Chapter 983: The Truth
"Less garlic!" Qian Bin strangled the middle-aged man's neck hard, and the latter couldn't even breathe: "You honestly confess, the symptoms of evil, what happened at the moment, and the reason, one word less, hum, you know what the consequences are." β
The middle-aged man kicked his feet desperately, and finally Qian Bin let go of him, and he was covered in stinky sweat and helplessly let go of his shoulders and said, "What's the use of you asking me?" I...... I've said it all, I don't know what has happened since I got here. β
Qian Bin was about to ask, but Zhao Leng suddenly stopped him.
"Ask clearly, is this a symptom of 'evil spirit'? Ask him. Zhao Leng said.
Qian Bin grabbed the middle-aged man: "Ask you, reply." Is this a symptom of evil? β
The middle-aged man muttered, "Probably...... The whole person was dizzy, and he didn't have any memory at all......"
"Ask him, when did this begin?" Zhao Leng's eyes flashed.
"Do you hear that? I ask you, when did the evil begin? Qian Bin asked sharply.
The middle-aged man was so frightened that his face became more and more unsightly, and he said tremblingly; "Probably...... Probably after the power outage, something happened later, I ...... I don't know. β
Qian Bin bared his teeth and asked, but to no avail. This middle-aged man is very shrewd, and in any case, he directly throws it to the evil spirit. Even if you know that he is full of running trains, there is no way to deal with him.
"Senior...... I'm really out of line, this grandson is a cotton pants, his mouth is tight! Qian Bin complained.
Zhao Leng grinned in a rare way and smiled: "It seems that the truth is very close." β
"Where do you start?" Qian Bin was puzzled, and the interrogation did not go smoothly at all.
"Look." Zhao Leng pointed to the middle-aged man's forehead and said, "He is sweating profusely, and he is no longer calm compared to his calmness at the beginning." You must know that lies are bound to be full of contradictions, and if you grasp the contradictions and attack, any mistakes will be self-defeating. β
"Contradiction?" Qian Bin glanced at the middle-aged man and pursed his lips.
"You're asking him, if the power went out, that is, after 8:20, how do you explain that the events that happened before the evil, including the meeting with the person who invited him to the banquet, even forgot such important information, how is this going on?"
Qian Bin was stunned, and suddenly realized.
It turns out that the "evil spirit" who is indiscriminately filled with numbers can still fight against the army! He looked at the middle-aged man on the side with a cold face and asked, "Did you hear that?" You explain it to me! Why have you forgotten what happened before you fell into evil? β
The middle-aged man listened to the words of the two, his eyes widened, he gasped violently, and his face became even more ugly.
"Say, what are you talking about......" The middle-aged man turned his head: "I, I don't know......"
"What don't you know?" Qian Bin asked with a straight face: "You don't know what happened after the evil spirit?" Or do you not know how to prevaricate us? β
The middle-aged man was panting, his eyes were rolling, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I...... I don't know, my memory was so confusing...... I really don't know. β
Zhao Leng looked at him calmly, and suddenly asked: "You said that your memory is confused, do you mean that the time point of the evil is not eight twenty when the power is off, but much earlierβeven, it is to contact the person who invited you to make you evil?" β
When the man listened to Zhao Leng's words, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and nodded desperately: "That's right, that's right!" Or this police girl understands! That's it? Evil, the man must have put some kind of spell on me at that time to let me go to the banquet. β
Qian Bin pestled Zhao Leng as if complaining, and whispered, "What words did you give him?!" It's easy to have a flaw, and let him go back again! β
Zhao Leng smiled lightly, stood up, slowly came to the middle-aged man's side, squatted down, his eyes staring at the man's pupils: "Are you sure that's the case?" β
The middle-aged man nodded.
"Don't change your mind?" Zhao Leng asked again.
The man shook his head vigorously.
"Okay." Zhao Leng got up and said, "Then I'll ask you again." According to your testimony, the symptom of the state of evil is that the memory is vague and not credible, or even no memory, right? β
The middle-aged man nodded.
"In that case, your previous testimony would be very strange." Zhao Leng said: "Our side has a record of every word you say. If you think about it, if the time of your evil attack was before the feast, then what happened after the feast, you remember the situation very strangely. In particular, you can even remember specific times β like power outages. β
What the?
The man opened his eyes suddenly, and for a moment he was speechless, unable to say a word. It turned out that Zhao Leng was waiting for him here and deliberately left him a trap lock sleeve.
"I, I, I...... I, I ......" the middle-aged man was speechless.
Zhao Leng said again: "By the way, if you want to say that the situation of the evil spirit is not very reliable - after all, if this is the case, the moment you come into contact with the symptoms of the evil spirit, what you should do is not to continue to go to the banquet, but to face a group of strangers, question or even call the police." β
"Then Qian Bin, did anyone call the police during this period?" Zhao Leng turned around and asked.
