"I'm a courier. Do you understand, courier, if you make another mistake, I will fix it for you!" Fu Bao said with a fierce look in his eyes.
Lu Jinyuan shrank for a moment, and when he saw that there was no one around and there were no monitors, he wilted. He picked up his lunch box and turned around, not wanting to eat at the same table as Fu Bao.
At this moment, the door opened with a creak, and a middle-aged policeman walked in with a file in his hand. Fu Bao and Lu Jinyuan immediately stopped eating and stared at the man who was about to dominate them with wide eyes. Destiny police.
"Fu Bao? Lu Jinyuan?" After the police sat down, they asked the two of them.
The two nodded obediently.
"This hand... you discovered today, right?" The middle-aged policeman opened the file and pushed it in front of the two of them. The photo of the severed hand appeared in his sight. The black and thin hand was even more beautiful under the photo. Appears to be covered with a layer of water.
The two nodded again.
Then Lu Jinyuan rushed to point at Fu Bao, "He did it..."
"I didn't ask you this." The police officer immediately interrupted Lu Jinyuan and said, "You guys repeat the whole thing again." Because a simple record had been made before, and Fu Bao and Lu Jinyuan had Everything he said was true, so when he retelling it this time, the content was no different from last time. The police checked the records in the file one by one, finally closed the file and said to the two of them: "This severed hand came from a The body was cut off, and we are currently testing to see who the body belongs to. Before the test results come out, we have asked the two of us to stay at the police station to assist in the investigation..."
"Why do you say it was cut from a corpse?" Fu Bao asked curiously.
"It's very simple. This hand has signs of freezing, which can be judged from the coagulated blood." The policeman explained patiently, "Anyway, the results will probably be available tomorrow morning, so you can stay at the police station overnight. "
"Live here? Where's the bed?" Lu Jinyuan was most concerned about this.
"Of course not here." The policeman smiled.
five minutes later.
Fu Bao and Lu Jinyuan each occupied a corner of the detention room, and they were the only two in the detention room.
After locking them here, the police smiled at them and said, "It's still very easy to sleep here."
"I, can I apply to go back to the room just now? I don't want to be in the same room with the murderer..." Lu Jinyuan said to the middle-aged policeman carefully.
"No." The middle-aged policeman said and left.
"Then can I get my phone back! I will die if I don't have it for one night..." Lu Jinyuan said pitifully.
"I'm sorry, but you are prohibited from contacting the outside world until the results come out tomorrow." The middle-aged policeman said expressionlessly.
"I have several newly updated dramas on my phone. You can take the SIM card away and return the phone to me... Please, please!" Lu Jinyuan pleads with his hands clasped together.
"...Okay." The middle-aged policeman thought for a while and nodded. He handed over Lu Jinyuan's mobile phone, took out the SIM card, and left.
Fu Bao actually wanted to get his phone back. He wanted to send a message to Shen Chang or something, but the phone had run out of battery. He also thought that Shen Chang wouldn't be worried. After all, Shen Chang had been away from home for a few days recently. And they are all boys. Are they still worried that their roommates will be raped if they don’t come home?
Seeing Lu Jinyuan walking towards a corner, Fu Bao was lying on the ground sullenly. When he saw Lu Jinyuan passing by, he couldn't help but kick Lu Jinyuan's fat ass.
"What are you doing!" Lu Jinyuan shouted, covering his butt.
"I was delivering the courier, but you brought me to the police station. What do you think I want to do?" Fu Bao sat up, stared at Lu Jinyuan and said bitterly: "If it weren't for the pain in my hand, I would have beaten you. "
"I was busy catching up on the new show at home, but you got me into the police station..." Lu Jinyuan said softly, then shrank to a corner and became silent.
Time passed little by little. The hour and minute hands of the clock hanging on the wall opposite the detention room moved slowly. Lu Jinyuan was leaning against the wall with his cell phone in his arms. Japanese sounds were coming from the cell phone. Fu Bao was lying on the ground, tossing and turning. But the black and thin severed hand kept appearing in the room, and it seemed familiar no matter how much I thought about it.
"Where have you seen it before?" Fu Bao muttered while lying on the ground with one hand under his head, and then silence spread in the room.
"Ah!" Suddenly, Lu Jinyuan let out a brief exclamation.
Fu Bao was so frightened that he almost jumped up and couldn't help shouting, "What are you doing?!"
