C18 Suspect of crime

"Ah …" It's that beggar! " Bai Hui Juan seemed to have gone crazy as she covered her ears with her hands and chanted non-stop. Even the customers nearby gave us peculiar looks. To avoid any more disturbances, Brother Song paid the bill and left with Bai Huijuan.

The three of us swiftly rushed back to Brother Song's house. Bai Hui Juan was so scared that she almost went mad and fainted. I think it's getting late. If I don't go back now, that grandma will torture me again.

I got up to leave. Brother Song wanted me to stay for the night. I also hesitated for a moment. In the end, I decided to help someone to the end.

In reality, I didn't have any confidence as the interior of the house had fallen into darkness. At midnight, the clock on the wall chimed a few times. I suddenly opened my eyes and a sound came from outside the bedroom.

I hastily sat up, jumped off the bed, and opened the bedroom door. The sound came from the room next door, and I walked to the bedroom door with some doubts. I reached out my hand to open the door.

"Brother Song, what are you doing?" Song Yifan sat up with the porcelain bowl in his hands, as if he was mesmerized. No matter how I asked him, he wouldn't answer me.

"So beautiful …" "She's really beautiful …"

"What?" Brother Song seemed to be possessed, as he stood up and started dancing. That dance was extremely seductive.

"Big Brother Song, wake up …" I reached forward and pushed him down on the bed. Brother Song closed his eyes and fainted.

It was really weird. I bent down to pick up the porcelain pot from the floor and carried it back to the room.

I found a piece of cloth and wrapped it around the basin. The only thing I could do now was throw it away. While it was dark, I went out in my clothes. I carried the china pot downstairs and threw it in the trash.

Hopefully, this will be the end of it and nothing more will happen. I turned and went back upstairs, relieved this time, and went back to my room and lay down on my bed.

The next morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the window. I rubbed my eyes, got out of bed, opened the door and left the room.

"Brother Song …" "He got up." I went to the door of the next room and knocked. There was no sound from inside. Feeling uneasy, I pushed open the door and walked in.

Brother Song was lying on the bed, holding the basin in his arms.

"What's wrong, what are you two doing!" Bai Hui Juan walked in from outside and looked at me with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong with Old Song? Why is he carrying a porcelain bowl?!"

"Why is this porcelain bowl here!" I reached out to push brother Song. His body was cold and his face was as white as paper. He had already stopped breathing.

"He's dead …"

"How did it turn out like this? We just wanted to get some antiques to sell!" Bai Hui Juan's face was also ashen. Her body was like mud as she sat paralyzed on the ground. She was so scared that she started to cry.

I frowned and stretched out my hand to grab the porcelain bowl. That porcelain bowl appeared unharmed. I had clearly thrown the pot away last night, how could it … What should we do now? We should first call the police. It's not a good idea to stay here any longer. I pulled Bai Hui Juan out of Brother Song's house and returned to the shop.

I poured a glass of water and passed it to Bai Hui Juan. Right now, she's the only one left.

Bai Hui Juan drank a mouthful of water, the hand holding the cup trembling non-stop: "Save me …" I don't want to die! "

"The problem is with this porcelain bowl. This pot is very strange!"

"Tell me the truth, how did you get this porcelain bowl?" Bai Hui Juan said somewhat fearfully, "Yes …" It was dug out of the ground! "

It turned out that on that day, Song Yifei and the others took advantage of the dark to sneak into the mountain. They found a cave that had been left behind by the tomb robbers from earlier. Song Yifei and the others were immediately befuddled by the wealth. They went in and found a few corpses, and next to one of them was a porcelain pot.

"Was there anything else in the cave?"

"No, I was scared too. I told them to hurry up and come out." Something from the tomb? The few of you sure are bold! It wasn't impossible for this porcelain bowl to be stained with dirt from antiques, but it was too dangerous. He had killed a few people in a row. The way he had died was extremely weird and terrifying. Bai Hui Juan was so frightened that she had gone insane. She felt that anyone who saw her would think of them as ghosts.

I had no choice but to ignore this matter. The farther away the better. I found a park to bury the pot under a tree. In case it comes out again to hurt people, I also put a big stone on top of it.

A few murders in the city inevitably caused a sensation. As soon as I stepped into the house, I was followed by two policemen.

"I'm from the City Police Department's Criminal Police Division. I have something to discuss with you!" Two police officers, a man and a woman, walked in and sat on the sofa.

I poured two glasses of water and put them on the coffee table. They would have looked for me anyway, since there were so many of my fingerprints at the scene.

I pretended to be calm. "What did the two police officers want from me?"

"Do you know this person?" The police officer took out a few photos. They belonged to Brother Song and his friends. Their deaths were so appalling that it was hard to tell how they managed to resist taking them.

I explained briefly that these two police officers were quite stubborn and insisted that I take them to dig up the porcelain pots. I had no choice but to take the two officers back to the park.

"This is the place." I pointed under the tree, where the boulder was still resting.

The officer ordered his men to move the big rock away and started digging with the shovel. "Captain!" We didn't find any porcelain pots. "

I was slightly stunned before I doubtfully said, "I can't! I clearly buried that porcelain pot under the ground."

"Mr. Liu, I think you're going back to the police station with us." Just a few days after we entered the city, such a thing happened.

I was taken to the police car and brought straight back to the police station, where I was given an interrogation room, though I was not handcuffed because I was a suspect.

"Mr. Liu, can you tell us more about that porcelain bowl?" The female police officer had a serious look on her face. She was dressed in a police uniform and looked valiant and valiant. She was also quite pretty.

I hesitated for a moment before I slowly replied, "It really is that porcelain bowl. They accidentally obtained this porcelain pot and what happened afterwards. You all ask me, I don't know what happened exactly."

If this matter were to be exposed, it might cause a panic among the society.

"Porcelain? We didn't find any pots at all. " The policewoman squinted and stared at me, as if she was staring at a criminal. "Don't make such a feudal superstition around here. Hurry up and confess!"

"What do you want me to explain!?" I sat in the interrogation room for four hours before I was finally released. I decided that I would not care about this matter anymore. This matter was none of Song Yifei's business. Since Song Yifei was already dead, let's just put this matter to rest. I dragged my tired body back to the shop. It was cloudy today, as if it was going to rain. If I didn't have the lights on, the shop would be dark. Suddenly, a chill came from my back.

I abruptly turned my head around and saw a few familiar figures appear within the room.