In the afternoon, Zhang Xiaoman and Brother Haohan tried various methods, but to no avail.
During this period, Brother Haohan even half-forced and half-hypnotized himself to have some malicious thoughts, but he still could not trigger the so-called anti-tracking effect.
"Huh~ Brother Man, you said that we have tried back and forth so many times, but it still doesn't work? Are you sure you really have that kind of anti-tracking ability?"
Zhang Xiaoman first looked at his ring, then nodded firmly and said, "This should not be wrong. In fact, to be honest, it is precisely because I know that I have this ability that I have been in public these days. I tried to expose it several times... If this ability was fake, I should have been discovered long ago."
The good man looked at him and said depressedly: "Then why have we tried for so long but it didn't work? I even thought about arresting you and sending you to the government after I found you, so I could still continue to call you. Could it be that my hypnosis wasn’t deep enough? Or maybe my subconscious knows that this is impossible, so that’s why it doesn’t work?”
Zhang Xiaoman also frowned, and his fingers unconsciously groped back and forth on the teacup in front of him, which contained the tea leaves given to him by Mr. Ye.
"According to my initial thoughts, if ordinary tests can be passed, then it is very likely that this is locked through other people's malice towards me, but you also tried it just now, but the result is that you can still track me... …”
He picked up the cup, took a sip of the emerald green tea, and continued:
"As for the hypnosis you said is not deep enough, I think it is possible, but if that is the case, it will be difficult for the two of us to test it. After all, the subconscious mind is too difficult to master... huh? Wait a moment……"
He suddenly raised his head, looked at Brother Hao, and subconsciously put down the cup in his hand.
"Subconscious... Subconscious... Could it be that the problem lies here..."
"Uh, Xiaoman, what are you talking about?" The good man on the side was very confused by his behavior.
However, Zhang Xiaoman's eyes became brighter and brighter as he talked, as if the real answer to the question would be revealed in the next moment.
"Hero, I understand!" Finally, he slapped the coffee table in front of him and said excitedly, "The subconscious you mentioned is right! It's just that it's not your subconscious, but my subconscious!"
"What? What's yours and mine...Xiaoman, what do you mean?"
The good man is confused.
"Hahaha, good man, thank you for reminding me."
Zhang Xiaoman smiled and patted the other party's shoulder, and then continued: "Actually, we all thought wrong at the beginning. The mechanism of my ability is not just for malicious intent!"
Seeing the unclear expression on the other party's clothes, he did not give in and explained: "If it is just to block tracking for malicious purposes, it is actually very one-sided. Because we cannot guarantee at all that those who want to investigate my existence, Did you have malicious thoughts at the beginning? What if they didn’t have any malicious intentions? Wouldn’t I have been found long ago?”
"So, the crux of the problem is here. It's not that your subconscious mind feels that you have no malice towards me, so you can find me. It's just the opposite. It's that my subconscious mind feels that you have no malice towards me, so you can find me." !”
Zhang Xiaoman paused for a moment before adding: "No, it shouldn't be said as malicious, but a more rigorous term. That is, 'The purpose you have is in my subconscious mind. Pass' so you can find me."
"The so-called purpose is not to make you feel it, but to make me feel it."
As he said this, he couldn't help but look at the ring in his hand, and suddenly felt that this thing was really powerful and worthy of being the ultimate prop.
If you really follow this rule, you will save a lot of worries when hunting alien species in the future.
Thinking of this, he asked the good man to go to the next room and try the test again.
As a result, Brother Hao's voice immediately came from the room.
"Fuck, Brother Man! All the information about you in my phone is damaged. Oops, it was automatically formatted! Fuck! Stop it!"
From the other side of the room, there was another knock on the door.
"The door can't be opened. What's going on? Brother Man, open the door!"
Upon seeing this, Zhang Xiaoman restored his "authority".
The good man ran out of the door and looked at him in surprise: "Xiao Man, your ability is real. You actually deleted all the communication information about you in my mobile phone. I will wait until I want to use the recovery software to find it." When I came back, even my phone was automatically formatted for me... I felt that if I persisted, it might explode to me later."
Zhang Xiaoman smiled and nodded. He was actually a little surprised. He didn't expect the Shadow Lord's method of preventing tracking to be so exaggerated. No wonder Liu Ye told himself that he had that dangerous feeling before.
Brother Haohan continued: "And Brother Man, when I wanted to come directly to the living room to look for you, I found that the door lock of that room was also broken! I thought about coming out to look for you, but what happened? It can’t be opened either…”
"You told me a lot before, but I didn't understand most of it, but now I finally understand. You're not blocking tracking of your feelings, you're just making yourself invisible!"
Zhang Xiaoman smiled and explained: "Actually, it's not as complicated as you think. The principle is also very simple. To sum it up in one sentence, you will never be able to find me if I don't want you to find me. I My thoughts are the highest priority, and my subconscious mind is used to complement my subjective thoughts.”
The good man nodded, and then looked down at his phone with a bitter look on his face.
"Brother Man, all the information in my mobile phone is gone. There are a lot of my treasures in it... Ahem, by the way, your door seems to be broken. Why do I feel that your ability is only responsible for blocking, You are not responsible for repairing..."
Zhang Xiaoman: "..."
At the same time, inside the Qionghua City Irregular Department.
In an interrogation room, Liao Zhenzhen was sitting at a large table with an angry look on his face. Opposite him were two young investigators, a man and a woman.
"Liao Fugui, we heard that you had some unpleasant things with that mysterious man. Is this true? Can you tell us the details? And how much do you know about him? Can you describe his appearance? ?"
