Being involved in a human life lawsuit is always a big trouble. But Wu Mo acted like a normal person, facing the silent crowd, innocently spreading his hands, opening his small eyes, and spoke plausibly,
"What are you looking at me for? Is there any law left for the king? Do I have to be responsible for him if he dies in front of me? It's not like you haven't seen it. I didn't do anything except run away. Maybe this second It’s possible that Ha has some kind of illness.”
What kind of pressure, what kind of rainbow, what are you doing to me?
He is not a fool. In this kind of situation and this kind of thing, he has absolutely no reason to plead guilty to the law, and he can't admit it even if he is killed.
Of course Wu Mo had never killed anyone, but he had seen many bloody scenes in the mountains and forests.
When the python bear attacked the town ten years ago, Wu Mo, who was still a young man, was still busy cleaning up the broken limbs of the dead townspeople. He didn't feel any discomfort at the moment.
"Everything is a rotten dog, why should I wait obediently and let you bite off a piece of meat?"
Wu Mo's reaction improved this time. In that moment of hindsight, he jumped sideways. He didn't get any trace of the blood sprayed out by Huang Curly Hair, and he said with joy in his heart,
"The spirit master's skills are just different."
He completely forgot about his stupid face just now.
He just mourned for three seconds in his heart,
"There is no such thing as three or two. How can you go to Liangshan? How can you act like a good man? He can do harm to others and himself. This guy who has never been beaten screams to be beaten and killed every day, but in the end he turns out to be a coward like a porcelain doll."
In fact, Wu Mo regretted it very much. The outcome of this incident was not his original intention. No matter how domineering and hateful Huang Curly is, his crime will not lead to death. However, Wu Mo was helpless. He really didn't have such fine control ability.
He was still far away from the so-called free will of the heart, and that moment of restraint was indeed unable to apply the brakes.
It's like a child playing with a sledgehammer, hitting someone with a swish, and that person will have to admit that he is unlucky.
"You can't blame me for this. It's really because of your bad luck that you bumped into our family's gun."
He caught a glimpse of Nie Yunfei's pale face, and was secretly wary.
"How do you make this thing so that you can send and receive it freely? What if someone makes a joke on me and gets hit like this?"
When it comes to the mysteries of the soul, the young man still has a long way to go to figure it out.
The next moment Wu Mo was dumbfounded.
The military police from Linsen Island came very quickly. No matter what they had or didn't have, they had to control Wu Mo first. Who made him a party to the conflict?
The military police also had troubles that they couldn't tell.
In broad daylight, with the world clear and clear, under the eyes of everyone, a spiritual person with a promising future died inexplicably in an inconspicuous skirmish.
As the only suspect, Wu Mo was a completely passive recipient, and it seemed that he could not even be charged with assaulting each other.
The key to this is that so many pairs of eyes, including the Sky Eye surveillance network covering the entire island, did not detect any movement by Wu Mo. Oh, he moved, he just jumped away quickly. From the beginning to the end, Wu Mo's hands and feet never touched a single hair of Huang Curly Hair.
Then I heard everyone describe in unison, in the misty rain, there were colorful lights accompanied by thunder. Was Huang Curly Hair probably struck to death by lightning?
Is this how the complaint should be written?
The leader of the military police is a second lieutenant. He has a huge aquiline nose on his face, which makes people feel like a vulture when he looks at him.
He stepped forward and fiddled with the yellow curly hair on the ground, and found that it was completely dead. He stood up and walked around Wu Mo, turning left and right a few times. He waved his hand and ordered,
"Hurry up, strip this kid naked and search him carefully to see if there are any spiritual weapons hidden on him."
If there is a powerful spiritual weapon, it can kill people invisible.
As for whether the spiritual weapon that committed the crime was stored in his body, the hook-nosed second lieutenant didn't think much about it no matter how open his mind was. Not to mention a spiritual disciple, even a professional cannot handle that kind of magic weapon.
The spiritual weapon that can be taken into the body is called a magic weapon, and it may be something that professionals will never see in their lifetime.
Wu Mo could only cooperate obediently.
His screams, like those of a pig being killed, rang out in the small dark room.
"Oh, please be gentle, gentlemen, I am just a spiritual disciple who has just awakened, and I don't have the power to restrain a chicken."
"Holy shit! What are you doing? Do you want to do an anus examination? Damn it, even if I have a baby, I can't hide it there!"
"Ma Dan, don't throw away my money bag. I'm telling you, I know what's in the money bag."
Ordinary military police were nothing more than Kot warriors. Wu Mo was unafraid, but what he was afraid of was the national will represented by the military police.
Wu Mo is still half a galaxy away from being able to ignore the state's violent machinery.
So he had to shout loudly to let Feifei Bao and Zhou Min know and come and get him quickly. That was Wu Mo's only support at the moment.
Grandma Zhou, Principal Zhou, Fairy Zhou, please come here quickly.
Seeing that his subordinates were timid and did not dare to open the money bag, the hook-nosed second lieutenant stood at the door and snorted, strode forward, grabbed the pouch with his hands, opened it, and couldn't help but gasped, raised his eyes and asked ,
"You're a spiritual disciple, where did these things come from?"
Even professionals cannot possess such a large amount of spiritual stones.
