Chapter 327 The undisputed suspect and his Asian defense lawyer
Early next morning.
The sky became gloomy and brightened, and Su Fan just ended his whole night of healing.
Take out a breath and open your eyes.
[The progress is good. If we continue like this, it will only take about half a month to fully recover from the injury. 】
Not only that, with the help of this ancient mirror, the soul power grows rapidly.
Whether it is the ability to use magical powers or the detection of divine consciousness, it will be improved to a higher level.
Similar to the principle of physical exercise, the soul of a practitioner not only needs to be nourished, but also needs to be tempered. Although the process is painful, the benefits are real.
At this moment, there was a movement not far away.
It looked like Tom was awake too.
This kid is indeed as healthy as he said.
But soon, a familiar whisper sounded in Su Fan's ears.
"The Almighty God of Crowbars..."
Su Fan had a straight face and his consciousness was positioned. He raised his hand and a strong wind blew off the paper on the table and landed on Tom's mouth, which was still chattering.
There was a burst of exclamation in the room, followed by a burst of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
Not long after, Tom, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, holding a Bagua mirror and a peach wood sword, hurriedly jumped out of his room with a nervous look on his face.
"Get ready! God of crowbars, that guy is coming!"
When he turned around and saw Su Fan standing there with no intention of challenging him, he immediately realized what a surprise he was.
"You can actually control the natural elements. This is incredible!"
Halfway through his words, Tom noticed Su Fan's expression and immediately changed his words.
"I'm sorry, I can't change my habits for the time being."
Su Fan looked at Tom's confused face and finally said nothing.
"Do you need breakfast? I'll make it."
Maybe he felt that he had performed poorly just now, so Tom took off his robe and walked into the kitchen.
"Just prepare your own, I don't need to."
Su Fan is now refreshed, in excellent physical condition, and doesn't feel hungry at all.
But in the end Tom made two portions and put them on the table.
Su Fan had no choice but to accept the favor and sit down to eat.
In order to liven up the atmosphere and not appear dull, Tom started to find a topic.
"The news about confirmed supernatural events has actually caused quite a bit of discussion here."
"Most people here are interested in what's going on over there, you know, the American behemoth, the center of the world..."
"Those who can spread and gain popularity from there are generally not simple figures. In other words, Su you have also been noticed by the media here."
"Really?"
Su Fan's performance was mediocre.
The relationship between Britain and America can be summed up in one sentence.
My father is my son, and my son is my father.
In the past, when there was no Brexit, we would just flirt with each other and act as a troublemaker internally. After leaving the EU, we stopped avoiding others.
Apart from a certain country where many Jews gather, these two are the closest.
It is not surprising that Britain knows that the domestic situation in the United States is turbulent.
So they should also have received the news that Michaelson died suddenly on the top floor of his building.
There must be no fool coming to mess with him at this stall.
Is there 007 hiding in the dark monitoring his every move?
As soon as Su Fan thought this, he immediately opened his spiritual consciousness and expanded it to the extreme.
The movement within a radius of 700 meters is as clear as fire.
After scanning it once, Su Fan stopped detecting.
In addition to the lifeless normal workers, tough guys without suits and sunglasses were wandering around.
"Now there are signs of a rise in supernatural news here, and some people predict that it may set off a global wave of supernatural events."
"This is all because of you, Sue. Aren't you excited?"
Su Fan slowly shook his head.
It's just that local governments can't continue to turn a blind eye and pretend to be stupid. They have no choice but to use his excuses and admit it.
What's the use of coming if there's no good reputation at all?
"To be honest, I have also been sought after within this year because I know some supernatural knowledge and solve certain things."
"I can't even imagine how great it would be to be in your shoes."
"Think about it, now as long as you are willing to make a little hype, your popularity will instantly surpass that of second- and third-tier stars in Hollywood, and the merchants who invite you to endorse and promote you will have lots of calls on you. By then, won't wealth, status, etc. be at your fingertips?"