Upon hearing this, Master Liao immediately said: "Officer, don't worry, I will definitely not hide anything about this matter. Although that person's face was concealed when I saw him for the second time, I should have seen him. I met him once, and I also remember his appearance, that is..."
As he said this, the lights in the room suddenly jumped, and then all the lights on the ceiling suddenly went out, interrupting his next words.
"Huh? What's going on? Why did the lights go out?"
The male investigator's voice rang in the dark room, and then there was a sound of footsteps. The door to the room was opened, and the light from outside came through.
"Lao Li, what's wrong with the lights in here? Did the insurance trip?"
The male investigator shouted and walked out. The female investigator in the room comforted Liao Zhenren and said, "Mr. Liao, there was an accident. Let's wait a moment and it should be fine soon."
Mr. Liao nodded and said nothing.
Outside, after the male investigator had been busy for a while, the lights in the room finally came back on. After a while, he came back and took his place again.
"Sorry, the fuse was broken just now, we replaced it with another one..."
After speaking, the male investigator picked up the writing paper and pen, looked at Mr. Liao and said, "Then Mr. Liao, let's continue the topic just now."
Mr. Liao nodded and said: "Actually, you may not think that I am old, but my memory is very good. I will never forget what that person looks like! He is probably..."
"boom!"
A voice came from above the head, and the room suddenly fell into darkness again. It turned out that both light tubes exploded!
"Uh...what's going on?"
Master Liao was startled by this sudden situation, and the words he was about to say choked in his throat again.
The two investigators were also a little dumbfounded. Why was it that the outside had just been repaired but the inside was broken?
"This...is really unlucky..."
The male investigator opened the door again and couldn't help but murmured softly when he saw the completely broken light tube above.
"Well, I guess this place won't be used for the time being. Let's go to the next room."
The three of them immediately changed places and started the conversation again.
Master Liao continued: "This man actually has some abilities. The first time I saw him was... cough cough cough! cough cough cough!!"
"Cough cough cough cough cough!!"
"Ahem!!"
…
"Cough cough cough!!"
"Ah sneeze!!!"
Midway through his words, Mr. Liao suddenly started coughing violently. The two investigators on the other side were frightened by the momentum and almost called him 120.
Fortunately, Master Liao's cough did not last long, and he finally stopped with a sneeze.
"Liao, Mr. Liao...are you okay...?"
the female investigator asked cautiously.
Master Liao waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay. I don't know what happened just now. As soon as I opened my mouth, a bug flew right into my throat and choked me. It's fine now and I've coughed it out."
The two investigators breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.
"Otherwise, I'll go and get you a glass of water first, and you can moisten your throat..."
The male investigator got up and went outside to find a glass and put a cup of tea in it.
"Thank you, comrade police. I didn't expect you to be so considerate."
Liao Zhenren smiled and took the teacup.
Then, the questioning continued.
"Speaking of which, although that person had some issues with me, I didn't take it too seriously. However, in order to cooperate with your investigation, I still know everything about the old man. I remember that day..."
"Geez..."
A slight sound suddenly sounded from his hand, and then the glass filled with hot water suddenly broke into pieces, and the scalding water inside immediately poured onto his hand.
"Ouch!!!!"
Master Liao's miserable howl resounded throughout the room, and even some police officers working outside heard it, and the door was quickly pushed open.
"What's going on?" Hu Hu stood at the door, looking at the scene inside with confusion on his face.
Half an hour later.
"Mr. Liao, I'm very sorry for causing you injury. Don't worry, we will help you pay all the medical expenses. Now I will be responsible for this investigation..."
Hu Hu sat on one side of the table, next to him were the two investigators, a man and a woman.
Master Liao was shivering there, clutching an ice pack, with an extremely depressed look on his face. He had no intention of delaying at this moment, and just wanted to finish talking and go home quickly. He immediately said: "The mysterious man you are talking about, he Height is about..."
Then the accident happened again, and there was only a "bang" sound. This time the chair fell apart. Liao Zhenren immediately fell to the ground, covering his buttocks and wailing.
Everyone hurriedly helped him up, and after confirming that he was okay, they started asking for the sixth time.
There is no doubt that this time the inquiry failed again. Just when Liao Zhenren was speaking, a vertical electric fan behind him suddenly fell down and hit the old man on the back.
At this time, even the most obtuse person could realize that something was wrong. It seemed that whenever Liao Zhenren wanted to reveal information about the mysterious man, he would be interrupted due to various accidents.
From the tripping of the circuit breaker at the beginning, to the burns, falls, and smashing injuries later, the injuries became more and more serious, as if there was a force in the dark interfering with everything here, preventing him from telling the truth.
This situation is no longer unfamiliar to everyone in the Irregularity Department, because they have been troubled by it these days.
Hu Hu believes that if Liao Zhenren continues to talk, the matter will become more and more serious.
"Police, officer... I really don't dare to say anything... I don't want to lose this old life here..." Liao Zhenren lay on the table, rubbing several injured places on his body, feeling weak. said.
Hu Hu thought for a while, then stood beside him with two other investigators, and said: "Otherwise, Mr. Liao, please write it down with a pen and paper, and we will watch from the side. If there is any danger, we will immediately protect you……"
Finally, after much persuasion, Mr. Liao reluctantly agreed.
I saw him holding a pen, looking around shakily twice, and did not move his chair, squatting on the edge of the table to write.
"Shashasha..."
Wisps of fine sand fell from above and sprinkled on the paper in front of Zhenren Liao.
Everyone looked up and saw that there was a gap in the ceiling...
"Oh my God! I won't say anything anymore! Stop messing with me!!!"
Master Liao howled miserably, threw away the pen in his hand, and ran out of the room.
