After a few more small talks, the old policeman got up and left the interrogation room.

In another room, several large screens clearly showed all the movements in the interrogation room, and when the old policeman came in, everyone immediately gathered around and began to discuss the gains and losses in today's interrogation.

In the next half a month, Xiaobai was not interrogated, but was locked in a completely isolated small room as if he had been forgotten.

The small room is very small, no more than a few feet long and wide, except for a bed and a squatting pit, there is nothing else, there is a long-lasting electric light on the top that emits a dim yellow light, and the corner is a hidden vent to ensure that the people who stay inside are not suffocated to death. The walls and doorways around are specially treated to shield the sound.

Xiaobai is dispensable, under the detection of his divine sense, he naturally found a surveillance camera in a hidden corner of the room, but this is also a matter of indifference, there is nothing invisible, and he will not collapse because of loneliness.

It is difficult to have such a quiet place, just to practice the mind, Xiaobai sat on the bed, put on a five-heart posture, restrained his mind, calmed his mind, and carefully sorted out the experience and insight of more than ten years in his mind.

For others, this kind of loneliness that is completely isolated from the outside world may be comparable to a deadly poison, but for qi practitioners, it takes three or five days of hard work to practice at any time, but it is commonplace.

Take Xiaobai's part-time job in Wudangfang City that day, that time refining iron ore was not a three-to-five day effort. This half month is equivalent to refining ore five times at most.

He is so quiet and peaceful, but the police who are watching outside are anxious enough, he has been a policeman for so long, he has never seen any powerful characters, but he has never seen anyone who can calmly wait for the squatting trumpet to be confined and wait here. Rao is the recklessness of life and death in the three mountains and five mountains, and the trumpet that squatts for ten days and a half months can not open his mouth and not beg for mercy, even if he is a good man. So far, the limit of being sane after the squatting trumpet comes out of confinement is two months and three days, but after coming out, his mind has changed drastically, and the talk trumpet has changed color.

Xiao Bai naturally didn't have the mind to challenge the limit record of the squatting trumpet, and ten days and a half months passed in a flash, and all his attention was spent on the deduction of worldly martial arts and spells.

This is also Xiaobai's grassroots who has no power, no power and no queen, a suspected detention can be locked up for so long, if he is replaced by a powerful child, he cannot come up with conclusive evidence of the crime within 48 hours, and he must be acquitted.

After a few more days, Xiaobai was arraigned again.

The reason for this arraignment is also simple, it is that someone outside is trying to fish him out, and the police station is under pressure and has to seize the last chance to see if it can pry open Xiaobai's mouth and get evidence.

After many days, he sat back on the interrogation chair under the searchlight again, Xiaobai was in a trance for a while, pinched his fingers, and unknowingly had been two months since he was caught. "Time flies so fast" Xiao Bai sighed, in the past two months, he has only deduced the worldly martial arts in the jade slips he purchased that day, but it is barely enough.

He was willing to put so much effort into this, or the inspiration given to him by the young men of the Tuxing Street Kombat in the Wudang Conference that day, the battle between the monks, in addition to the stake standing spell, hand-to-hand combat is also easy to use, and it can often have unexpected effects.

These martial arts have been repeatedly deduced by him, and the rest can be used very well as long as they are proficient, and they will be regarded as having more self-defense skills in the future.

The interrogating police were still helpless about Xiaobai's silence and stubbornness, and under many temptations, they gave up the idea of getting a breakthrough and were taken over by another young policeman.

Xiao Bai frowned slightly, and looked up at the young policeman who was walking into the interrogation room, this person he actually knew, it was the young man who was hiding behind the window of the teaching building and peeping when he was performing geocentric techniques at Xu Xiaolu's school that day. I didn't expect this person to be a policeman, Xiaobai had a guess that day, but the other party didn't act out of line at that time, so he ignored it.

Looking at the rank on the other party's shoulder, one shot and two stars, so young is already a second-class superintendent, and he can be in charge of the party at the local level, such a person either has a deep background or is extremely capable.

But this has nothing to do with Xiaobai, and it can only surprise him slightly.

Liang Qianji sat across the table, looked at Xiaobai carefully, smiled at him, and then lowered his head to look at a folder he was carrying, looked very seriously, and looked up at Xiaobai from time to time, as if he was comparing something, and soon fell into a state of trance.

For a while, there was a quiet scene in the interrogation room, and Xiao Bai looked indifferently at the desktop in front of him reflecting the searchlight, and did not look anxious at all under the pressure of this quiet atmosphere. He had seen the tabletop a thousand times, and every time he was arraigned, he looked at it attentively, as if it contained all kinds of interesting things.

Liang Qianji was infinitely empty, his mind didn't know where he had gone, and he didn't have the consciousness that he was interrogating a suspect.

Silence was relative, and in the end, it was Liang Qianji who let go of the enemy infinitely, but Xiaobai's inexplicability, took the lead in retracting his thoughts and asked, "Your name is Xu Zan, your hometown is Hubei?" The other party's tone of voice was different from the old policeman's expression later, and there was no such condescending aggressiveness, as if he was homely with friends.

