I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 19: Testing

"... Commander Han Meng."

When Han Meng called him, Chen Ling's eyes flashed with guilt, but he quickly returned to normal, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"A fusionist dares to sneak into the law enforcement team... You are really brave." Han Meng slowly said, "Tell me, what is your purpose?"

This sentence fell into Chen Ling's ears, like thunder roaring!

He found out? !

No... Impossible... The one he fought with last night was the red paper monster, and he never saw my face from beginning to end! How could he recognize me at a glance?

"Ah?" Chen Ling's eyes were full of confusion, "Captain Han Meng... what are you talking about?"

"What do you mean, don't you understand?"

"... I don't understand."

"Where were you last night?"

"I was sleeping at home."

"What happened before that?"

"I was practicing singing opera with my brother in the wild."

"Your brother was practicing singing opera, why did you go?"

"He's timid and wants me to accompany him."

"What piece of music is he practicing?"

"Farewell My Concubine."

"What's the last line?"

"... Oops!"

"What's the second to last line?"

"... Wait for me to see!"

Han Meng's questions were so fast that Chen Ling didn't have time to react.

As Chen Ling answered, cold sweat broke out on his back. When it came to the last three questions, he almost couldn't help but turn around and run.

Chen Ling had never been exposed to the drama in this world, and didn't know what the repertoires were. He could only bite the bullet and say the one he was most familiar with in his previous life... He could only bet that Han Meng didn't understand drama at all!

As for the lines, this is indeed not difficult for Chen Ling. In his previous life, there were often Peking opera performances in the theater. He had listened to "Farewell My Concubine" no less than 20 times. He still remembered the scene where Xiang Yu turned around and found Yu Ji committing suicide.

Facts have proved that Chen Ling made the right bet.

After asking the last question, Han Meng stared at Chen Ling, his eyes seemed to see through his heart... After a few seconds of silence, Han Meng slowly spoke:

"Oh, maybe I was wrong."

This guy is really cheating me!

It seems that the club last night was not enough!

Chen Ling took a deep breath, "Captain Han Meng, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."

"Wait." Han Meng stopped Chen Ling, "Which street are you being transferred to?"

"... District 2, Bingquan Street."

"Don't go home yet... Go directly there."

"Ah? Didn't you say we have three hours to prepare..."

"This is an order."

Han Meng's simple four words blocked all Chen Ling's words.

Chen Ling and Han Meng stared at each other in the cold wind, their cotton robes and windbreakers fluttering, and the world fell into a dead silence...

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Ling slowly spoke: "I know..."

"It takes at most two hours to get to Bingquan Street in District 2 from here. After two hours, I will confirm whether you have arrived there... Do you understand?"

Chen Ling gritted his teeth and said, "My legs are tired, it will take a little longer."

"I'll call a rickshaw for you."

"..."

Han Meng simply interpreted the four words "vigorous and resolute" to the extreme. He stopped a rickshaw driver on the street, who was the one who had talked to Chen Ling when he came, and then told him directly that he had to send Chen Ling to Bingquan Street on time, and he would reimburse the road expenses.

So, Chen Ling got on the rickshaw helplessly under Han Meng's gaze and drove straight to District 2.

Watching Chen Ling leave, Han Meng stepped on the burnt cigarette butt under his feet and snorted coldly.

"Brother Meng, why are you targeting him?" Jiang Qin walked over in confusion.

"Don't you think it's strange?" Han Meng replied calmly,

"On the night of the intersection of the Gray Realm, Li Xiuchun and Chen Tan went to the mass grave in the rain, saying that they wanted to worship their son... The next day, the disaster happened to break into their house and killed the two law enforcers who were following them, but only let them go... And during this process, the two brothers of the Chen family were not at home, and there was no alibi."

"But, worshiping the son has been explained. Many years ago, they had a child who died young..."

"You got the point wrong."

"Ah?"

"The point is not to worship the son, but to worship before dawn in the rare heavy rain in the Aurora Realm in ten years... Do you think that a child who died young and has no feelings is worth it for them to do this?"

"This..." Jiang Qin was speechless.

"Dying young and practicing singing are all Chen Ling's unilateral statements, there is no evidence." Han Meng patted Jiang Qin's shoulder, "As law enforcers, we should see with our own eyes, not with our ears."

"... I understand, Brother Meng."

"I understand, then come with me to No. 128 Hanshuang Street."

"What for?"

"I have sent Chen Ling away... The rest is to interrogate Chen Yan." Han Meng's eyes narrowed slightly.

...

Knock-knock-knock...

The hammer hit rhythmically, driving the nails into the wall little by little.

As the wooden boards were neatly laid on the wall, the original big hole was gradually repaired. Chen Yan wiped the sweat from his face, fixed the last wooden board in place, and then sat down on the chair panting.

He looked back at the living room, only to see the man with silver-rimmed glasses curiously looking at the wooden boards he had just laid, wondering what he was thinking.

"Don't even know to come and help..."

Chen Yan muttered softly.

Chen Yan actually didn't want to let this man into the house, but the other party was holding his brother's handwritten letter in his hand, and was a serious guest.

However, why had he never heard his brother mention that he had friends in Aurora City?

Just after Chen Yan finished the work, the man stood up slowly, walked to the tightly nailed wooden board, and said in surprise:

"How did you do this...?"

"Repairing a house is not difficult. My brother took me to build a wooden house when I was a child... Although it was for birds to live in." Chen Yan raised his head proudly, "I heard that people in your Aurora City are very delicate. You shouldn't have such good skills in repairing houses, right?"

The man was about to say something when a hurried knock on the door came.

"The law enforcer is asking questions, open the door immediately!!"

Hearing these words, Chen Yan's face turned pale instantly.

He didn't know why the law enforcer suddenly came to the door, but his intuition told him that they suddenly came to ask questions at this time, and there was definitely nothing good...

Chen Yan turned his mind and said to the man: "When you come to open the door, just say that no one is home."

After the voice fell, he immediately hid in the bedroom and hid his body.

"Law enforcer..." The man frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and still stepped forward to open the door.

Han Meng and Jiang Qin stood behind the door.

Seeing that it was a strange man who opened the door, Jiang Qin was stunned, and then looked at the house number and asked in confusion, "Strange... Didn't I go to the wrong place?"

Han Meng's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw the man,

"Why are you here?"

"I thought it was someone else... It turned out to be you." The man raised the corner of his mouth, pushed his silver-rimmed glasses, and said slowly, "I should have thought of it earlier, District 3 is your territory."

Seeing that the two of them were chatting directly, Jiang Qin leaned close to Han Meng's ear and whispered, "Brother Meng, who is he?"

"Aurora City, the genius doctor Chu Muyun."

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