Wu Mo was originally an idler in the mountains. At this time, he suffered both physical and mental humiliation. He couldn't help but lose the little sympathy he had for Huang Curly, and he also hated the military police.
"You're asking too much. Does my stuff have anything to do with this? Why should I tell you?"
"I'm warning you, you will answer honestly whatever I ask you."
After the initial panic, Wu Mo calmed down. With his bare buttocks and angular face raised, he looked directly at the second lieutenant and grinned,
"I dug the grave of the ancient god. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
The hook-nosed second lieutenant held the money bag, put his hands behind his back, moved his chin, pursed his lips towards his men, and said loudly,
"I declare that you are suspected of intentional homicide, and you will now be formally arrested."
Wu Mo had just put on his big pants. When he heard this, he almost jumped up.
"Why? I just got off the boat fine and this lunatic rushed over and died. What does it have to do with me?"
Before he finished speaking, the military police swarmed forward and pinned Wu Mo to the ground.
He struggled for a few times, but no matter how hot-blooded the young man was, he finally did not dare to resist. He closed his eyes and understood in his heart,
"I cannot fight against violent institutions with my own strength. I can only rely on more violent institutions."
"My aunts and grandmothers will always come on the five-color auspicious clouds to save me from fire and water."
Sometimes, hope is like a mental drug that can anesthetize the will to resist.
The second lieutenant squatted in front of Wu Mo, stretched out his finger and poked his shoulder.
"Boy, even if nothing has anything to do with you, I still have the right to lock you up for thirty-six hours."
He licked his lips and sneered,
"I just like to keep you locked up, okay?"
The second lieutenant has watched the entire incident on the surveillance camera.
The yellow curly hair launched a surprise attack, then paused in astonishment. At this moment of pause, even if stretched in slow motion, there is no subsequent movement, just like an insect stuck in a spider web.
Insects can still be flicked, but yellow curly hair cannot make a ripple.
Wu Mo looked as if he had been pushed away by Huang Curly Hair, and he scurried sideways like a frightened rabbit.
The hook-nosed second lieutenant is a sensible person. One look at this boy's body and movements, and you can tell that he is a young man who has not received systematic training.
According to the corresponding information given in the system, this boy's name is Wu Mo, a civilian from Meiji City.
The hook-nosed second lieutenant was in an extremely comfortable mood.
"No wonder he's so ugly. It turns out he's just a native. No matter how he got it, no matter what he came to Linsen Island for, all in all, you, the slutty monkey, can't escape from my grasp."
Greed and indifference flashed in his eyes, and he had already made up his mind to kill Wu Mo quietly.
"Haha, my left eyelid has been twitching these past few days. It seems like I should make a fortune. Even if I spend half of it, I won't be able to earn it in my life."
It's very simple. Just charge him with assaulting a police officer and everything will be fine.
Don't mention the net between heaven and earth. People who have a good heart will do what they have in mind. If it is not perfectly matched, it will really be a disgrace to the ancestors.
Whether it was Huang Curly Hair, Wu Mo, or the hook-nosed second lieutenant who was waving his index finger, the so-called disaster from heaven was probably like this.
Since ancient times, money and silk have moved people's hearts, and no one is exempt from it, including Nie Yunfei, who is standing in front of the house.
The second lieutenant's voice, full of evil tone, diverted Nie Yunfei for a moment, and she had an extremely twisted thought inexplicably.
"If Wu Mo is locked up for a few years, or even locked up, and Kulu goes to Lina with him, he might be able to legitimately become his own spiritual pet."
There are some things that you can always think about, but you absolutely cannot say them out, let alone do them.
Nie Yunfei was in a trance when Kulu arched her arms, staring at her bright little black eyes, and sent out a spiritual consciousness worriedly,
"Sister Feifei, what should I do?"
The extremely pure eyes and the buzzing spiritual consciousness instantly broke Nie Yunfei's imagination. She slapped herself hard and whispered a national curse,
"Idiot!"
Of course he was scolding himself.
Holding Kuru in his arms, he greeted Zhou Min and Lei Hai who had just disembarked from the boat.
Zhou Min and the other two were sitting in the cabin writing a report. They were shocked when they heard the news and hurried over. Nie Yunfei kept talking and explained everything clearly.
The death of an elite spiritual person who came for the trial, the imprisonment of an unprecedented genius, no matter what, it was a big deal.
Interrogating, searching, and arresting the parties concerned were the duties of the military police, and Zhou Min and Lei Hai had no choice.
At this moment, the two newcomers had not yet performed their duties and had not yet learned to wear the tiger skin of the Military Intelligence Bureau.
Lei Hai squatted down, carefully inspected Huang Curly's body, slightly gestured with his jaw, and made a few simple gestures with his hands.
"It's exactly the same as the death of the python bear, with its facial features bursting open and a large ball of blood and minced meat spurting out of its mouth."
Zhou Min immediately understood what Lei Hai meant, his face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes revealed a strong sense of luck.
"Thankfully I didn't do anything rashly that day."
As a professional, let alone what kind of harm it could cause to that boy Wu Mo, she would probably become a dead person first.
The arrow of spiritual consciousness, regardless of the angle, directly penetrated Huang Curly's consciousness sea space.
This is the method of a sage!