"Yeah."
Su Fan slowly took a sip of coffee and responded neither salty nor bland.
"Rather than the hype you mentioned, I am more interested in the things you have solved with your supernatural knowledge."
"Tell me what's going on."
At the mention of this, Tom cleared his throat and began his story.
There was a good friend in the psychiatric center where he had received treatment.
The other party's name is Sasha, a man in his thirties.
Although the age difference is almost ten years, the two have become good friends and talk about everything.
Sasha and Tom were forced into psychiatric treatment for the same reason.
It's just that Tom didn't kill his father, and Sasha really killed his mother.
"I know it sounds weird, being friends with a pervert who killed the mother who raised him, but there's a reason for it."
It turns out that Sasha looks unshaven, has long hair, and wears prosthetic eyes to look scary, but in fact, he has been abused by his mother since he was a child.
The latter is a violent man, severely alcoholic, and takes pleasure in torturing Sasha.
The blind eye is her "masterpiece".
The long years of mental oppression and physical abuse did not distort Sasha. The reason why he killed his mother was entirely because the other party wanted to blind his other eye and resisted.
"Sasha was a really nice guy, and I remember he was the only one who truly believed my story about the haunted mirror."
Tom couldn't help but sigh when he said this.
"It's just that two years before I came out, he was transferred to another mental treatment center. Since then, we have lost contact with each other."
The night after the ancient mirror incident, Tom completely eliminated the "reasonable" memories that had been instilled by psychiatrists in his mind for a long time.
At the same time, he remembered the contact information Sasha left for him.
In my spare time, I called this one of my few friends.
Unexpectedly, the other party happened to encounter a supernatural event, was in great pain, and even had thoughts of suicide.
"I temporarily handed over the responsibility of looking after the mirror to Katie and drove over to his place."
"You don't know how bad that guy's condition is. As soon as I walked in, I saw empty medicine bottles all over the floor."
Sasha has been dreaming about her mother who was killed by her almost six months ago.
The other party looked ferocious and kept asking Sasha to return her life.
Thinking that he could finally welcome a new life, he suddenly fell from heaven to hell again.
At first, Sasha thought he had a mental problem and tried to treat it with medicine, but no matter how much he took, his vicious and miserable mother would always appear in his dreams, stretching out her sharp claws to strangle his neck.
"I saw the ghost handprints on his neck, which were exactly the same as the ones after I was caught by the evil spirit that night."
"At that time, I judged that it was not a mental problem. Sasha must have been haunted and persecuted by the ghost of his mother."
Speaking of this, Tom's tone was filled with obvious pride.
"Then..." Su Fan wiped his mouth with a tissue and asked.
"Then..."
After knowing that the problem was caused by evil spirits, Tom was not so stunned that he immediately taught the other party how to use the sword.
He remembered clearly that this thing consumes people's energy and energy.
Sasha had suffered from mental weakness for a long time and attempted suicide. A sword attack would probably overwhelm his frail body and cause him to collapse immediately.
So Tom waited until Sasha fell asleep and started to have nightmares at night, and fired several sword fingers around her.
Since then, Sasha has never dreamed of his mother again, and his mental state is getting better day by day.
The problem was successfully solved, Tom saved his friend's life, and satisfied his little ambition to show off.
"Mr. Su Fan, what do you think?"
Tom glanced in Su Fan's direction expectantly.
The latter's face did not show an appreciative smile as he expected, but became serious.
"Do you know what is the most dangerous and terrifying thing about ghosts for humans?"
"...What is it?"
"You just can't see and can't specifically perceive the other person."
"From the beginning to the end, you didn't really see the evil spirit appearing on the other side, and you couldn't judge the other side's strength."
"If you encounter an evil spirit with similar strength that night, are you confident that you can kill it without seeing it?"
"If you exhaust your energy and the other party has not been defeated by you, what will happen to you two next? Do you need to say more?"
