After seeing Xin Ye walk into Motai's gallery with his own eyes, Fan Meng dialed Yuan Youliao's phone. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, you're dead." On the other end of the phone, Yuan Youliao seemed to have read Fan Meng's thoughts at the moment.

"He's a superpower."

"I said he was a long time ago, you have to not listen, you have to confirm it yourself before you die."

On the other end of the phone, Yuan Youliao began to chatter again.

"Although your suggestion confirms our suspicions, I feel particularly uncomfortable right now." Fan Meng's mood was a little low.

"Don't express your feelings yet, let me ask you, did that Xin Ye go to the gallery to take Motai to the police station?"

From Yuan Youliao's tone, Fan Meng felt that he was perceiving everything, but when he looked up, he couldn't find the place where Yuan Youliao was hiding and shooting.

"Where are you?" Fan Meng asked casually while looking around.

"Don't worry about it, I'm where I belong. However, in a moment, will you go with them to the police station? Yuan Youliao brought the topic back to the events he cared about.

"I should be in the darkroom as an accompanying interrogator."

"Okay, I know, then you get busy first, I'll hang up."

After speaking, the sound of "beep" disconnection on the other end of the phone had already sounded.

Before Shin Ye was ushered into the gallery's office by his secretary Lara, Motai had not recovered from his chagrin.

Mo Tai kept complaining to himself in his heart, how could he take it so lightly, although he had lived alone in this world for so many years as a superpowered person with the ability to assist in memories. However, how can you forget, you are not the only one in this world who has the ability to transmit this memory.

Especially in the alien control base, it is easy to find a similar person with the same superpowers.

The moment he picked up the pen, Mo Tai clearly felt that a man who looked like a butcher appeared in his mind very clearly.

"See me? I've seen you. ”

The man's enigmatic smile made Motai shudder to this day.

In this way, the section chief of the extraterrestrial investigation department easily identified the identity of his superpower without much effort.

Thinking of this, Mo Tai angrily swept all the office supplies on the table to the ground.

Unfortunately, Xin Ye, who entered the door, happened to encounter such an out-of-control scene.

Lara screamed in fright at what she saw.

"Boss, are you alright?" With that, Lara gave Motel a worried look, and then hurriedly leaned over to clean up the office supplies scattered all over the place.

Seeing that it was Xin Ye who had seen him before, Mo Tai hurriedly tidied up his somewhat disheveled hair, and quickly transformed into a confident appearance.

"Hello, Detective Xinye. Long time no see. ”

Looking at Mo Tai in front of him, who quickly disguised himself as if nothing had happened, Xin Ye responded lightly: "Long time no see, Mr. Mo Tai." ”

"Is there something you're here for?" Motel leaned back in his chair and lowered his head and lit a cigar.

"I think the reporters downstairs should have told you in various news media." Xin Ye stared at Mo Tai coldly.

"I never watch the news. Because I think the news is all about confusing the public. Motel spun his chair and smiled in response.

"Oh, yes. Indeed, in order to help Mr. Motai clear his name as soon as possible, we have decided to invite you to the police station for transcription and correction of the suspect. After speaking, Xin Ye glanced at the office supplies that were swept all over the ground by Motel, the exquisite packaging box and the fountain pen lying next to it, and instantly entered Xin Ye's sight.

"Have you caught someone who slandered me?" Motai noticed that Xin Ye's eyes were fixed on the fountain pen, and hurriedly started the topic and asked.

Xin Ye smiled and nodded: "Of course." ”

"Yes, who is it?"

"You'll know when you get to the police station, please, Mr. Motel."

With that, Xin Ye moved out of the aisle at the door.

Although Mo Tai pretended to be calm on the surface, he knew that since the police had found him to go to the police station to investigate, Zou Miao would definitely not be left behind.

I hope that Zou Miao's coward doesn't cause trouble for himself, Mo Tai prayed silently in his heart.

"It turns out that you police officers also listen to soft music." Sitting in the police car, Motel quipped.

"Otherwise, what kind of music do you think we're better suited to?" Xin Ye responded with a smile.

"I thought you were only going to listen to music that sounds righteous."

"Haha, as long as it's not righteous and awe-inspiring, it's not enough to match the image, is it?"

As he spoke, the police car arrived at the entrance of the police station.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, when I got out of the car, Mo Tai saw Zou Miao, who was also taken out of the car.

"Yo, we are really an invincible match in the world, you see, the time to get off the bus is so accurate." The fat man said triumphantly.

Xin Ye observed that after getting out of the car, only Zou Miao looked at Mo Tai timidly, but Mo Tai completely ignored Zou Miao, the "great benefactor" who walked by.

"Don't you think this Motai seems to be holding Zou Miao in his hand."

Back in the office, the fat man Zhang first said what he thought.

"Well, I also think Zou Miao seems to be scared in her heart." Xin Ye nodded in agreement.

"Well, where are you going to find a breakthrough?"

As soon as Fat Zhang's words fell, the phone above Xin Ye's desk rang.

"Hello, this is the Criminal Investigation Division."

"Hello, uncle. I'm Zou Qianqian, and I've called you before. ”

"Hello, Qianqian. How can we help you? Xin Ye said gently.

The fat man Zhang leaned close to the microphone, curious about what explosive news the girl was going to say.

"Have you started interrogating my father?" Zou Qianqian's mood was obviously a little low.

"Not yet." was asked by the child on the phone, Xin Ye's heart was also very uncomfortable.

"Is it okay if I want to meet my dad alone?" Zou Qianqian pleaded.

Xin Ye was very confused, what was going on today, why there were people around him who were affectionately begging him to violate discipline again and again, and they were all begging him to make some embarrassing promises.

"Perhaps, this is the last time my dad and I will be up close to each other." On the other end of the phone, Zou Qianqian's voice had begun to tremble.

Xin Ye hesitated, and he suddenly felt that the heart of the thin body on the other end of the phone was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

The child's heart may know that if he takes this step, he may never look back.

"Where are you now?" Xin Ye asked with concern.

"School." Zou Qianqian replied very simply.

"Okay, then you go back to the classroom first, and I'll ask my colleague to pick you up later." Xin Ye replied firmly.

"yes, okay."