"Name."

"Qi Zihuan."

"Address."

"New York City ......"

Exactly the same opening question.

Of course, this is not just a simple repetition, but it naturally contains some truth in the psychology of interrogation.

Wenner put his hands behind his head, his chair tilted back, his eyes behind black-rimmed glasses always with a scrutinizing gaze.

Of the two FBI agents, he was much more aggressive, and he was the first to ask questions or give orders. In contrast, Ciric, who was leaning down on the table with his head down and taking notes, was a little lukewarm.

Qi Zihuan was not in a hurry, answering every boring question slowly but seriously.

"Mr. Qi, I heard that after the plane accident, you have not been in charge of your own business, but instead went to rent a house near Mount Abraham Middle School, and you have been in contact with other survivors of that accident from time to time?"

"Yes, the accident was terrible, and I think we survivors should unite and help each other to overcome the psychological barriers. Just like any other mutual aid society, people share their pain and experiences, and heal in the process of talking. Qi Zihuan said lightly, his tone was calm, and he was a double ashore boss who quit gambling and sex.

"But why did I hear that you believe that these things are the work of the 'Grim Reaper', and speculate on a list of deaths."

Wenner's eyes lit up like a cat playing with a mouse with its paws.

This is because Alex's dream, and some of his premonitions that appeared later, although it was incredible, but it really came true. In the East, there are many people who believe that life and death are fate, and everything is predestined. Perhaps, the same is true of this plane accident. ”

"So you believe that the 'Grim Reaper' has approached Todd, but was successfully evaded, and then killed Tyri?"

"Maybe." Qi Zihuan was noncommittal.

"What's next? Liuton, oh, by the way, we just learned that Liuton also had an accident, but was saved by your magical Chinese kung fu. So, what's next for Carter? ”

"Possibly."

Wenner was a little surprised by Qi Zihuan's slipperyness, even though he knew that those students and teachers had already told everything about it, but this Oriental still didn't seem to intend to leave some solid confessions.

How did he know that Qi Zihuan did this completely out of distrust of the American police, although there was no 911 incident in this era, and the United States was not too wary of foreign immigrants, but he was a Chinese after all, and the ghost knew what kind of suspicious image these two FBI agents would characterize themselves in private.

According to the experience gained in film and television dramas, it is best not to admit anything at this time, and leave room for vague answers.

Anyway, there are no eight big words behind him, such as "confession and leniency, resistance and strictness", right?

"And what are you guys going to do next?"

"It's still the same, solidarity and mutual assistance, huddling together for warmth." Qi Zihuan said it seriously.

"Ciric, what did the teacher just say?"

Cirek slowly flipped through the first two pages of the notebook and said in a hoarse voice: "The middle school teacher Liu Dun said that Qi Zihuan suggested that everyone get together and live together for a while, and she suggested that they could go to a friend's suburban wooden house to live. ”

Wenner slapped his head and pretended to be abrupt, "Oh, the beginning of this story seems to be somewhat familiar to a group of people living in a closed environment, living together in a closed environment, and practicing a strange faith together." Mr. Qi, have you ever heard such a story? ”

Qi Zihuan vaguely knew the direction of the other party's suspicions, shut up, and stopped answering.

"By the way, it doesn't seem to be a public report yet, but we have already got the official appraisal report. The plane was a tragedy caused by a mechanical failure. ”

Wenner saw that Qi Zihuan didn't speak, but talked to himself.

"There is also the death of Tyri, which was confirmed by the investigation at the scene and the eyewitness testimony surrounding it."

"As for the incident in front of Teacher Liuton's house, now colleagues at the police station are questioning the driver and her neighbors. However, I believe it must have been an accident, right? ”

Qi Zihuan looked at each other fixedly, smiled after a moment, and said, "Since it's all an accident and not a man-made one, then what's the point of you asking me here?" ”

"Hahaha, we're going to have to say sorry to you first." Wenner stood up, the chair behind him clattering, "After all, we suspected that the plane accident was the work of terrorists or criminals at the beginning, and the biggest suspects were you and Alex. ”

"Oh, and what about now?"

"Now...... Wenner walked behind Qi Zihuan and pressed his shoulders with both hands, "Now we heard that you used Alex's dream as a basis to use the theory of a list of deaths to connect all the unexpected events perfectly, so that those survivors can trust you." ”

"Not to mention Todd, I did save Mr. Liuton in full view, didn't I?"

"Yes, yes, Chinese kung fu." Wenner leaned down and whispered in Qi Zihuan's ear, "So, let's talk about your little tricks next." ”

He walked back to his seat and sat down, his expression changing from talking and laughing to serious and indifferent.

"I heard that you advertised to them that you had saved Todd, and that you showed a paper figure to your face...... Well, magic? In short, the few of them were all frowning when they spoke, as if they had seen a miracle. ”

You say it's magic, it's magic. Qi Zihuan shrugged and did not refute.

"Coupled with the Huaxia Kung Fu exposed at the door of Liudun's house this time, Mr. Qi, you will have a lot of means." Wenner leaned forward and asked, word by word, "Perhaps, you still know hypnosis?" ”

"Hypnosis?" Qi Zihuan was really a little surprised now, and he didn't know where Wenner's brain hole came from.

"You first hypnotized Alex for some unknown purpose, making him think he was dreaming, and then calling on some people who were willing to believe in the occult to get off the plane. I'm sure you had an excuse in mind, such as changing the cause and effect so that the plane didn't explode because some of you got off the plane...... But by accident, the plane really exploded, which simply gives you a perfect chance. While you feed the story of the Grim Reaper, you continue to hypnotize Alex, using his so-called omens to bring together several unexpected events. Then take these people to live in isolation, and constantly strengthen the faith you inculcate, and gradually evolve these people into your original followers......"

"Poof...... Haha, I'm sorry I didn't hold back, you continue. Qi Zihuan lowered his head and smiled.

He had guessed just now that Wenner was suspecting him of being the leader of the cult, but he really didn't expect that the other party would be able to use a hypnosis to string these things together and justify himself.

"The reason why we suspect hypnosis is not just because you hypnotized Alex." Wenner was unmoved, and didn't care about Qi Zihuan's laughter.

"Oh?" Qi Zihuan also raised his head and looked at Wenner suspiciously.

"Because you also hypnotized me and Ciric, right in the interrogation room at the airport."

Qi Zihuan's eyes narrowed.