131, Ghost Express (4)

"Huh? Still shaking hands, why? The female police officer finally couldn't help but speak.

"Nature is useful, you just do it." Li Jianfei pushed back a little impatiently.

The female police officer stuck out her tongue and turned to leave, I looked at Li Jianfei with a smile, Li Jianfei realized that he seemed to be a little too anxious just now, and couldn't help laughing.

"This is like a captain, the hippie smiling face in front of our Xiaoxue every day is really damaging to the image." Kong Jiahang joined the ranks of ridicule in a timely manner.

Lin Haoran and I burst out laughing, and the tension of the whole day was dissolved in an instant.

The female police officer entered the interrogation room, sat in front of the girl, and chatted with her, and after a while, the female police officer took the initiative to shake hands with the girl, and I also saw the girl's true psychology, she was an ordinary student, and she saw this store on the Internet, and she thought the name was interesting, so she clicked in and looked at it, and bought a backpack in this store, but what she didn't expect was that when the courier arrived, it took her mother's life, because it was her mother's name when the courier was signed.

I sighed, I really don't know what she would think and do if she knew that it was her own delivery and took away her mother.

I shook my head and walked out the door, the other three followed, and we entered the second inquiry room.

Looking at the boy who was sitting there a little too quiet, I had a feeling that I couldn't speak, and in the end, Lin Haoran gave an accurate answer "Literary Youth".

I looked at him amusedly, "Is it a fan that only literary and artistic youths can have?" ”

"Well, that's what it feels like." Lin Haoran raised the corners of his mouth.

"This kid has a ghost." I looked at the glass and whispered.

"Ghosts? What the heck? Li Jian immediately became nervous.

"The ghost in my heart is a selfish ghost to be exact." I replied lightly.

"See what?" Li Jianfei looked at me in understanding.

"I want to talk to him." I also turned my head to look at Li Jianfei

"Okay, I'll go with you." Li Jianfei immediately pulled me over.

Sitting in the chair, I just looked at him quietly, and Li Jianfei began to ask.

"Name."

"Pan Leqiang."

"Age."

"27 years old."

"Occupation."

"Unemployed."

"Unemployed?" Li Jianfei looked up at him.

"Yes, unemployed, I'm a music producer, an Internet singer, so. Nothing to do. Pan Leqiang looked at Li Jianfei a little nervously.

"Tell me about yourself." Li Jianfei raised his eyebrows.

"Me? What do I have to say, I have nothing to say, but you guys, why did you bring me here? Am I committing something? Pan Leqiang pretended to be calm and looked at us.

"What do you want to do?" I amusefully caught the hole in his words.

"I didn't do anything. I didn't say what I was doing. Pan Leqiang immediately became nervous, and moved his body sitting on the chair uneasily.

"You're an internet singer, aren't you? If you've ever published a work, can you sing me a couple of sentences? I squinted at him.

"Huh? Oh, I've had a bad throat for the past two days, so. Excuse me. Pan Leqiang turned his gaze away and did not look directly at me.

"Hmm...... Is it because your voice has been bad for the past two days, or has your voice always been like this? I pressed him.

"This, that's it, just these two days." Pan Leqiang stammered.

I laughed, this kid is quite innocent, but his mind makes me feel terrible, thinking of this I put away my smile and look up at him again.

"Can you ask, are you the only one in your house? What was that magic music device you bought at the ghost online store for? I asked coldly.

"Me. I also have a younger brother, and that thing was bought for him to play with. Pan Leqiang moved his body restlessly.

"What's your brother's name?" Li Jianfei had already seen his uneasiness and knew that something must be wrong with this kid.

"Pan Lele." Pan Leqiang swallowed.

"The one who died was Pan Lele, and the thing was bought for him, can you sue me, why do you want him to die so much?" When I heard this, I stood up, walked behind him, and whispered in his ear.

Pan Leqiang was frightened by my question, and he turned his head to look at me with wide eyes, as if he had seen some terrible monster. I just looked at him coldly with the corners of my mouth raised, "You, you ......"

"Don't be afraid, you just hate him because he's a fool, aren't you? But have you ever thought about it? If you lose him, you're a musician at best, and the singer-songwriter doesn't have anything to do with you. I said coldly what was on his mind.

"I can sing it myself." Pan Leqiang reluctantly said this.

"Your voice is not good, and the effect of your voice is not good, Coke is different, he has a good voice. So that's what you hate about him the most, and besides, what I want to know is, is he born a fool? Probably not, right? "I stared at him tightly, his eyes kept changing, and now his mind was very messy, very messy.

"What do you mean, he's a fool." Under my strong offensive, Pan Leqiang stood up and shouted loudly with some emotion, but was pressed back by Li Jianfei.

"Pan Leqiang, comparison, jealousy can often make a person lose his nature and lose himself, the instrument you ordered online is not really to make Lele happy, you must have filled in something on it, he died, so are you happy now? Happy? Have you ever thought that if the song you use Lele's voice to make is popular in the future, if you want to face the audience, you can sing it? I looked at him coldly, and his panic made me not sympathetic at all.

"He's just a fool, since I was sensible, he has been pampered much more than me, everyone likes him, God has eyes, and finally made him a fool, but he still doesn't let me go, I still have to take care of him, give him food and drink, the only thing he can do for me is to sing with me, and that's all." Pan Leqiang's psychological defense line completely collapsed.

"Pan Lele is a natural singer, his voice is very pure and dynamic, but how could he be a fool?" I bent down to make eye contact with him.

"I didn't, it was an accident, I stepped on the air and rolled down the stairs, it has nothing to do with me." Pan Leqiang looked at me vigilantly.

"The rest is your business." I walked up to Li Jianfei and patted him on the shoulder.

When I opened the door of the inquiry room, I turned my head to look at Pan Leqiang, who was looking at me, and said with a sneer: "Pan Leqiang, do you believe in ghosts?" It's in your heart. (To be continued.) )

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