Chapter 5: The Numbers and the Nine Characters
I was totally unaware of the situation, shit, what the hell is going on?
Asked them, the head of the Ma police officer said on the night of September 4 in Qingmeng Township another broken body case, this time the case occurred in the Castle Peak boundary under the forecourt cliffs (that is, my brother-in-law stationed near the guard house), the county criminal investigation team in the after the investigation, found that I was in the forecourt cliffs that day, and according to the confession, said I was in the same day, from 9:00 p.m. until 4:00 a.m., has been out of the guard house, and the the body-shredding case happened to take place during that time, so I was highly suspected of murder.
I was frozen. How could there be such a coincidence? No, wasn't the murder a few days before that day?
I hurriedly asked him, and Officer Ma looked serious and said, "This is a serial body-shredding case, so the impact is extremely bad."
He showed the summons and asked me if I could go on my own.
I said I could, so I forced my weakness to get out of bed, my father came over to help me, a police car parked outside the door, many idle man mother-in-law small children watching the scene, pointing and saying something. The police from the town police station who brought the men here were driving them away, and I was escorted to the back seat of the police car. My mother was crying and saying something to Officer Ma, who was leading the team, but he just said, "I won't miss a good person, and I won't let a bad person go," which was bullshit.
My father was holding my mother, his hands and feet were shaking with overwhelming grief.
I tapped on the car window and said to my parents with a smile, "Don't worry, I really didn't do anything wrong, I'll be right back, don't worry." The car began to start, the body was shaking, they did not give me handcuffs, but the car smelled of gasoline, I only guilty of nausea, and my body has not yet recovered, so I drifted off to sleep.
The whole thing I have been to the time of arraignment, only to figure out: it turned out that night, from my squatting short mule two hundred meters at the foot of the hillside occurred in a homicide, the deceased is a young man in the village of the color cover, only twenty years old, out of the home, said to go to the neighboring villages to find the old ridge (sworn brother) drinking, the results of the night did not come home, the next day his family called the old ridge home to say that the people drink wine, have gone back! So reported the case, just in time to meet the Forestry Bureau to help the police station to help find Li Dezai, so in a foothill puddle to find the deceased was broken into dozens of pieces.
I asked Li De Cai where he was. The interrogating criminal police told me that Li De Cai also disappeared, and is still looking for it.
The light in the interrogation room was several hundred watts, as bright as a small sun. An interrogator, a recorder, began to cross-examine me-when I came back, why I came back, why I went to the Castle Peak Realm, why I left again, what I did on the night of the 4th, and what I did from what time to what time ......
I then told them about my being bewitched by my grandmother, that I had caught a short mule on the night of the 4th, but unfortunately let it go again, and that I had rushed home in order to remove the bewitchment.
They laughed out loud, and the interrogator said your little uncle said the same thing, are you kidding?
This interrogator is in his twenties, tall and handsome, only his eyebrows are too shallow, his left eye is big, his right eye is small, and his neck is still neurotically twitching and moving. He questioned me repeatedly, upside down, asking one moment what happened that night and the next where I was on September 1st. Asked very skillful, I have spent a few days in the distribution center, know that there is a method, able to take advantage of people not ready to set out words.
But I really don't have anything unseemly, a gentleman is open and honest, and they don't believe me when I tell the truth.
The interrogator was very angry, always slapping the table from time to time, yelling at me. He interrogated me for two hours, and then he took out cigarettes from time to time and asked me if I wanted to smoke. I have been wandering around for many years, yet I don't smoke or drink, and I wanted to laugh when I saw him trying to hand me cigarettes to smoke from time to time in a kind manner. Because I don't know which book says that when a prisoner asks a policeman for a cigarette, it's usually a prelude to an explanation. But I don't smoke at all.
Later, Officer Ma, who brought me here, came in and said well, here first, but you have to be detained for twenty-four hours first.
To be honest, even though I didn't quite understand the way it worked, I knew that there was something wrong with the case procedure.
But I dared not speak up. We are not Hong Kong there, and the further you go to the grassroots, the higher the authority of the public security experts. That night I spent the night in one of the rooms of the Public Security Bureau with a group of gangsters who were fighting and causing trouble. These guys started out grinding their fists and trying to bully me, but as soon as they heard that I was a murder suspect, they immediately stayed away from me and didn't dare to move - bullying the good and fearing the bad, as they always do. Ma police officer and handsome interrogator in the room not far from the corridor discussed for a long time, I do not know how, the ear is particularly good, lying on the door, actually can be through the iron door, hear their conversation only words:
The above is particularly urgent ...... alibi ...... some recklessness ...... is this kid ......
I am particularly cold in my heart, and I sit on the ground with a pale face. Mixed outside for so long, I am not unheard of because the case has a bad impact, the upper head to follow the urgent to take someone to top things, if I am stalled to this kind of thing, I will really kneel. Thinking about it, I'm such an outsider, and when those two cases happened, I was within the boundary of Castle Peak, especially the second broken body case, which was in the mountain puddle a few hundred meters near the forest guard house. Mutual attestation, my little uncle was hospitalized with scratches, Li De Cai was nowhere to be found, while I was intact, people do not suspect me suspect who.
I am now afraid that they will "torture" me.
