Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 549 Frightened
Outside the interrogation room, in the only bar in the detention center, Xin Mohai was gulping down beer.

"Drinking a little wine can relieve the pain and anesthetize my increasingly sluggish body."

This bar is also on the first floor. In addition to serving the staff of the detention center, it also serves ordinary suspects in the detention center who have good penitents.

Ma Xue's facial expression was complicated.

"Why, why is this happening? We all saw it, the pen stood up."

The pen is in Xin Mohai's hand, and he is playing with the pen at the moment.

The pen kept turning in his fingers, turning fast like a wheel.

"My pen is fine, there is no motor inside, only black ink, Ma Xue, you don't suspect that I'm messing with Wang Dengming, do you?"

The pen, Ma Xue has also checked, is an ordinary writing tool that can no longer be ordinary.

"A pen is a pen. It stood up, and it actually stood up. In other words, that Chinese guy has abilities that ordinary people don't have, for example, special powers?"

"You have joined the new department, Unnatural Cases Investigation Bureau, you can ask an expert."

"Experts can't explain such a phenomenon, which is impossible in reality."

"The impossible event has happened, right under our noses, just 10 minutes ago, we saw it with our own eyes."

The old hunter raised his head and poured a glass of strong wine into his stomach, and put the glass heavily on the bar cabinet: "Is there anything stronger?"

"Yes, from China, our specialty here is called Moutai."

"Fuck! Don't mention China to me!"

He ordered a cocktail.

"Ma Xue, I still want to ask, what exactly did you see in the church?"

The old hunter stared at the wine in the glass with slightly bloodshot eyes, and said, "Director, is there a possibility that Wang Dengming really has some kind of mysterious power?"

"Didn't you see it already, are we interrogating a person who has a deal with the devil, to be precise, a person who has a contract with the devil."

The old hunter patted the back of his neck vigorously.

"If he doesn't have mystical powers, then Wang Dengming must be using some special means to deceive his eyes."

"That's right, I just saw the pen stand up, nothing else, Sensi, please restrain yourself and don't mess around."

"Director, you are surrendering, right?"

"Be careful before things are clear, unless you can explain why the pen stands up. If you can't find a suitable explanation, just listen to me."

"You mean, Sensi, you interrogate alone?"

"It's better to be like this. Is there any news from Moen?"

"not yet."

"Moen is the big fish, find him quickly."

"So, you plan to let Wang Dengming go, he blatantly snatched the notebook from you."

"Let's not talk about him, let's talk about it after finding Moen. I suspect that there is a drug gang behind this man that we can't imagine. As for Wang Dengming, let me take care of it."

"Well, Director, I also don't want a demon saying good night to me at my bedside in the middle of the night, we have to find out as soon as possible."

The two drank wine and calmed down their frightened mood. They were indeed frightened.

Both of them were victims of the church ghost case, and their psychological shadows were so heavy.

Wang Dengming didn't want to engage in any kind of trickery, but the accidental collision really scared the two of them.

Back to the interrogation room again.

"Did you bring me a drink?"

"Forgot, you only deserve to drink water."

The urine character behind the old hunter was replaced with water, Xin Mohai grinned, and the federal police restrained himself. It was rare, which showed that the old hunter was more timid than himself, and a pen that stood up frightened him like this.

Wang Dengming said that the old hunter abandoned his horse and ran away alone when he was in Mukugu. Xin Mohai still didn't believe it, but now he initially believed it.

"I want a drink, now."

Wang Dengming also became awesome, if you guys are awesome to me again, be careful that I will let the devil greet you.

Xin Mohai didn't move, but the old hunter felt embarrassed when he wanted to.

"If you don't give me water, then send me back. Today's interrogation is over. I'll wait for my lawyer to come."

Xin Mohai was so angry that he slapped the table again, and he slapped it twice, only to find that Wang Dengming was watching his hand slapping the table.

"What are you looking at my hands for?"

"I'm going to ask a vicious ghost to shake hands with your table-beating hand."

"Ridiculous, outrageous, you're threatening me, you're threatening me, you goddammit."

Xin Mohai was manic and loud at the beginning, but the more he spoke, his voice became softer. Wang Dengming did not refute or retort, and encouraged him to continue swearing with an inscrutable smile.

Xin Mohai didn't dare to speak anymore, and said to the old hunter, "What's your opinion, should we continue the interrogation?"

"We have to figure out one thing first. Is it our hallucination that the pen was erected just now? I think we can let him do it again."

Xin Mohai readily agreed, and said, "Wang Dengming, I'll give you another chance. If the pen can stand upright for the second time, I will admit that you do have some special abilities."

"No problem, if I do it, today's interrogation ends here."

Old Hunter: "If you can do it, yes, but I need to cover your eyes."

Wang Dengming roared instantly: "Ma Xue, you bastard, don't overdo it!"

Old hunter: "Some people can indeed move some slight objects with the focus of their eyes, which is a special function different from ordinary people, just like some people have magnetism on their bodies and can attract metal objects, the reason is exactly the same Yes, the FBI has a special department responsible for the research and development of such special abilities. If you are blindfolded and can hold up a pen with only your soul consciousness, then the director and I fully believe that you do have the so-called The power of the soul, isn't it Director?"

Xin Mohai nodded frequently: "That's right, we all ignored this and were deceived by you. What is the power of the soul, as the name suggests, it is the power of the soul. You used your eyes just now, and your eyes were fixed on you." Pen, that's not soul power, it's eyesight, good eyesight, I'll go find cloth. '

The police chief ran out of the interrogation room excitedly, and in a blink of an eye, he got a thick towel. Regardless of whether Wang Dengming agreed or not, he first covered his eyes before talking.

"Come on, the pen is here, on the table, please use the power of your soul to stand it up."

Whether the pen is on the table or not, the ghost knows, Wang Dengming's eyes are blindfolded, so he can't sense any light.

With no other choice, Wang Dengming could only simulate the scene just now, pointing in the direction of the table, cursing, while thinking of erecting the pen.

After about a minute, Xin Mohai asked, "Are you using your soul power?"

If Xin Mohai asked this, it meant that he failed this time.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to play such a game with you, I'm angry!"

The blindfolded towel was removed, Xin Mohai said: "That means you are a liar, you damn liar, how should I punish you?"

As soon as the words fell, the pen on the table made a slight click.

Six eyes stared at the pen.

The ink flowed out, and the jet black ink formed a black circle on the table.

The old hunter picked up the pen, but he only picked up half of it.

The pen broke off and split in two down the middle.

Wang Dengming deliberately imitated the accent from the nether world: "I'm angry!"

(End of this chapter)