Qi Zihuan lay quietly on the bed, his eyes closed, his breathing was relaxed and long, and he breathed in and out, as if he was in line with some wonderful aura fluctuation between heaven and earth, implying a unique sense of rhythm.

I saw that the brilliance on his body was circulating, and the faint white light gathered in the dantian through the five elements meridians, just waiting for him to open his eyes again, it must be a miracle.

Well, all of the above is a dream.

Of course, the current Qi Zihuan can also be said to be in a dream.

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"The little rain you give me moistens my heart, and the little breeze I give you blows away your flowers......"

There was a heart-rending burst that could make the singing of ghosts and gods sound deafeningly in Qi Zihuan's ears.

He looked around in confusion.

It's a big messy office, with thick, messy papers piled up on every desk, but no one is doing anything.

There are smokers, there are, there are people who read newspapers......

The most exaggerated thing is that near the doorway, two people are holding microphones and singing karaoke to a small TV about 17 inches.

On the small screen, a woman in a one-piece swimsuit is waving a silk scarf between the blue sky and the blue sea, with an extremely comfortable expression, and there are lyrics subtitles at the bottom of the screen.

Well, MTV was mostly in that style back then.

The office was full of men, all dressed in civilian clothes, and almost everyone wore a thick gold necklace around their necks.

Qi Zihuan rarely despised other people's tastes, and thought badly that if these people all went to take a bath, how many necklaces would float on the water.

There are Chinese and Taiwanese speakers around, and the case files on the table are also written in traditional Chinese, and from the perspective of these elements, Qi Zihuan should now be in the Taipei Police Station in the eighties and nineties.

He had a vague impression of this environment, but he didn't remember it for the time being, and it was probably a side movie he had seen before.

Just as he was carefully observing the environment, a guy wearing a pale yellow T-shirt and sweating suddenly came in outside the door, found the person who was singing passionately, shouted "team leader", and then whispered a few words.

The team leader is wearing a sleeveless tight T-shirt and muscular arms, looking quite a tough guy. After listening to the report, his face sank, and he handed the microphone in his hand to the horse-faced policeman who sang with him, and raised his foot to go out with the person who reported it.

When he arrived at the door, he stopped and thought for a few seconds before shouting into the office: "That, Xiao Qi, you come with me to meet the suspect." ”

No one in the office agreed.

It wasn't until everyone looked at Qi Zihuan that he knew that he was Xiao Qi.

What's the matter, is this time a rookie police officer? Can't you give it to a psychiatrist who has a glamorous secretary again?

He thought wildly, quickly sighed, and trotted behind the group leader who was already frowning.

"Guo Feng, you briefly explain the situation, let Xiao Qi quickly adapt to the environment." The team leader walked big and fast, led the way upstairs, and after explaining, he did not shy away from scolding and scolding, "Damn, what college student, I've been here for half a month, and I can't do bird things." ”

The policeman who was called Guofeng followed closely behind the team leader, tilted his head and said: "There are two guys who don't have long eyes, and they got into the daughter of Judge Chen of the High Court......"

As they spoke, they arrived at the interrogation room. It is said that it is an interrogation room, but in fact it is a dark room, a chandelier, a thick telephone book on an iron table, a few chairs on both sides, and no one-way glass or surveillance system.

Two gangster-looking guys sat in handcuffs, one of them with a shaved head, stomping one leg on a stool, nonchalantly answering questions from the police officer across the table.

At first glance, it is an old fritter that has entered the palace a few times.

The team leader led the team into the house, waved his hand to stop the policeman who was making the record, and waved his jaw at Qi Zihuan, signaling that he would interrogate.

Qi Zihuan didn't have time to figure out the situation, he was forced to take a step forward and said, "You two will tell me what happened again......

"Straight to the point!" The grumpy team leader said impatiently.

Qi Zihuan picked up the case file on the table and quickly flipped through it, and there was a young woman's injury report inside, who was beaten and her nose and face were swollen.

"Have you ever had a relationship with this Chen Xiaoting?" Qi Zihuan held a face and asked.

The little curly hair next to the bald head said lightly: "Yes, but she seduced us." ”

"She seduces you? There's something wrong with her......"

Before Qi Zihuan finished speaking, the team leader rushed forward with an arrow step, picked up the phone book and slapped it directly at the curly hairy face.

The curly stool flipped back and was slapped to the ground.

The team leader pressed the phone book to his face, and several heavy punches fell on him. Maybe I didn't think it was enjoyable, so I threw away the tattered phone book and kicked it directly.

Guo Feng and the policeman who made the record hurriedly pulled the team leader away.

At this time, Curly was already bleeding from his mouth and nose, and fell to the ground moaning. The bald head on the side stood up in fright, and looked at his injured companion with a wince.

The team leader broke free from the pull of the two and began to check his body, and found that the T-shirt was stained with blood, and then said foul language, and at the same time naturally confessed: "Pull him to the infirmary, just say that it is an attempt to commit suicide by hitting the wall." ”

Guo Feng smiled bitterly and dragged the unlucky curly hair away.

Only then did the group leader glance at the bald head that was standing in a daze.

The bald head was stunned by this cruel and cold gaze, and hurriedly sat back on the stool honestly, upright.

"Was it forced?" The team leader spread out the photo of the woman's injury in the case file in front of the bald head, almost against his nose.

"At first, they volunteered to play together, but then she regretted it halfway...... "The bald head bowed his head and told the truth.

"That's compulsion." The team leader threw the case file back on the table and asked the previous police officer to continue taking notes.

When he passed by Qi Zihuan when he went out, he also snorted disdainfully and scolded: "This is called interrogation, what a few college students." ”

Qi Zihuan was completely speechless and went out silently.

It's summer, and Taipei is also extremely hot, especially when I was stuffed in the interrogation room just now, I was immediately sweating.

He tried to wash his face, and he searched around, and finally found a large restroom at the end of the first floor, which was the pattern of a school with a long row of sinks and many faucets.

There are two people there right now to use water.

One person was the team leader, who was topless, scrubbing his sleeveless T-shirt desperately, and constantly cursing and swearing.

The other person had a bitter face and was silent, holding a toothbrush and mouthwash cup in his hand, presumably just brushing his teeth.

"Huang Huotu, you said that you don't go home all day, play your chess in your office. What do you want? Yes? Cultivating immortals? "The team leader, as always, must speak foul language.

Huang Huotu didn't say anything, but silently took the T-shirt from the team leader's hand, squeezed a little toothpaste, and gently brushed the blood stains with his own toothbrush.

"If it's bloody, you can use toothpaste." Huang Huotu said softly.

The group leader didn't speak again, and watched quietly.

Qi Zihuan looked at the pair of CPs and finally knew where he was.

Double eyes!