"You're a policeman? No, you're not, I can smell the smell of the strip three streets away, you're not the strip, who are you, why are you arresting me? For the treasure? God's mud can't be used by anyone but me, there's no other way, don't bother in vain." ”

Frye did seem calm, at least showing an IQ commensurate with his age, which made Zhang Jinyang feel that the conversation was easier.

"Treasure? It's best if no one uses it, at least it won't happen to watch you rob it, which is good for social harmony. Are you ready to face indictment? You'll be sentenced to at least 200 years for these charges, and if you were transferred to Connecticut, where the death penalty is still being carried out, you'd be hanged. ”

"Don't scare me, you don't have evidence, God's mud won't have any reaction, the jury won't believe this ridiculous thing, you'd better let me go, I also have a lawyer. ”

"You seem proud to have a lawyer, but did we have some misunderstanding? I never said I was a police officer, and then, 'We don't need evidence,' isn't that the mantra you always use to attack the government? ”

Zhang Jinyang took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, patted the table, and made a gesture of goodbye.

"Wait, what is a free heart testimony, you don't need evidence, what's going on? Aren't you a government department? What about human rights? I want to see my lawyer!"

When Fry saw that Zhang Jinyang was leaving, he hurriedly stopped him, he didn't want to stay in prison for the rest of his life, although he would go inside from time to time, but he really didn't like the environment there.

"No lawyer, look at my mouth, no-have-lawyer-, understand? Mr. Luthor? Dr. Reed is an important scientist of national security, and anyone or anything that is unfavorable to him must be nipped in the bud, and you have been harassing him for nearly a month, and it is our dereliction of duty to catch you so late. ”

Zhang Jinyang sighed, put his hands on the table, and tilted his entire upper body towards Frye opposite, a fierce face was placed in front of Frye's eyes, and the huge sense of oppression frightened Frye's cold sweat visibly flowed down with the naked eye.

"Just because of you, an idiot who doesn't know what to call it, my whole year's bonus and vacation are all in vain!"

The sound of gritted teeth echoed through the room, and Frye threw his head back as hard as he could, no longer having the arrogance of the king of the world.

"Right...... I'm sorry I didn't know Mr. Reid was so important......"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry can't replace our role and it can't replace my bonus. Zhang Jinyang straightened his collar and replied expressionlessly, "Also, why are you harassing Dr. Reed? Don't tell me you're obsessed with Dr. Susan." ”

This is the main reason why Zhang Jinyang made this scene, he didn't know if Reed had done some experiment to attract evil, although he didn't find anything in the past few days of surveillance.

"I, I'm just a little jealous of him. ”

Frye replied dejectedly, this answer surprised Zhang Jinyang, but he felt that it might be true, so he sat down and watched the frustrated Frye make a listening gesture.

"I'm from Montana, it's a beautiful place, I've been a genius artist since I was a child, and any stone and clay can shine in my hands, inherited from my father.

But this society did not give me the corresponding return, my talent is not recognized, all the talents, I worked as a waiter, the guests are very satisfied, but the boss fired me, worked as a dock worker, worked very hard to complete the work, the boss is still not satisfied.

I've done a lot of work, but there are always people who are dissatisfied and get fired over and over again, but I'm doing a good job!

Look at Reed, he's good for nothing but doing his pointless experiments in the lab that no one can understand, why is he respected?

The great artist, the hand of God who holds the clay of God, should honor me as the king of the world, because I am the only one who holds the secret of God's creation!"

The more Frye spoke, the more excited he became, and he could see that he believed that he had suffered injustice in this world, that it was all the fault of the world, and that he had buried the birth of a great personality.

Another person who was hit by reality to the point of collapse.

He is no different from those who think they have been forced to go down the path of sin, complaining about others, jealous of the achievements of others but never facing up to themselves.

"So, how did this thing come about? Don't tell me you made it yourself, I'm sure you don't have such a good means. ”

Zhang Jinyang suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and continued to interrogate what he was interested in.

"I don't know, I mean I don't know how it came about, I found it in an abandoned warehouse, and it was full of Indian stuff, a lot of masks and totem poles and stuff.

I had been hungry for a few days, and the warehouse was out of date and was about to be auctioned off, and I wanted to look for anything of value, and I ended up breaking a skull, and the mud was inside.

I've seen many kinds of mud, and I dare say you don't know as much as I've seen, and it's still the most peculiar of all.

Once I used it to make a sculpture of a dog and I found that I could control that dog, and no one but me could shape it, and many times people saw that I valued it and wanted to take it away, but it was useless, no one but me could find it precious. ”

Freon heads up and looks superior, like a rooster after a triumphant courtship.

"Can you describe how you got in touch with God's Mud?"

"What else can I do?"

Fry's head was taller, and even his eyes were full of contempt.

"You lie, you have to know, I have a hundred ways (Zhang Jinyang almost said that he is a local) to tell if you are honest or not, and I don't borrow any tools, for which I have spent more than fifteen years of day and night training.

Mr. Luther, it's blood, that box is full of the smell of your rancid blood, how much blood do you need to pay to control a person?"

Zhang Jinyang listened to Fry's heartbeat through the vibration of his clothes, constantly controlling the oozing of sweat on his body, and the small movements hidden under the table could not escape his sight - this is all the credit of the radar.

Clenched teeth, throbbing corners of his eyes, one hand kept clenching into fists, sweat running down his back, disordered breathing, changing heartbeats, and the eye of the needle that was constantly being touched and located in the crook of the elbow, Zhang Jinyang guessed correctly, the person in front of him lost his value.

Looking at the silent Fry, Zhang Jinyang put on a poker face.

"I'm sorry to say, Mr. Luther, I've seen your work (Zhang Jinyang held up his mobile phone, it's a new product of Delu Shengnuo, the market price is 600 US dollars, the first generation of smartphones), look at these photos, your craftsmanship is exquisite.

Forgive me for using the word craft, they are good crafts, but they are not close to art, you are a good sculptor, and this should make you live well.

But you're obviously expecting what you don't deserve, you're too greedy.

Arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, except for unconditional gluttony and **** you have no money to go to restaurants and nightclubs - all the original sins you can commit you have violated, the clay of God?

By the way, your criminal code is called the puppet master, and you finally have a good knack for making clay golems. ”

Zhang Jinyang is not a Protestant, but since he wants to operate in a country where Protestants are the majority of people, he naturally has to have a rough understanding of these - he also has an identity as Buffyment, a cult leader.

I didn't expect it to be just such a ridiculous reason, but it was also a poor man, and although he committed crimes, they were all inconsequential crimes—mainly failures, and they didn't have a huge impact.

Ignoring the irritated and angry Frye behind him, Zhang Jinyang began to wait for what to do with this person, as well as this magical "God's Mud", he was very curious about this thing, but he couldn't observe it now, and he didn't really want to hand it over, if he really wanted to hand it over, it wouldn't necessarily fall into anyone's hands.