"Special"

(Continued from Chapter 122~123) (This is the key point)

(This special chapter is not connected to the main story, nor does it have any involvement, nor is it foreshadowing. It is just another story)

(This means just watch it, no need to deduce the plot!)

"Snapped"

A beam of bright light hit Qin Yu's face, stinging his eyes with pain.

Qin Yu suddenly woke up and felt sore all over his body. The cold touch of the iron chair and handcuffs made his body shiver subconsciously. The strong feeling of sleepiness and fatigue made Qin Yu feel particularly confused at this time.

"Qin Yu, tell me why you killed your roommate Wu Hao" a majestic voice suddenly sounded.

Qin Yu's eyes opened a gap with difficulty.

In the white light, he saw a hazy figure sitting opposite him.

"I...I didn't kill anyone...I didn't kill Wu Hao," Qin Yu muttered subconsciously.

"You are still quibbling! There are only fingerprints of you and Wu Hao at the scene, and there is no trace of the third person at all. Tell me, what is your purpose in killing Wu Hao?"

"It was Wu Hao...it was Uncle Wu Hao who tied me and Wu Hao there...and killed Wu Hao."

The sound of the pen sliding on the paper was heard. After finishing the recording, the sound sounded again:

"Retell me the whole story of the incident. Remember, I will record everything you say. If there is any falsehood, then I'm sorry, you are likely to be promoted from the biggest suspect to the murderer."

The man waited for a moment, but found that Qin Yu didn't speak at all.

He raised his head in confusion, only to find that Qin Yu had already fallen asleep with his head tilted.

...

When Qin Yu woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed, surrounded by the smell of disinfectant.

Where am I?

Qin Yu subconsciously stood up, but his arms were so weak that he staggered and almost couldn't support himself.

"you're awake?"

A middle-aged man in a white coat heard Qin Yu's movements and came from the house next to him.

"Where am I?"

Qin Yu seemed a little confused at this time, his head was even more muddy, and he couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.

"This is a prison. You have lost too much blood. Please take a rest." The middle-aged doctor smiled and replied.

"Prison? Why am I in prison?"

Qin Yu's mood fluctuated violently, and he became sober as a result, and the scenes in his memory kept coming back.

"I didn't fucking kill anyone...I didn't kill Wu Hao," Qin Yu immediately said angrily.

The middle-aged doctor still had a smile on his face: "Okay, it doesn't matter whether you killed me or not. I'm just a prison doctor. When you get better, you can prove it yourself. My task now is to take good care of you. Don't

Let something happen to you here."

Seeing that Qin Yu seemed to be fine except for his severe mood swings, the middle-aged doctor turned around and walked into the small room next to him again.

Qin Yu was left sitting on the bed, thinking about things.

At this time, Qin Yu had also recalled the memory of when he was being interrogated. Thinking that he was actually accused of being a murderer, Qin Yu felt a little baffled.

How could he kill his classmates and buddies, and how could there be no trace of a goatee at the scene?

While Qin Yu was thinking, the door at the other end of the infirmary was pushed open.

A middle-aged man with a tall and tall figure and a Chinese-character face stepped in.

When he saw that Qin Yu had woken up, he was stunned for a moment, then walked to Qin Yu's bed and pulled up a stool to sit down.

"woke up?"

"Yes." Qin Yu nodded.

"Originally I came over to check on your physical condition, but it just so happens that I can continue with the rest of the transcript and tell me what happened that day."

As he spoke, the man took out a pen from his pocket, Ben.

Qin Yu had already guessed the identity of the man in front of him and nodded cooperatively.

Next, Qin Yu began to tell what happened that day from beginning to end.

The man also recorded everything Qin Yu said in his notebook with a serious face.

But when Qin Yu talked about the glowing blood formation and the emergence of evil spirits, the man immediately frowned and interrupted Qin Yu:

"Have you been traumatized before?"

"Everything I said is true," Qin Yu suppressed the anger in his heart and said.

"Forget it, that's the record for now. I have a question I want to ask you. Since you said there is such a third-party person, what evidence do you have?"

Qin Yu looked indignant at the man's constant suspicion.

He took his right hand out of the quilt and placed it in front of the man's eyes: "Did I cut this wound myself?"

The man looked at Qin Yu's wrist carefully and his expression became a little strange.

When Qin Yu saw this, he quickly turned his wrist to face himself.

But when he saw that there wasn't even a scar on his originally cut wrist, his head was buzzing.

How is that possible? It was obviously cut...

Thinking of this, Qin Yu endured the pain and stood up, took off his shirt, and began to check his condition.

Qin Yu was dumbfounded on the spot when he saw that the bruises and scratches originally caused by the goatee had disappeared.

How is it possible... Qin Yu murmured to himself, his expression full of disbelief.

The man also stood up at this time, shook his head and sighed, and then walked into the hut next to him.

Qin Yu could vaguely hear the man saying something to the doctor about the need for a mental examination.

After a while, the man walked out of the house.

He glanced at Qin Yu, walked to him and patted Qin Yu on the shoulder:

“If a person is in a certain uncontrollable state, even he will feel unbelievable about some things that happen.”

Qin Yu still didn't understand what the man meant at this time. He was saying that he killed someone when he had a mental illness.

"I! Didn't! Kill! People!" Qin Yu glared at the man and gritted his teeth.

The man ignored Qin Yu this time, but patted him on the shoulder again, turned around and walked out the door.

The groundless accusation of murder, the erased traces of the goatee, and even more incredible is that the physical trauma disappeared. The connection of all these things made Qin Yu feel like he had fallen into a whirlpool of mist, and everything was weird.

But even as a person involved, Qin Yu couldn't explain the reason.

But if he cannot prove his innocence and the evidence of murder is confirmed, then Qin Yu also knows what is waiting for him.

His fists were clenched involuntarily, and Qin Yu slumped on the bedside with a complicated mood, his thoughts in confusion.

"Oh, by the way, there's something I forgot to tell you." The man with a Chinese character who was about to push the door open suddenly turned around and faced Qin Yu.

Qin Yu subconsciously raised his head.

"After our investigation, Wu Hao's uncle committed suicide three years ago because he could not pay off his debts due to gambling!"

…

In a prison on the outskirts of Tianluo City, a young man in his 20s was slowly walking forward accompanied by prison guards.

His feet were connected by thick iron chains, and the sound of the chains dragging could be heard every time he took a step forward.

When they came to a room door, the prison guard opened the door and said hard to the man: "Be honest when you go in."

The man dragged his legs numbly into the room.

The room is not large in size and has simple interior furnishings, including two chairs and a desk.

Qin Yu skillfully sat on the iron chair opposite the desk, looked up at the man with a Chinese character wearing a police badge in front of him, smiled at himself, but said nothing.

After Qin Yu sat down, the middle-aged man opposite picked up a piece of paper and read:

"Qin Yu, male, 23 years old"

"Born in 1995, orphan, later adopted by Hubo Orphanage in Tianluo City, studied at XXX, graduated from XXX, current job is XXX"

After reading Qin Yu's personal resume, the middle-aged man asked: "Is the information wrong?"

"That's right," Qin Yu replied calmly.

"Very good, Qin Yu, this is already the third time. Let me ask you again, have you killed anyone?"

"I didn't kill anyone..."

When he said this, Qin Yu's mood was extremely complicated.
To be continued...