"Corpse scent?" I frowned, feeling very curious in my heart.
Sister Bai nodded and said in a confused tone, "This kind of thing is rare. It has a hypnotic effect. Generally, only the head-dropping masters in Southeast Asia can practice it, but how can a lame old woman talk to them?" Because of the relationship..."
Sister Bai's words alerted me and made me even more certain that Jiang Li's identity as her grandmother was not simple.
At this time, Jiang Li's eyes were red and she followed several policemen back carrying large and small bags of things.
The clothes on her body were soaked with sweat, and there was a hint of spring in front of her breasts, and her eyes were full of tears, making her look a little pitiful.
Jiang Li looked at the body lying on the ground and couldn't help but threw herself into my arms and cried, "I...I don't have a grandma anymore!"
I turned around and glanced at Sister Bai with some embarrassment. Seeing that she had no reaction, I patted Jiang Li on the shoulder and comforted her, "My condolences...!"
At this time, several policemen who followed Jiang Li through the door looked at me.
One of them, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character, pondered for a few seconds and then said, "Hello, we heard that someone died here, so we came over to take a look. Are you..."
"Yes." I nodded, "I am the owner of a fortune-telling shop in the antique city. I usually tell people about Feng Shui and other things. Tonight, I promised to help her tell some weird things, so I came here. here."
I briefly explained the reason for the incident, but several police officers obviously did not believe this somewhat outrageous explanation.
"Really..." The policeman with the Chinese character's face frowned slightly, his scrutinizing eyes fell on me, and soon moved to Sister Bai, "Then she is..."
Because Sister Bai arrived in a hurry, she simply wore a white gown and jeans. Her hair was a little messy and tied up in a ponytail.
I explained, "She is my girlfriend. She heard that something happened here and came here to help."
When Sister Bai heard how I introduced her, her face immediately turned red, and she looked very cute.
The policeman with the Chinese character face nodded slightly and stretched out his hand toward me, "Show me your ID cards. If you don't have them, please report your ID numbers."
I nodded and gave out the number, but as soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly froze.
Sister Bai has no ID card!
She is a monster herself. She usually stays at home and will not run into the police even if she goes out, so she has never been investigated.
But now that we have met at this juncture, if we can't tell the truth, we may be regarded as a suspect for killing Grandma Jiang Li!
My face froze, and I turned to look at Sister Bai, anxious to see what she would say.
Sister Bai glanced at me and met the scrutinizing gaze of the policeman with a Chinese-character face, "I don't have an ID card!"
"Wha...what?" The policeman with the Chinese character's face was obviously stunned, as if he didn't expect that someone could be so confident, "You...you came here smuggled in?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several police officers on guard moved around and blocked all the exits, forming a tendency to surround the two of us.
Sister Bai looked calm and said, "I'm not smuggling."
"Then what do you mean?" The policeman with the Chinese character frowned, and his right hand slowly fell into the trouser pocket where the handcuffs were placed on his waist. "You don't want to say that we didn't give it to you, do you?"
Sister Bai continued to nod, "That's right, you didn't send it to me."
"Well..." The policeman with the Chinese character face turned to look at me speechlessly, and pointed at his head, "Young man, is your girlfriend here..."
I felt bitter in my heart.
What should I say about this!
Sister Bai is just a spirit in the mountains. There is no such thing as an ID card!
Sure enough, several police officers noticed that Sister Bai and I were acting strangely, and took us directly to the police station for further investigation.
In the car, the Chinese-character face looked at me in the rearview mirror and said, "Young man, what can you do at such a young age? You have to do things like deception, fortune telling, and feng shui!"
"No." Speaking of this, I didn't know how to explain it, so I could only bite the bullet and say, "I would rather believe that this kind of thing exists than believe that it doesn't exist. The things left by our ancestors cannot be nothing." use."
"Yes, that's right." The policeman with a Chinese-character face nodded, "It is indeed useful. After all, this industry has supported many people for thousands of years."
I:"......"
There is absolutely no way to accept this!
With the development of the times, our industry has gradually become lonely. In the minds of many people, it looks like a trick and abduction, so many people do not believe it.
When I arrived at the police station, I was taken directly to the interrogation room. What greeted me was a very beautiful and tall policewoman.
I sat on the chair with some anxiety, waiting for the other party to ask questions.
In half my life, I have never interacted with the police, and I was indeed a little panicked when I first met.
The policewoman wore plain makeup on her face, and the clothes on her body just fit her chest. A black belt around her waist tightly tightened her slim waist wrapped in a black uniform, and her slender thighs were gently closed.
She picked up the documents on the table and started to read through them. The whole room was filled with the sound of "rustling", which made people feel more and more panicked.
This is also a method used during interrogation. From the moment you enter the door, they will not rush to ask questions, but will let you sit quietly and wait, creating a solemn atmosphere. When ordinary people think of these two policemen, When you use the word "Crime", you will subconsciously think of words such as crime and jail, and then you can't help but start thinking about it in your mind.
Some people who are not strong in psychological stress tolerance may not be able to help crying on the spot.
I knew this very well, so I simply took a deep breath, relaxed my mood and leaned back on the chair, waiting for the other party to ask questions.
After a while, the policewoman slowly closed the file and looked up at me, "What's your name?"
"Lu Ming." I answered honestly.
"How old are you?"
"Almost nineteen."
"New to Kuncheng?"
"right."
"What are you doing here?"
"Business."
"Well..." The policewoman nodded and kept writing on the documents in front of her. The room was filled with the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper. "What do you mean by doing business?" ...Do you tell fortunes and read Feng Shui?”
I nodded, "Yes."
The policewoman said nothing after hearing this and continued to record. But after finishing writing, she asked again abruptly, "Why did you go to Jiang Li's house in the middle of the night?"
"She asked me to go take a look at her grandma's affairs. Her grandma is indeed very strange. You can ask their neighbors about this." I said simply, but I couldn't help but start to wonder about Sister Bai now.
The policewoman paused and looked at me in surprise, "How weird is that?"
I looked at the policewoman in front of me calmly, "She... eats people!"