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I didn't sleep that night, and I kept thinking that they didn't believe me because they didn't believe in my motives for going to the Castle Peak area, and they thought that I had lied, and they even thought that my little uncle had lied about the short mule. If I could prove that such a thing really existed, wouldn't they think twice about it?
I thought of the missing Li De Cai again. I was so busy curing the disease and relieving the parasites those days that I didn't call my little uncle. He actually didn't come back, which really made me shudder. Thinking about those vicious short mules, I would recall the words Li De Cai said in a very nervous tone, "Short mules are mountain ghosts raised by the God of the Mountain and the Land Lord, if you mess with them, you won't even know how to die. ...... "
In the second half of the night, I listened to the sound of snoring and remembered the book left behind by my grandmother, which talked about the method of breeding parasites. Inside the method, it was said that taking a bowl of Merit Soup with Dragon Fern Grass as the main ingredient did not kill the Golden Silkworm Compass, but rather suppressed its hostility, fighting poison with poison, and the final effect was to make it work for me. As soon as I thought of this section, I couldn't help but meditate on the contents in my heart. A bowl of merit soup down the throat, the golden silkworm parasites have been subdued a large portion, the next, it is necessary to use the water to grind the work, and constantly use the secret language to suppress the spirit.
The so-called secret words of truth, the earliest from Buddhism. Translation of Manthara, Mandala. It is also known as dharani, mantra, mantra, mantra, mantra, secret word, secret word, secret word, that is, the meaning of true and no false language. The spell that my grandmother left me is called "The Heart Mantra of the King of the Subdued Three Worlds", which is continuously recited as "Spirit Dart Unification and Unraveling of the Heart Splitting and Qi Zen", and it can be recited either in Hmong or in the official language of Jinling. I asked my mother about the pronunciation of the Miao language a few days ago, and at this time it was also a matter of urgency, so I sat up with my legs crossed, and reverently kept reciting: "Lingdang Tongqiajiaxie Xinqiqian ...... Lingdang Tongqiajiaxie Xinqiqian ...... "
I recite a word and pause, think about it, recite a word and pause again, slowly feeling the meaning of it.
Here to popularize the meaning, just take a look: Spirit, that is, physical and mental stability, that is, the will to remain immobile in the face of events, to maintain immobility and not be confused; dart, that is, the energy, that is, the life force of prolonging life and returning to childhood; unity, that is, the resonance of the universe, the courage and boldness, and the encounter with difficulties to counteract the emergence of the will to fight; Qiai, the power to freely control their own bodies and the bodies of other people. The solution is the crisis response, which shows the ability to know and manipulate people's hearts; the heart is telepathy, which shows the ability to combine affluence and respect. Cleavage, the control of space and time, splitting all obstacles that stand in one's way; Qi, making all things equal; Zen, denoting the Buddha realm, the realm of the superhuman, where my mind is Zen and all things are meditatively united.
Only with extreme devotion can one allow one's words to trigger the vibrations of power in the spiritual realm and feel the state of mind therein.
The marvelous thing was that I, who had never sensed anything in the past, was actually able to perceive a change that was different from the world today. I can't describe this kind of change, but it is there or not there, fleeting, and at the same time, there seems to be some kind of organ in my body that is echoing these nine words, and it is stirring up. I sensed it carefully, as if it was in the kidney area of the left abdomen.
That night was the turning point of my life, and since then, all sorts of strange things have happened, and if I hadn't had that day's experience, maybe I might be a different person today.
To be honest, I still really should be grateful to my grandmother.
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When I was arraigned the next day, I directly said that I was innocent and asked them to let me out.
Officer Yang (that's the interrogator) told me to be honest and not to make up any tricks, thinking that I could get away with it.
I said let me out, you can't find the murderer, I'll help you find it, anyway, I have to go to my brother-in-law's colleague called Li De Cai, I owe him a favor. If you think I am telling lies, I can prove to you that I am not lying. Officer Yang slapped the table and yelled at me, let me look at their own identity clearly, I want to do what I want to do if, but also what they do?
I pursed my lips and looked at him coldly. After a while, I asked him, do you know Long Lao Lan? I am his grandson.
Officer Yang laughed and asked who is Long Laolan? Public Security Bureau Chief? Or is he a member of the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee?
I said neither, but an old woman who had spent her whole life in a Miao village.
He continued to laugh, while I looked at him, saw the smile on his face slowly began to turn cold, to see a trace of doubt in his eyes. At this time, the door to the interrogation room opened, and that Officer Ma came in, sitting with Officer Yang. He smoked a cigarette and stared at me dead in the face, saying, "Do you really know who the murderer of the broken body case is?"
I said I didn't know, I could only prove that my purpose of going to the Castle Peak Realm was absolutely no lie, and if you want proof, I'll prove it to you. Officer Ma asked again, "Are you really Granny Long's grandson?" I said yes, and Officer Yang interjected and asked, "Who is Granny Long?" This Officer Ma is almost fifty years old, while this Officer Yang just left school a few years ago, Officer Ma told him, Officer Yang did not believe it, said, "Che, is not just a goddess? What's so neurotic about it?"
At this time, I have already started to read the spells in my grandmother's book.
The target was this tall and handsome Officer Yang.