"This..."
Su Fan's sharp question left Tom speechless.
He knew that he was lucky enough to catch the evil spirit's obsession with Sasha, and he succeeded in exorcising it through luck.
"...It was my lack of consideration."
This young man, who was about the same age as Su Fan, lowered his head.
"If Katie were to plan this kind of thing, she would definitely be more prepared."
"In the future, discuss things with your sister more often."
"...I know."
Seeing Tom who was a little depressed, Su Fan softened his tone and did not continue speaking.
His willingness to take risks to help his friends is indeed commendable.
He attaches great importance to love and justice, is determined and courageous, but acts rashly and recklessly.
If he really expresses his approval, I don’t know how he will commit suicide in the future.
The atmosphere at the scene lost the previous relaxation and became a bit dull.
Tom stood up to put away the tableware, but the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
"Is it Katie?"
"No."
Tom looked down at the caller ID with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"It's Sasha."
Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will arrive.
Such a coincidence suddenly gave Tom a somewhat ominous premonition.
He answered the phone, and Sasha's panicked voice came from over there.
"Tom, I want to tell you something now, you must believe me!!"
……
Inside the interrogation room of the police station.
"You mean, you happened to pass by the victim's house that night, right?"
The black policeman stopped writing with the pen in his hand, raised his gaze, and looked sternly at the man on the interrogation chair who kept rubbing his hands.
He had long hair and scars on his face, and one eye was dull and dull, obviously a prosthetic eye.
One look at his face makes people think that this guy is not a good person.
But at this moment, he showed an awkwardness that was inconsistent with his appearance.
"Yes."
"But as far as I know, the location of the incident is very remote, close to the edge of the suburbs, and not even covered by mobile phone signals."
"What are you doing there?"
To one side, another white police officer immediately asked questions.
"I've already spoken to the officer."
"You can say it again."
"...There is a nice lake not far from that place. I like to go there for a walk when I have nothing to do."
"It's a walk, not revenge?"
The black officer asked again.
"There is evidence here that you intentionally inquired about the victim's residential address some time ago."
"Ten years ago, you were forced to undergo mental treatment because you killed your mother with your own hands. You were transferred to various treatment centers many times."
"The victim was the wife of your doctor at the psychiatric center."
"According to hospital records, the doctor has repeatedly evaluated that your mental state has not reached the level of discharge."
The black police officer didn't say much, but the meaning behind his words was very obvious.
He felt that the matricide man sitting in the interrogation chair opposite was a murderer who committed another murder in order to take revenge on the doctor.
"No...Officer, I didn't..."
The long-haired man had a look of pain on his face and shook his head in denial.
"Then how do you explain your behavior of deliberately approaching the other person's residence?"
The white police officer was obviously impatient.
"Your name is clearly mentioned in the call records between the victim and his husband."
"I just wanted to say hello..."
The long-haired man's voice became less confident, so thin that it was almost inaudible.
In this situation, anyone with any brains can tell that he is lying.
The two policemen looked at each other and had the same thought in their minds.
Seize the flaw.
But just as they were preparing to intensify their interrogation offensive against the suspect, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"The defense lawyer and agent requested by the victim have arrived and are now waiting outside to meet."
The two police officers who received this notice immediately showed dissatisfaction, but the rules and regulations were here, so they stopped the interrogation and walked out of the room.
Then I saw two young people who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
They all looked to be in their twenties, not very old.
Interestingly, one of them looks Asian.
Judging from the demeanor between the two parties, the Asian young man is more like a so-called lawyer.
After the white youth communicated, the two entered the interrogation room.
"Tom! You are finally here! You have to believe me! Believe me..."
When the old-looking man with long hair on the interrogation chair saw the visitor, he was so excited that he almost cried.
"Calm down, Sasha. Of course I believe you."
The two promised chapters are here...I have been waiting for you for a long time
(End of chapter)