"Haha..." Lu Jinyuan turned his chubby body and smiled sarcastically at Fu Bao, "A ghost suddenly appeared in the play..."
"Damn!" Fu Bao raised his middle finger towards Lu Jinyuan.
He thought Lu Jinyuan would continue watching TV series, but he didn't expect that Lu Jinyuan might have been frightened just now. He turned off the screen of his mobile phone and said to him, "Hey, what's your name?"
"...Fu Bao." Fu Bao replied in a muffled voice.
"Do you believe in ghosts?" Lu Jinyuan suddenly narrowed his eyes and said mysteriously.
"What do you mean?" Fu Bao frowned. What's wrong with this fat man?
"Look." Lu Jinyuan pointed to the wall clock on the wall outside the detention room. It was almost twelve o'clock. "It is said that midnight is the time when Yin Qi is at its strongest. Ordinary people can also see ghosts with strong resentments."
"Then what?" He didn't understand what Lu Jinyuan was going to say.
"But this can actually be explained by science!" Lu Jinyuan gestured with interest and said: "You see, at twelve o'clock every day, the earth rotates to a certain angle, forming a fixed angle with the moon and the sun. The angle between the magnetic pole and the magnetic field therefore forms a set of constant theoretical values. The radio wave in the air is like a slingshot that is tightened. It bounces away with a "boo", so we can see the originally invisible image. Radio waves and magnetic fields are inherently related and form the basis of modern network communications. I can analyze supernatural existences from network signals..."
"What on earth do you want to say?!" Fu Bao was a little crazy.
"I modified the lens of my mobile phone to be able to take pictures of ghosts." Lu Jinyuan's expression became more and more mysterious, "Would you like to try it?"
"...I don't want to." Fu Bao simply refused, then turned around and faced the wall to prepare for sleep.
"Hey, let's see what happened." Lu Jinyuan muttered, "It's so evil today that I can even receive express delivery. It would be a pity not to try it..."
"I'm a murderer! If you keep nagging me, I'll kill you!" Fu Bao snorted without looking back.
"Huh, I won't show it to you. I dare to see it myself. What are you afraid of? Let me tell you, this design is super powerful. Through the lens on the mobile phone, it analyzes the changes in the magnetic field and makes the ghost appear. I have other designs that are also very powerful. Use electromagnetic waves to immobilize ghosts..." Lu Jinyuan muttered and pressed the phone, then raised it to take pictures.
Because the detention room was very small, Fu Bao was not far from Lu Jinyuan. Although he was annoyed by this little fat man, he still glanced at it out of curiosity and saw Lu Jinyuan taking pictures up and down with his mobile phone. , looking very serious.
Can a mobile phone capture ghosts? Then why should a Taoist priest do it? Turning around, Fu Bao closed his eyes and crossed his arms, deciding to stay away from the idiot to protect his IQ.
At this time, the minute hand of the clock coincides with the hour hand, and midnight arrives quietly.
Lu Jinyuan was pointing his cell phone at the corner of the detention room, not knowing what he was taking pictures of. When he had finished taking pictures, he stood up and turned around, and suddenly felt his foot tripped.
"Hey!" The tripped Lu Jinyuan looked like a tower about to collapse. He stumbled a few steps and threw himself on the iron fence. The pain caused his fingers to loosen, and the phone fell out with a "snap".
"Murderer!" Lu Jinyuan covered his painful shoulder and turned around to yell angrily.
"What are you doing?" Fu Bao replied lazily as he lay against the wall with his legs curled up, his back to Lu Jinyuan.
"Why did you trip me just now?" Lu Jinyuan, his hands shaking with anger, pointed at Fu Bao and asked.
"Fat man, you must have lost your brain." Fu Bao changed his position disdainfully, put his hands under his head, and lay on his back with his calf crossed on the other leg. He glanced at Lu Jinyuan, wondering what happened. Why is the fat man so crazy?
"Tell you, I'm not someone to be trifled with!" Lu Jinyuan shouted angrily when he saw Fu Bao refused to admit it. He shook his fist at Fu Bao, then squatted down and tried his best to reach out to the iron fence to grab his cell phone.
There was only a dim light left outside the detention room, and the guarding police officer was in the corridor farther away. He might have fallen asleep long ago, so the outside was empty and dark, with only a cell phone with a bright screen lying on the floor.
