killed in that market."

"Heh..." Sheriff Li laughed, "'According to what she said'?" He repeated the words of Brother Jue again, "Can you still talk to ghosts?"

"Of course I can." Feng Bujue replied, "I am quite sure of that."

"Then you mean...what did she tell you?" Sheriff Li asked again.

"In fact, I didn't say much, probably that is... the owner of the antique shop, that is, the'wounded' in this case. Because he was rejected from pursuing her during his lifetime, he became so angry that he deliberately drove her to death. But Afterwards, the boss got out of touch, and it was directly an accident. He came out of the bureau in only two days. It is estimated that... At the end, he was sentenced to probation at most, and there was no need to go to jail. She had no choice but to spend the first seven days. Heaven do it yourself..." Feng Bujue replied, "As for the details, I really can't ask... Ordinary earth bound spirits are more reasonable. Some don't even know that they are ghosts. But Li ghosts are different... Although they know exactly what they are, they are in a daze. Most of them are difficult to communicate and are very aggressive," he said helplessly, "After I struggled to subdue the female ghost, she only contained it. I said these vaguely."

"Shenma?" Hearing this, Chief Li became more and more sure that the kid in front of him was neurotic/mentally ill. "Are you still fighting a female ghost?"

"Yes." Feng Bujue answered nonchalantly, and gave a relevant explanation, "What about ghosts... it creates a'ghost realm', and most of them are scared to death by illusions. Some people were killed by the'illusion attack'. Anyway, the brain thinks that he is dead, that is dead." He pointed to himself with his thumb, "It is different for people who have already awakened spiritual consciousness like me. When I face hallucinations, His mental endurance will not be reduced by ghosts, and he can come into contact with ghosts." He shrugged, "Like that kind of female ghost. Even if there are three or four, I will be fine."

"~" Sheriff Li was really dumbfounded, "I can't tell..." He looked up and down Brother Jue again, "You are not only a novelist, but also a master of ghost catchers."

"You think I'm mentally ill, right?" Feng Bujue asked after seeing the other's reaction.

"I think? Huh..." Sheriff Li snorted coldly, "I think...it's like this..." He paused for a moment, and narrated, "You are not so famous. Not very rich novelist. Due to financial constraints, you started the idea of ​​stealing the antique shop. So. At 11:30 last night, you ran to the door of the flower and bird market, looked around the street for a while, and then I just climbed over the wall and climbed in when the doorman's security was not paying attention..."

"Wait." Feng Bujue said, "If I plan to burglary at night...what about the tools of the crime?" He lifted his handcuffed hands. "Should I tear open the rolling door with my bare hands?" "

Faced with the doubts raised by Feng Bujue, Inspector Li replied fluently: "From the surveillance video, you really didn't bring crime tools. You can't hide the big pliers..." He said. One turn. "But...Since it is a planned crime, is it possible...that you ‘hid the tools of crime somewhere in the market during the day’?"

"Um...good hypothesis." Feng Bujue felt that the other party's reasoning was very logical and could not be refuted for the time being.

"It's not your turn to comment." Sheriff Li replied irritably, and continued reasoning, "After you entered the flower and bird market, you went straight to the antique shop. Just when you tried to break the door At the time, I didn’t expect... the owner of that store just drove out from the side alley..."

"The flower and bird market usually closes around 6 o'clock in the afternoon. Even in summer, it will never exceed 7 o'clock." Feng Bujue interrupted again, "At this point close to midnight, how could the boss just happen to Drive home?"

"Mid-month inventory." Sheriff Li said almost without hesitation. It seems that he had already guessed what kind of questions Jue would ask to refute himself, "The main merchandise of that antique shop is not antique calligraphy and painting. It’s jade-like things. Those jade is large in quantity and variety... It is naturally easier to be lost and stolen than large antiques. It is not surprising to count two or three times a month, and it must be carefully counted. This has to be done. It takes a long time."

"Uh..." Brother Jue suddenly discovered that the other party's reasoning is really difficult without any loopholes. "It's a professional... it can be explained logically..."

"You were caught by your boss, and when you were in a panic, you used it as a tool to beat him to death." Sheriff Li's words continued, "But after you regained your rationality, you regret it... Killing is worth your life. You are a wise man after planning a crime... Weighing the pros and cons. You decide to call the police and call an ambulance. While the person is still breathing, plus the plot of surrendering, maybe he and you are still saved. "

"Assuming you are all right..." Feng Bujue was silent for a moment after listening to the other party's reasoning, and then asked, "Then why should I tell you stories about ghosts?"

"Yes...Fur--" Sheriff Li took another cigarette, "This... From a logical point of view, it is difficult to find the answer. All I can think of is... Maybe you have schizophrenia, Or some other mental illness. After being stimulated, your second personality appears. And this personality firmly believes in what you call a set of'ghost theory'."

"Haha... it seems reasonable." Feng Bujue still smiled lightly.

"I have seen some examples of mental problems in the writer industry, and this possibility cannot be ruled out." Sheriff Li said here. He cleared his throat, "Okay, let's get back to business..." He threw the cigarette **** on the ground and trampled it out, "If you are really smart, I will give you two choices..." He raised his index finger, "First, let you He’s "another personality" comes out, and honestly explain the problem. If the wounded person in the end is dead, he can also defend against the "manslaughter"." He raised his **** again, "Second, whether you are crazy or not, You act according to'crazy', as long as the result of the psychiatric evaluation is that you are sick, you don’t have to go to jail... at least you won’t go to jail with ordinary people."

"Um..." Feng Bujue nodded, "Yes..." He looked up at Sheriff Li, "Li Zhiyuan, you are very good."

As soon as this statement came out, Li Zhiyuan's expression changed abruptly: "How do you know my name?"

He clearly remembered that he only said that his surname was Li, but he did not give his full name.

"You are a talent, and you had the opportunity to be a good policeman." Feng Bujue spoke as he took off the handcuffs from his hands.

Li Zhiyuan was shocked to find that the handcuffs Feng Bujue was wearing at this moment had turned into a rusty, scrap-shaped state.

"It's a pity..." Brother Jue said, standing up, "...you took a wrong step."

"What do you want to do?" Li Zhiyuan stood up suddenly from the chair. Although he didn't wear a gun at the moment, he was absolutely confident to beat ordinary people in hand-to-hand combat.

Brother Jue ignored his question, and went on to say: "And this step... directly ruined your life."

"You said..." At this moment, Li Zhiyuan's pupils contracted and his whole body was cold, "...what..."

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"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

"You can't go back until dawn~IndoMTL.com~I know the current situation very well."

"Can you still talk to ghosts?"

"Of course I can. I'm pretty sure about that."

"The general earthbound spirits are more sensible, and some don't even know that they are ghosts."

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"You seem to have forgotten that woman's case." Feng Bujue paced slowly around the other party, and the laziness and randomness in his expression had become calm and awe-inspiring, "but you are subconsciously... Still on the side of the'shopkeeper'."

"Who are you?" Li Zhiyuan retreated to the wall unconsciously, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm Feng Bujue, haven't you asked?" Feng Bujue replied, "What am I talking about... of course it is the last case you handled before you died." If you like it For this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.