Xiaobai nodded.

"You still have a nickname called Xiaobai, right?" Liang Qianji was not at all angry at all by the faint condescending attitude in Xiaobai's demeanor, and then asked. But without waiting for Xiaobai to answer, he said to himself, "I haven't seen how white you are."

What is this, after two sentences, Xiaobai finally understood that the guy on the other side was really not here for interrogation, it was really inexplicable.

Sure enough, Liang Qianji sighed and then said to himself, "I heard that you used to be very white, and you had a dish-faced face" Later, he may have realized that this was not a good thing, and even the voice level was lowered by two notches, and he was a little sorry.

Xiaobai suddenly felt like he was about to vomit blood, was this guy here to tease him?

Liang Qianji shook his head with a smile when he said this, and simply closed the folder in his hand. As Xiaobai thought, he really didn't come for interrogation this time, but he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, so he asked for this opportunity to meet through the back door.

Liang Qianji smiled at Xiaobai again, and then raised his hand to make a few gestures in the air.

During Xiaobai's divine monitoring, several surveillance cameras in the interrogation room turned off with the other party's gestures. But in the hidden corner, there are still several cameras running, and I don't know if Liang Qianji knows about this situation.

But Mr. Liang's next move is a clear indication that he thought the surveillance had been lifted entirely. After waiting for about half a minute, Liang Qianji stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, and when he put down his hands, he saw that this guy's uprightness and calmness that he had always displayed even if he had been smiling on his face before had disintegrated, completely replaced with the casualness and laziness that a young man of this age should have. What followed me was that this guy seemed to have all the strength of his body, as if his face had changed with this change, and his posture suddenly changed from sitting upright before to hanging loosely in the chair.

Smiling at Xiaobai, shrugged his shoulders, and lost a look that you understand, Liang Qianji took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette, took a leisurely puff, and then raised his head slightly, and spit out a smoke ring with a pout.

Not to mention, this guy's smoke ring is quite round.

Seeing that the smoke ring had risen by about two inches, and the edge was about to begin to collapse in the expanding process, Liang Qianji stretched out his right index finger and inserted it into the center of the smoke ring without hurry, slowly stirring counterclockwise. With this action, the collapsed smoke ring slowly gathered back, but in the end, it was unable to defeat the general trend of collapse, and it lasted for a while before dissipating without a trace.

"How about it, there are two times" Liang Qianji said to Xiaobai with a smile, and the smugness was undisguised. While speaking, Liang Qianji raised his hand and threw the cigarette and lighter on the table to Xiaobai, signaling him to come too.

"I don't smoke," Xiaobai smiled lightly and threw the cigarette back again.

Liang Qianji nodded, showed what you wanted, took a deep breath of cigarette, raised his head to look at the ceiling above, and waited for the smoke to slowly exhale from his heart before he spoke again, "Xu Zan, nicknamed Xiaobai, from Hubei, is 22 years old, has two parents and an older sister. There is a grandfather who is known as the heir of Maoshan on his ancestors, and he has been practicing with him since he was a child. When he was 19 years old, he came to Beijing to study, and his face was pale until he was 20 years old, but when he was 20 years old, he went to Mount Tai for a visit, and when he came back, his face suddenly became ruddy and no longer pale", speaking of this, Liang Qianji suddenly stopped talking again, as if he fell into some kind of contemplation.

Shaoqing, Liang Qian Jicai said again, "After that, I applied for a job in Shaoyang Gym, and convinced the boss Qi Qing with his extraordinary martial arts cultivation. After receiving five apprentices, among which Zhang Qian and Chu Ming got the true inheritance, they were reborn within a year, their skills were improved, and Zhang Qian represented Shaoyang to participate in the year's martial arts competition and won the third place in the Beijing group in one fell swoop. There is a grapevine that if Zhang Qian lets go, it will not be difficult to win the first place, I don't know if it's true or not."

"In the same year, another disciple, Cai Wenjing, also represented Shaoyang in the competition, and also achieved a good ranking, and although he was famous, he was just an ordinary gym coach."

Speaking of this, Liang Qianji fell into contemplation again, and did not wake up until the cigarette in his hand burned out and his hand burned.

Liang Qianji turned his head slightly to look at Xiaobai, seeing that he still looked like Mount Tai was still unchanged, and he didn't mind, he smiled self-deprecatingly, lit another cigarette for himself, took a few puffs slowly, and continued, "After that, you have been acting erratically, and you did not appear in the capital again until four months ago, and rented a small farm yard at the foot of Phoenix Mountain. Three months ago, Xu Xiaolu, a fellow female student, was drunk by her boyfriend and gathered with others to be obscene, and in a fit of anger, she cast a strange spell to punish her, so that several people could not live or die, and finally the other party compromised to end it. According to the person concerned, all kinds of bizarre and mysterious things on that day made it difficult for others to believe it."