Qian Bin couldn't hide the joy on his face, and said with a smile: "No." β
"That uncle." Zhao Leng looked at the middle-aged man again: "Did you question it after coming into contact with the evil spirit?" β
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, clenched his fists fiercely, and said, "Cocoa...... But...... You still can't explain...... Since it's not evil, why do people ...... like that?"
"Really?" Zhao sneered and asked, "Then if I explain it clearly, shouldn't you also tell me the truth?" β
The middle-aged man was stunned, and Zhao Leng added:
"After all, coercion is a light offense, but if it is an active offender who commits a spontaneous crime, it is difficult to say. The impact this time is very bad, uncle, you have to take care of your life. β
The man gritted his teeth, and Zhao Leng said:
"Help me take off the painting in the second frame at three o'clock."
Qian Bin stood up, but hesitated for a moment.
"That's ......" he looked up at the hanging painting, which was stained with blood on the wall and in the frame. Hardly a single part of the entire wall is intact, and the first thing that catches the eye after this incident, for some reason, is the strange frame in the room.
But this thing, Qian Bin probably didn't dare to touch it casually, because even he himself said that it was very evil here, especially the paintings.
"Don't worry, this one is fine." Zhao Liangliang swore an oath.
This one? Qian Bin muttered in his heart, but after looking at Zhao Leng's determined eyes, he still came to the bottom of the frame suspiciously, looking at the huge hanging painting in a daze.
There are all kinds of paintings hanging on the walls of the annex, but this one is not very peculiar, it is just an oil painting. Of course, Qian Bin can't see the likes and dislikes of the highland in terms of artistic achievements, but he has heard a lot of things and knows that this is probably an imitation.
The painting is quite large, about two meters wide, with a frame carved with delicate patterns, and the content of the painting is in a classic Greek style. Qian Bin glanced at it hurriedly, stood on tiptoe slightly, and happened to be able to reach the frame.
While leaning against the wall, he gently stroked the painting with one hand, silently reciting the prayers of various gods and Buddhas in his heart, turned his head to Qian Bin, and asked, "Is that it?" β
Zhao Leng smiled and said, "Use a little more force." β
As soon as the words fell, Qian Bin fell to the ground with a dog gnawing mud. It's not that he didn't stand firm, and it wasn't that the soles of his feet were smeared with oil, Qian Bin rubbed his head, he sat up, and he was knocked down by this painting.
"Now it's all about it." Zhao Leng clapped his hands.
"What's going on?" Qian Bin complained.
"Obviously, when you let go just now, you were leaning on that painting, a very simple little mechanism, and unfortunately, you happened to be leaning on the bearing of the frame, and there was no relay point, so you didn't just fly out with the painting."
Zhao Leng said with some schadenfreude.
Qian Bin fell for no reason, and his stomach was on fire, thinking that this was not what you instructed? Soon, however, he realized something was wrong.
The position of the painting has changed.
Zhao Leng also looked at this huge picture frame and said: "Although it is very simple to stay away, you can make a slide rail, and it is very simple to make these paintings in the room 'run', but there are probably very few people who can have the heart to figure it out." β
"So, the rumored supernatural event ......" Qian Bin rubbed his buttocks, remembering Lao Zhou's words.
"Rumors are rumors, but what the truth is is another matter." Zhao Leng said. "Curses, evil and the like, can only say that some people have ulterior motives, and people with ulterior motives use these ambiguous words to deceive people."
"It's full of all kinds of hidden tunnels, and killing weapons everywhere." Qian Bin pondered for a moment and said, "Is it difficult to ......"
Zhao Leng smiled slightly and said, "It's just like what you think." It's not just an ordinary annex, it's more like the haunted house next door. All the rooms in it, including the weapons in the room, have mysteries. β
"Think back to the incident." Zhao Leng explained: "At first, someone went missing, and then it was found in the kitchen, and the body was found in several hidden rooms, so the first round of panic broke out. Then someone found the weapon in the dark compartment in the corner. β
Qian Bin nodded and said, "It's really sinister. β
"It's not all." Zhao Leng shook his head: "I'm afraid the person who designed this room is not thorough, and even installed these "supernatural" small things, such as the moving canvas, and the piano line you found first." Some corpses are created by these mechanisms - but for whatever reason, the human instinct is to lose one's mind at the sight of a corpse. β
Qian Bin nodded and said, "Even if I see such an unexpected situation, it is difficult to calm down. β
"That's right." Zhao Leng said: "This is the mystery of the evil spirit. In addition, the room is constantly using demagogic tricks, and even some of the sound effects are coming from the playback equipment in the wall, creating a panic of "killing", causing this series of events, with sinister intentions, which is really shocking. β
The middle-aged man was dumbfounded, looked at the two, and couldn't help but say, "What kind of monster are you?" β
"It's the police." Zhao Leng said, took out the prepared handcuffs from his waist, easily put them on the middle-aged man's wrist, and said, "Uncle Zhongxi, please come with us." β.
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