Chapter One Thousand and Seventeen

Unconsciously, time passed in a hurry, Qing rolled up his sleeves and looked at the time on his watch, it was already half past six in the morning, if it was normal to walk to school, then this point should be acted quickly, on the one hand, it was necessary for work, and on the other hand, there were also some affairs to be dealt with in the morning. Thinking like this, he got up and knocked on the door, and made a fuss to ask them to release them according to the original plan, because Mordred was going to send back the news an hour ago, and he was 100% sure that he would get out this time!

And at this time, the door opened, and Officer Tsuchiya walked in with tired dark circles under his eyes, his hair was messy, and the whole person was in a drooping and elongated posture, no matter how you look at it, the mental state is three cuts worse than last night, almost giving people a state that will lie down after a little stimulation, it is estimated that it is a high-intensity work state that has stayed up all night and refused to rest to form this look, from this it can be seen that Xiao Mo's action is very successful, but I am very sorry for the officers who stick to this post.

"Well, don't die suddenly with me, I can't afford this responsibility." Qing sent the chair in hand to the earthen house, and the officer also sat down unceremoniously, looking up at the sky and yawning long, "Hmm~~ How do you say it?" ~Forgot, I feel like my brain doesn't listen to me anymore~" He slapped his face vigorously and forced him to wake up, "Ahem! This time I'm here to thank you, according to the information you provided, our police did have some good new progress last night, although the clues are still vague, but at least no longer clueless! Therefore, after the proposal of our team members and the discussion of the whole team, we have decided to temporarily release you from detention. “

'Spiritual magic worked! Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, relying on these little tricks to spread the subconscious hint of innocence, and sure enough, these people who fell for the hint intentionally or unintentionally became the side of favoritism, and someone could talk about things to turn around, and finally got this result! But I didn't expect the effect of hints to come so quickly, generally speaking, hints will only work when the time is ripe and the spirit is weak, and combined with the state of the police officer in front of him, the answer is actually very straightforward.

"You can finally let me go, I said I wasn't a murderer." Qing formalized while complaining while walking out of this high-end version of the detention cell, as a wronged person who was arrested for no reason, this kind of complaining is an essential process, although this will be regarded as a verbose guy, but this can also greatly reduce the probability of being suspected again, if you want to behave more annoyingly, annoying, like a guy full of thorns, then the probability can be lower.

Sent out of the police station by Officer Tsuchiya, the refreshing sun shone on his face, breathing in the fresh air of the morning, and suddenly everything had a new feeling, Qing turned around and looked at the police station that had locked him up all night, it was the first time he was treated in this kind of prison, he was imprisoned as a murderer in this place even though he didn't kill anyone, even though he really couldn't be called innocent, but this experience was really full of resentment, and he was inexplicably back to the black pot.

"You can go." Tsuchiya reminded that at the moment, the man with a scruffy beard really didn't look like a policeman, and he looked like a criminal in a subtle way. Qing nodded silently, "I really should go." But before I go, I want to warn you that you may not understand what I'm saying, that you are in danger at this moment, just like those cases you know, that murderer is dangerous, remember to be more careful, and die for no other reason. “