Chapter 118: Free dance

Kemeng is not good at language interrogation and is not responsible for

interrogation work.

Originally, he could stand and eat melons on this matter, but he was the

investigator who had been contacted most deeply in the incident. Even if he

could not interrogate, the big man sitting in the monitoring room could use

the walkie-talkie to instruct Kemon to do interrogation work, so he was

assigned A member of the interrogation team.

Investigators have high spiritual perceptions, and drawing lots is not

necessarily a fair way, because people with high genius can vaguely feel that

they are “hit” or “not”.

However, the Whale City branch has a lottery object that can shield spiritual

perception. The lottery participants cannot perceive whether the lottery is

“winning” and guarantee the fairness of the lottery.

Captain Luo was also added to the interrogation list. His words were very

good, and he was also the person in direct contact with the incident.

One minute later, someone brought the lottery tube. There were many wooden

sticks in the lottery tube, among which ten were red and ninety were white.

Luo originally counted the people who participated in the interrogation. Some

people did not need to be interrogated, but because they participated in the

matter personally, they were all included.

He explained to the lottery barrel: "There are 13 people in the lottery, and

one red lottery is drawn."

The function of the lottery tube is to explain to him the method of lottery

first, and then draw lots. There are no side effects for the time being.

Not all special objects have a price. The lottery tube may have a price, but

no one has discovered its side effects. On the file data, the tester's

evaluation is that there are no side effects.

"Come and draw." Luo Yuan closed the lid, shook the wooden stick, and then

opened the wooden lid.

Twelve people, fast or slow, all pinched the wooden sign they wanted to pinch

within a few seconds.

Kemeng first sensed the wooden sticks for a while, but really didn't feel the

abnormal source of information from it.

Special items themselves often emit some information, which may be chaotic and

disorderly, requiring human brains to sort, perceive, and refine.

But wooden sticks don’t have this kind of feeling.

Kemeng squeezed a wooden sign at will, without thinking about it, it was all

random.

"Alright, let's see what color my wooden sign is." Luo Yuan said.

After a while, Kemon took out a wooden sign.

is a white sign, it is not his turn to dance.

"Ah! It's me again!" Di Ping, who participated in the interrogation, was

furious. He didn't expect that his luck was so unlucky that he won the red

lottery for the second time.

Di Ping is a D-class personnel who came to support the scene that night.

Kemeng went back to rest after the incident, and Di Ping led the team.

Di Ping looked at the red lottery in his hand, then looked at the normal

wooden lottery in the hands of others, and sighed.

The other teammates held back their smiles and comforted: "Go on, Di Ping!"

"Don't worry, no one is watching the surveillance, I promise."

"Who dares to watch the surveillance, I will beat him to death."

"Even if no one is watching the surveillance, it still has to be recorded as a

video for archival recording." Captain Di frustrated.

The teammates held back a smile, patted their shoulders and left.

Everyone in the monitoring room glanced at each other, some people retreated

from the monitoring room, and only a few remained in the monitoring room to

continue monitoring.

The monitoring room cannot be unattended, this is the basic principle.

Of course, I'm not so busy at ordinary times. A few people are enough.

On the other side, Captain Di was sitting in the interrogation room knocking

on the table, his calves trembling restlessly, waiting for others to send the

interrogation object.

His heart is anxious. The newcomer may not know how complicated his heart is,

but the old man at the Bureau of Investigation must know what his mentality

is.

The time is so long and suffering.

"Captain Di, the interrogation item is here."

A young girl came over holding a sealed box. She was a newcomer in the bureau

and an F-class personnel.

SABCDEF, she is at the bottom, still in the stage of learning theory, and she

doesn't know much.

The object in his hand is a level six thing, called the Freedom Dance Turban.

Judging from the information she knows, the person wearing the headscarf will

take off the sundries and dance in place with a pair of pants, very free.

People who see Freedom Dance will unconsciously let go of their guards and

dance together.

At this time, the interrogator must answer any questions.

But the free headscarf does not work for people with brain dysfunction and

abnormal mental activity.

In the shadow state, they don’t have brains and other things, but for the

Freedom Dance turban, consciousness is the real self, and the body is an

illusory and unreal thing.

As long as the consciousness is not confused, you can dance freely.

Captain Di has seen through the essence of the two shadows, and their

consciousness is still sober in nature.

As long as you are conscious and not ignorant, you can dance the freedom dance

with him.

Captain Di took the box from the girl. The girl looked at him and asked in a

low voice, "Can I stay and have a look?"

The sound is very nice, like a spring breeze.

"No." Captain Di categorically refused without hesitation.

It’s good for the boys to stay. If the girls also dance together, the scene

cannot be described normally.

The F-class girl looked at Captain Di, who was only 27 years old, with a

little bitter gaze. She slowly stepped back, left the interrogation room, and

closed the door smoothly.

Captain Di closed the curtains, and Director Lei’s voice came from the headset

immediately: "How is the situation?"

"No danger."

"Report if there is a risk."

"Understand."

Captain Di opened the black box and saw a red round hat.

The round hat is not big, but it is very elastic. If you pull it up slightly,

the hat will expand in a circle.

This thing is self-adapting size, which is similar to the wearing

characteristics of Kemeng's Juli gloves, and it automatically adapts to the

size of the host.

He took a deep breath, looked at the two strong-minded shadows in the corner,

and asked: "One more question, is your purpose of polluting Whale County

Travel Notes to pollute Whale Market?"

The people in the interrogation team are doing the interrogation. UU reading

www.uukanshu.com is not unexpected.

"Whale County Travel Notes" they have read, it is a travel note describing the

style of Whale County decades ago.

Combined with the perception of the sacrifice ceremony, the other party's goal

is most likely to pollute the entire whale market.

"Don't tell me, there is a kind of you let us speak!"

"If you have any despicable means, please use it!"

The two shadows are extremely arrogant, even if they see Captain Di take out a

red turban, they are still stiff and stubborn.

Captain Di whispered and cursed swearing softly, then put on a red round cap.

At this moment, his eyes changed.

He unbuttoned his shirt, belt, and jeans, and gave it a cool gesture.

'S stiff face was no longer serious, but the corners of his mouth curled up,

revealing a honey smile.

The two shadows were illuminated by the dazzling lamp, unable to move.

"what happened?"

"???"

Di Ping danced freely in front of the two shadows, and the atmosphere became

anxious.

The two shadows didn't change their inner thoughts, but for some reason, the

closed heart seemed to open a heart.

The dazzling light shone on the earth.

The two shadows twisted their bodies unconsciously, and no longer squeezed in

the corner, but separated to the left and right sides and danced slowly.

The table lamp unhurriedly releases a warm white light to illuminate Di Ping's

shadow.

On the wall, three figures dance together.

monitoring room.

Several old monitors looked at this situation and looked at each other.

One person took out his mobile phone very tacitly, clicked on the music

software, and switched to a DJ version of Love.

"Is this your excuse for breaking up..."