The needle falls and you can hear the silence like death!

With two pairs of bad intentions tightened their cold eyes, Jiao Kai opened his mouth into a nest shape, and his heart was pounding, as if it was stuck in his throat and would jump out in the next second.

His throat was dry, but the saliva in his mouth couldn't swallow it, and the base of his tongue was stiff like waxed.

"I have been transferred to our police station for two years. This is the first time I have seen this kind of person. I dare to run to the police station in the middle of the night to do something crazy and use the alcohol to spend the police. Hey~ Master, you can be detained directly!" Xue Fei sneered.

"Our Haiguang City belongs to Dongjiuping Autonomous Prefecture, the standard of judicial sentencing is lighter than that of several other autonomous prefectures, but no one is allowed to call fake police, deliberately waste police resources, or even recreational police personnel." Deng Bin had a dark face, paused his tone, and looked at Jiao Kai, "The current situation is enough for administrative detention for 15 days and fines. Do you have anything else to explain?"

Jiao Kai's whole face turned red, and he recalled the mistakes in his mind, then stood up and shouted anxiously: "By the way, what's going on when I remember?"

"He thought I was timid and said that alcohol can enhance people's courage. In order to better play games with him, he poured a whole bottle of beer into my mouth..."

"Edited, continue to edit it." Xue Fei sneered. He didn't believe a word about Jiao Kai's words at this moment. "Then explain it to me again. You said he was going to play the game of chasing you. Have you met someone along the way?"

"I just watched the surveillance video at the door of the police station, but I didn't see anyone chasing you behind me." Xue Fei continued to question without waiting for Jiao Kai's defense, "So, the perverted murderer you mentioned was like doing nothing. You just let you run to the police station to call the police safely, and it was raining from beginning to end?"

Xue Fei's question was also something that Deng Bin couldn't figure out, but obviously, Jiao Kai couldn't answer a single question.

How could he know what the madman was thinking? He felt like he could still live like a dream now.

Or, just stay in the detention center for ten days and half a month?

This seems to be the safest way to do it!

Jiao Kai's mind changed, and his expression changed as well, gradually calming down from being nervous and wronged.

This change in expression naturally fell into Deng Bin's eyes, and he immediately couldn't understand it!

An incredible report of a case that a person who can't figure out the true or false is irrelevant.

It is very strange that the case reported by the reporter cannot understand. Now even the reporter himself suddenly becomes strange, which has aroused Deng Bin's appetite.

"It's evil!"

Deng Bin snatched the thermos cup back, unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a big mouthful of it. He chewed the tea leaves and wolfberry into his stomach, then wiped his mouth with the cuffs.

Xue Fei was stunned for a moment. He knew that this was Deng Bin's habit of accurately serving the police.

"Prepare, let's go to the place he said to take a look." Deng Bin glanced at Xue Fei, knowing what he wanted to ask, and explained, "A drunk madman ran to the police station and made up an incredible story to report the case. This incident itself is as bizarre as the story he stated. Two bizarre things collided together, and it is very likely that one of the things was true!"

At first glance, this statement seems to be logical.

But Xue Fei stood in the professional mindset of a policeman to ponder, but felt that the more he savored the more he said, the more he tasted it.

"And whether this guy is really drunk or fake drunk, he doesn't seem to be someone with an IQ that can make up such a story?"

Deng Bin is not insulting Jiao Kai, but concluding the facts, and then added: "The most important thing is, Xue Fei, remember that even if the murder case involving a dead person sounds ridiculous and impossible, even if you know it was a waste of time, you will calm down your temper and patience. You must go to the police to confirm the truth!"

Deng Bin made his loose clothes, put on his hat, rubbed the police badge on his head with his index finger, and said seriously: "If we make a wrong judgment, it is a life. We cannot afford to bet, nor can we bet. This is our responsibility as police officers. We must be worthy of this dress and this police badge!"

"Yes!" Xue Fei saluted and put on a police cap.

Jiao Kai's face turned red and red. He was already ready to be detained, but now he really doesn't know whether to be happy or distressed.

Just when he was about to go out, Jiao Kai said another sentence: "What I said is true. There is really a perverted novelist in the self-built building where I live."

"I also think you don't seem to be lying. When you rushed into the police station, the fear on your face and the weakness of your legs and feet did not seem to be performed." Deng Bin replied.

"Then you go over, you two policemen, why don't you bring a gun!" Jiao Kai was a little weak, and the fear Chen Chao brought him was too deep. The psychological shadow covered was about the same as that of 10 policemen lying side by side.

"Before dawn, we were the police officers on duty at the police station. Hurry up..." Xue Fei stood a little convinced Jiao Kai's words, and slapped the police electric baton on his waist heavily, saying, "Ordinary police officers don't deserve guns, it's enough to use this!"

The red and blue patrol lights flashed, tearing through the darkness under the night sky.

...

The windows at one end of the corridor were pushed open, and the torrential rain mixed with the wind, like a wet and greasy hand stroking the walls on both sides of the corridor.

The splashed paint was swelled by the wet and cold wind, and the overturned trash can and the fallen paint can be next to each other. The sour, smelly, stinky and pungent paint smell merged into a more weird smell, floating in the corridor with the wind~

Chen Chao tied a black apron with a bit of paint sticking to it. He held a kitchen knife in his left hand and pressed two rinsed strips of meat on the cutting board with his hand.

Take a knife and cut it into pieces of finger-long strips, just like a housewife cuts and pieces of pork bought.

He quickly packed up the plastic bags, put them back in the house and placed them on the bottom of the refrigerator in the corner of the living room, and mixed them with frozen pieces of pork.

——As like a comrade who was perfectly invading the enemy army.

Chen Chao unbuttoned his apron and threw it outside the door.

After looking carefully, I found that it was not an apron at all, but a contaminated plastic tablecloth.

He glanced at the time on his phone, then gently repaired his feet towards the hole in the wooden door. He calmly went to the water room to wash up briefly, went back to the room, locked the security door, entered the bedroom and opened the computer.

Another bottle of Coke was opened on the table, with a few extra footprints...

Chen Chao ignored it. He removed the original keyboard, replaced it with [Strange Keyboard], turned on the computer, started the computer, and entered the name of the new book on Terminal.com's new book upload page:
Chapter completed!