Chen Qing ignored the words beside him, and he didn't think about the woman lying on the ground. He turned around and asked the couple behind him: "Is it convenient for the two of us to be alone with your daughter? I have something to wish for." ask."
The couple looked at each other with hesitation in their expressions: "Okay... okay." They turned back three times, but their eyes were focused on Jiang Wan.
If there is a problem... Officer Jiang should be able to control it.
They murmured and helped him downstairs.
After the couple left the second floor, Chen Qing's expression became strange.
He smiled half-heartedly, staring at the girl on the ground.
"Didn't you say you wanted to ask her something?" Jiang Wan looked at his face with curiosity.
"Ask, why don't you ask." But he turned around and still just looked at the girl smiling.
He just stared at her weirdly and laughed for a long time.
And just when this situation lasted for a long time, until Jiang Wan couldn't help but ask, the girl on the ground quietly took her hand back and looked at Chen Qing.
"You...don't you want to ask me a question? You should ask it anyway."
"Oh? Recovered? Returned to your usual personality?" Chen Qing knelt down and observed the girl's figure.
Although she is covered in dirt, the torso of her body is clean. Her hands are full of dirt, but if you look closely, you can see that most of the color comes from bright red pigments.
"What... what recovery, what are you talking about?" She looked into Chen Qing's eyes, a little evasive.
"What did you do? What did you 'pick up' on your way home from school that day?"
She avoided answering, turned her head and shouted downstairs: "Hey! Hey! You old man! You want someone to rape me, right? Do you believe it or not? I'm going to call the police!"
Downstairs, the couple's shoulders trembled slightly as they spoke.
But upstairs, Chen Qing put his hand into Jiang Wan's pocket very naturally.
"Hello!"
But before Jiang Wan could stop him, Chen Qing had already taken out a standard document.
He waved twice and threw the ID in front of the girl.
"Hey! It's very dirty!" Jiang Wan gritted her teeth and looked at the paint stuck to the ID, feeling her eyebrows hurt.
But Chen Qing ignored her. He looked at the girl on the ground and said in a voice that could only be heard by three people: "Excuse me, please close the door."
Jiang Wan frowned, but obeyed his request and closed the door.
After the door isolated the three people in the room, the girl's expression became less calm.
"You...you want to die, don't you! Let me tell you! As long as you can't kill me today! I guarantee you will be on the news tomorrow!"
But Chen Qing smiled coldly when he heard it: "Huh, threatening me? I'm underage."
Before the girl could be stunned, Chen Qing had already closed his eyes, and instead, the vertical pupil between his eyebrows opened.
He watched the world in front of him change color, all colors faded in an instant, the world became black and white, and the blood became colorless.
He looked around, and the girl's table gradually began to glow pink.
"You! What are you!"
She looked at Chen Qing's distorted face, with tiny, tentacle-like flesh strips growing out of his pores. She took two steps back, unable to care whether she was hiding something at the moment.
She followed Chen Qing's gaze and finally stopped at the filthy seat where their eyes met.
Chen Qing looked at her, and the girl in his vision turned black and white. He opened his mouth and asked her in an unusually calm tone: "What exactly did you bring back?"
He didn't notice why his tone became so calm, nor did he realize that he had lost almost all desire in his heart.
Only one thing, only that terrible desire for knowledge is still hidden in my heart.
The girl took two steps back, and her fingers were already on her desk.
At the same time, there was a violent knock on the door behind Chen Qing. The sound was urgent and agitated.
"Bang, bang, bang!" were heard several times in succession throughout the building.
"Who?!" Jiang Wan shouted angrily. The sound outside the door was too close to sound like it was from the Zhang family.
The sound seemed to be coming from inside the door, spreading from inside to outside.
And with that knocking sound, the Zhang couple outside the door also hurriedly came to the second floor.
But as the footsteps approached, Chen Qing's words were also heard simultaneously: "Don't come in. I met what you call 'one more person', please don't be offended. No matter what happens next, no matter what you hear , I’m sorry for you two turning a blind eye.”
His calm voice gave the two people outside the door some confidence. A person who is not panicked by supernatural beings can undoubtedly be trusted.
They hurried downstairs, but the noise coming from the second floor could be said to be getting louder and louder.
The girl opened the drawer, and a doll covered with silver needles was lying in it.
But as the doll was taken out, the gorgeous colors on the table became a bit more powerful.
"Oh? There's a problem..."
Before he finished speaking, the gun in Jiang Wan's hand was already pointed at the puppet in the opponent's hand.
