Chapter 76 Acting

Fu Chenggang's eyelids twitched violently.

He didn't know why. Perhaps it was eye muscle fatigue caused by staying up late, or it might be stimulated by some external perfume.

Fu Chenggang hated perfume.

But there were too many perfumes in this world.

There were perfumes on the bus, in the subway, in the elevator, on the sidewalk, and even in the bathroom...

What a person likes and hates is often unreasonable.

Living in this world full of various smells, there will be many things that you can't help but endure. The more you resist, the easier it is to encounter.

For example, perfume.

For example, work.

"Sir, would you like to try our latest coffee?" The sales lady smiled and held the small paper cup of coffee, exuding the smell of cheap perfume.

Fu Chenggang raised his hand: "Thank you. No."

Before leaving, he glanced at the top of his head.

The camera was just above, enough to take a picture of his appearance. They should soon know that he was in this mall.

Then, the committee will send someone over.

According to the procedure, he will be arrested on suspicion of endangering public safety, taken to a detention room, and then interrogated for 24 hours.

They will not get any evidence or confession because there are no witnesses or evidence.

According to relevant regulations, the committee will at most fine him, detain him for three to five days, and warn him not to affect the life order of ordinary people.

He just used the [ID card] to get to know a few women and inquire about some personal privacy, that's all.

At the same time, a kidnapping case will happen in this city, starting quietly and ending quietly.

That has nothing to do with Fu Chenggang, and the camera is the best proof.

Investigating and convicting a crime requires evidence.

Fu Chenggang has no doubt about the outcome of this plan.

This is the benefit that the identity of "policeman" brings to himself.

Identity is a symbol that allows others to see your behavior at a glance. Identity is also a shackle that prevents people from crossing the boundaries defined by identity.

In other words, this is also a rule.

Of course, you can also completely abandon the rules, which will bring unlimited freedom and complete freedom.

However, that is to be an enemy of everyone in the circle of rules, and the end is generally not very good.

Fu Chenggang praised the courage to defy the rules, but he still stood within the circle of rules.

Or, he stood on the stronger side.

The strong are always the ones who can make the rules.

Fu Chenggang waited quietly.

He knew that it would not be long before the committee members would show up and take him away. He even thought of a cold joke to finish the conversation with the committee.

After all, Officer Fu Chenggang was a man who liked to tell cold jokes.

At least that's what he wrote on his [ID card].

His eyelids were still twitching, interrupting his thoughts.

Fu Chenggang suddenly felt a sense of danger.

He seemed to be targeted by something, not like someone from the committee. For some reason, he suddenly couldn't feel the fire of Xirut.

He felt a little bad.

Fu Chenggang hesitated.

This was different from the plan.

Before he could choose which backup plan to use, something hit his lower back.

"Don't move."

A girl said behind him: "If you don't want to be like your apostle, be obedient."

Fu Chenggang's body stiffened.

A strange smell, a faint fragrance, a dangerous smell.

There was a finger against his waist, but this finger was as dangerous as a pistol.

He finally confirmed that the fire of Xirut had completely disappeared.

Killed.

A 14th-level apostle was silenced in an instant.

A person of this level...

It's bad!

Huang Liaoxin was a cover, and he was fooled!

Fu Chenggang didn't dare to think about it.

His heart was pounding, his palms were sweating, and he felt a little dry in his mouth.

"Go forward."

The person behind him said.

Fu Chenggang did what she said.

At this point, he knew there was no need to resist.

Walking to a utility room in the mall bathroom, Fu Chenggang was suddenly entangled by a sticky yellow liquid and he immediately lost consciousness.

...

When he woke up again, Fu Chenggang found himself in an abandoned car.

This is a parking lane.

His heart skipped a beat.

It turned out that his every move was under the other party's eyes.

There was a young girl sitting next to him.

She looked about 20 years old, wearing a pair of sunglasses, with long green hair under a baseball cap, and wearing a loose gray sweater.

"Awake?" the other party said.

Fu Chenggang tried to stay calm: "Who are you? What do you want me to do?"

The girl said: "Tell me everything you know. Get to the point, I'm in a hurry."

The situation is stronger than the person.

Fu Chenggang sorted out his thoughts, his cheeks moved, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes: "My name is... Lin Zecheng, I'm from Jiangnan City."

"My name in the Temple of the Gods is [Light God], and I am a god of [Whistleblower]."

"Recently I received an order to find the key that was hidden by the prayer god Jia Xiaokai. Now he has been imprisoned by the committee and has completely lost contact."

"Jia Xiaokai is one of the gods of [Whistleblower]. He secretly hid the key to [Golden Fields], but no one knows where he hid the key."

He said: "The [whistleblower] suspected that Jia Xiaokai hid the key in Gaojiewei, which is somewhere here. So he sent me to investigate."

"I spent a lot of time and found out that Jia Xiaokai had a cousin named Huang Liaoxin who co-founded a company. They had a very close relationship at one time, and Huang Liaoxin was the person Jia Xiaokai trusted the most."

"So I checked Huang Liaoxin, but didn't find any clues at his home, nor in the company..."

"Later, his daughter returned to China, and I contacted his daughter and his company's employees. Most of these employees are related to Huang Liaoxin, and theoretically they are all suspects..."

"As a criminal policeman, you can't miss any possible clues."

The girl turned her face slowly.

Lin Zecheng's expression froze, and his facial muscles twitched: "Sorry... These are all side effects of the [identity card]. Once you use the identity, it is easy to cause over-immersion."

Realizing that he had said it in too much detail and cumbersomeness, a star ring appeared behind Lin Zecheng, and a white card full of words flew out of it.

He wiped his fingers on the card, and the card surface returned to white.

As the words on the card disappeared, Lin Zecheng's aura suddenly changed.

His body suddenly hunched up, and his eyes became a little timid, completely different from his previous image of righteousness and sharp eyes.

"Continue." The other party said.

"Yes, yes."

Lin Zecheng didn't know where to put his hands, and he hurriedly continued the previous words: "I tracked Huang Liaoxin all the way, and asked Xirut, my apostle, to control him and ask him about the whereabouts of the key."

"Then I was here..."

Finally, the girl said: "Hand over the props."

The star ring behind Lin Zecheng reappeared, and a small glass bottle flew out of it.

He handed the two treasures to the other party honestly.

The girl pushed the door and got out of the car.

Not long after, another person appeared outside the car window. It was a young girl wearing a plaid shirt jacket and a camel-colored cap.

"I am Song Shiyi, the prosecutor of the committee."

The other party's voice was clear: "Please come with me."

Lin Zecheng let out a sigh, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and relaxed the tense muscles all over his body.

The people from the committee have arrived. It's safe.

He began to understand Jia Xiaokai.

Sometimes, being locked up by the committee may not be a bad thing.

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