He squinted his eyes, and whispers and inarticulate mutterings gradually began to appear in his ears: "Can you hit the doll in her hand from this distance?"
Jiang Wan nodded, but saw the eye between Chen Qing's eyebrows closed, and a smile appeared on his face.
"It's pretty accurate, so don't worry about it." He paused for a moment and pointed to the desk not far away: "Hit that desk."
"Um?"
She was stunned for a moment, but the movement in her hand was not stunned. But at the moment when the muzzle of the gun shifted to the left, a huge force came from the gun body.
The force was as strong as a full blow from an adult, but no matter how strong the force was, it was completely impossible to snatch the gun from the investigator's hand.
The muzzle of the gun in her hand was only tilted, and her knuckles had already used all their strength to control the gun body and keep it in her hand. The knuckles turned white when pinched.
"who!"
She yelled angrily, casting her bewildered gaze at the girl not far away.
She frowned, and her thumb had already pressed the safety on the gun body.
"Is this...the non-existent person in their family?"
Chen Qing shook his head and walked to Jiang Wan: "You are not me. Or... this is some kind of negative effect of non-relics."
She listened to Chen Qing's words with a puzzled look on her face. She looked at the puppet in her hand, as if she couldn't figure out why it failed.
"What non-relic... What are you talking about, I don't understand! Do you want this doll?! If you want it, take it!"
Jiang Wan frowned slightly. The doll in the girl's hand had been thrown a little distance and landed at Jiang Wan's feet.
She maintained the position of the muzzle, released one hand, and was about to slowly squat down to pick it up, when Chen Qing held her back.
"What's wrong?" She looked at Chen Qing and shook her head, letting go of the hand holding her arm.
He stood up and walked towards the girl step by step.
"You did a good job. Really good."
He walked to the desk and touched the clean mirror on the desk with his hand.
"But you were too anxious. Maybe the glasses on my forehead made you panic. You were too anxious to present the doll to us. This makes me more sure of my guess."
She looked at Chen Qing's fingertips touching the mirror, his face turned pale and his whole body was shaking. She panicked, and there was a little blood on her lips, which was the blood that was accidentally bitten by the teeth.
"I...I don't understand what you are talking about!"
"You are too anxious. If, according to your parents, your memories are not interoperable, then how can you remember what this doll is.
But you are too anxious. You chose to take out that doll simply out of fear.
But you were too anxious. Just because she had just taken out the gun and pointed it at the desk... Oh, it should be said that the moment she pointed it at the mirror, you couldn't hold it back anymore.
Second: The timing of the non-existent person's appearance couldn't be more perfect.
After you take out the doll; after you throw the doll away.
This is so common sense. So much so that I had to reconsider whether all this was orchestrated.
You are too anxious. "
He touched the mirror, and the world in the mirror suddenly changed.
He became a little more serious and adjusted his height to the height of the girl. He changed his position and stood where the girl was just now.
From this specific angle, he saw a completely different world.
Those messy and filthy liquids, those solutions that smeared the entire room, converged into a formation-like pattern at a specific angle, layer upon layer.
And in that mirror image, in the center of the room, stood the person who everyone said did not exist.
"Is it... you?"
Chen Qing turned his body so that the two people in the mirror stood on one side.
This time, he could clearly recognize that the faces of the two men were exactly the same.
"open……"
"Zhang Lan." Jiang Wan added at the side.
"Okay... Miss Zhang Lan, can you explain the current situation?" Chen Qing looked at her reserved expression with a smile.
Even though the facial features on his face have returned to normal at this moment, and even though the whiskers on his face have completely disappeared, Zhang Lan still looks extremely nervous.
She hesitated and backed away slowly: "I don't know... I don't know..."
As she murmured, the mirror on the desk suddenly made a violent impact and roar.
After Chen Qing and the others turned around to look, they saw the pen and paper on the table starting to move on their own.
"who are you?"
The characters are elegant and look like the fonts a high school student should have.
"Someone who can help you." Chen Qing paused for a moment: "But you have to tell me the truth about what happened."
Hearing this, Zhang Lan on the other side turned pale. She shouted, "How can you believe her! She is a ghost! She is a ghost! She wants to kill me! Protect me!"
He tilted his head and took a look. The girl's expression didn't look like she was pretending.
The tips of her fingers were still trembling. There were many people who could control the micro-movements at the ends of their limbs, but this girl was obviously not among them.
And he turned his head and looked again, and wrote the second sentence on the paper: "Why should I believe that you can help me."
