"Huh, Jiang Han?"

In the Affairs Bureau, Wang Haibo looked incredible when he saw Jiang Han coming in from the main entrance.

"Wang Haibo, right? I saw your notes and took the record." Jiang Han tried his best to make his expression look ordinary. In fact, it didn't matter even if he was trembling all over. Wang Haibo couldn't tell at all.

"I went to the bookstore to find you last night, why are you not here?"

"I'm here... I've been in the bookstore."

"A lie! I searched all over the bookstore but couldn't find you!"

"Have you ever found a warehouse?"

"Finally found it!"

"Have you ever found the loft?"

"Finally found it!"

“Have you found a basement?”

"Finally found it!"

"Have you found a toilet?"

"Uh... I haven't looked for it."

"Then I just stayed in the toilet all night." Jiang Han touched his stomach, "Hey, Jialeshixi Restaurant can't go to again."

Wang Haibo did not doubt that he was there and took Jiang Han to the small desk in his corner and signaled to sit down.

He looked a little strange, listless, and his mental state was completely different from when he first met in the bookstore.

Jiang Han didn't know that Wang Haibo was worried about Han Yinuo being arrested for no reason.

Why did Han Yinuo rush to the director’s office? Why was he stopped by the deputy director? Why was he detained?

"That, don't you want to take a record?"

Wang Haibo was called back to his senses by Jiang Han and barely cheered up and said, "Yes, yes, come on, tell me about the past two months."

"This...you should be roughly clear, right?" Jiang Han tried to beat around the bush when making transcripts according to the instructions of the detective. He was a stubborn mate like Wang Haibo, who would spit out the information without realizing it.

Sure enough, Wang Haibo immediately fell into the trap.

"Well... According to our speculation, you were tempted by Lilith. You thought she was a beautiful woman who fell from the sky. She had been serving her food and accommodation for her two months. A month ago, I woke up when I saw four people being killed on TV, but I was trapped in the warehouse of the bookstore."

“Yes, yes, that’s it.”

In order to win Wang Haibo's sympathy and trust, Jiang Han described Lilith as an evil female devil with tears in his hands, and how he abused and imprisoned him during this period. After crying, he realized that what he said was the truth.

Wang Haibo nodded heavily while recording, and occasionally turned his head to wipe his tears.

"There is a detail to confirm with you. Can you... see her?"

"...Isn't this nonsense? Why do you ask that?"

"Oh, according to our judgment, Lilith has a special skill of distorting subjective consciousness, and only specific people can see her, such as you, and everyone else sees air."

If the detective was present, he could immediately infer that the people from the Affairs Bureau mistakenly regarded Xiaoqian as Lilith, and the case was solved by accident.

Jiang Han didn't have the brains of a big detective, and he didn't know how to answer this sentence for a moment.

Xiaoqian quickly showed up and reminded: "See a way to get him away, don't forget the most important purpose of our trip."

"That, I'm a little thirsty..."

"Oh oh oh, sorry."

Wang Haibo ran quickly towards the coffee machine, Jiang Han quickly sat upright and tried to cover the desk, while Xiaoqian was rummaging around for the documents on the desk.

"Finally found!"

Jiang Han quickly stuffed the confession record book that Xiaoqian found into his arms. After a while, Wang Haibo came back with coffee. With his big nerves, he could not find that there was a missing piece of documents piled up on the table.

If Han Yinuo had been there, she would have discovered something was wrong with Jiang Han's series of strange behaviors. Unfortunately, she is sitting in prison now.

Wang Haibo signed and documented the transcript just now to Jiang Han, and then archived it directly after checking it.

"It's almost done, you can go home."

Jiang Han was slightly stunned: "Ah, that's that simple?"

"Yes, the case has been solved, and even the crime has been settled. Is your transcripts actually the same? Oh, I will apply to the social security department for a good citizen award. I have been fooled for so long, it's pitiful."

This kind of handling is undoubtedly hasty, but the deputy director issued a dead order, and Wang Haibo had no choice but to close the case.

Jiang Han couldn't bear to leave now, he hadn't gotten the most important information from Wang Haibo.

Since Wang Haibo didn't say it, he had to ask on his own initiative.

"Lilith...has she already been caught?"

"Well, the death penalty will be executed in three days."

Jiang Han almost fell off the chair.

"If the death penalty is such a big deal, there is no need to go to a trial or something? Isn't that Lilith... arguing."

Wang Haibo frowned and said, "There is no need to be so many aspects of the case related to the Soul Confidant. I can't tell you more about the details, but looking at you like this, it seems that you have no love for Lilith. Do you want me to arrange a psychiatrist for you to see if you have Stockholm syndrome?"

"Oh oh oh, no need, I'll leave."

Jiang Han got up and left, not even shaking hands, time was tight.

In the Wanhun Bookstore, gods and ghosts were waiting for Jiang Han to come back to tell the book.

After listening to Jiang Han's description, the detective glanced at the silver-haired child sitting on the ground stacking poker pyramid: "N, what do you think?"

"Well, the most likely thing is that Lilith was sentenced to death because of the clan's regulations. And I think she still has her own little thoughts. If she says it out, her sister and the child in her belly will die. In contrast, she would rather die for them."

The silver-haired child said, his eyes still staring at the fragile pyramid of playing cards in front of him, "This possibility is 80%.

"I agree." The detective nodded heavily, "Luckily my plan was originally formulated based on this possibility."

"Peace?" "Criminal robbery?" "Anonymously publish case details on the Internet?"

The gods and ghosts all offered advice.

"None are." The detective looked at Jiang Han, "What I asked you to steal."

"Oh, yes, yes, here."

Jiang Han took out the notebook in his arms and handed it to the detective, "This is a record made by Eve, who disguised as an old woman, but I have read it, and there are lies on it, saying that Lilith suddenly fell from the sky and fought against her... Oh, strictly speaking, this is not a lie."

The detective smiled slightly: "Lie has the use of lies."

Jiang Han was confused: "Ah? What's the use?"

"I don't understand."

The ancestor Dihua, with sharp ears and round glasses, came up: "When people lie, they always accidentally put the truth into the lies. Our great detective can distinguish the truths mixed in the transcript through rich trial experience, such as her hobbies, plans, and destinations, right, the great detective?"

"Well, that's not the case at all."

The detective raised his notebook and looked at Fang Liang, "Mother-in-law, can you use this book to divine the position of Eve?"

On the beam of the room, the mother-in-law, who was sitting with a crystal ball, made an OK gesture.

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In the suburbs of Baota, there is an abandoned factory building, and screams are constantly coming out.

Eve gritted his teeth and took off the trouser legs that were stuck to his knees. The wound that had just scabbed cracked again, and blood immediately flowed.

Beside her are eight mummies!

At this time, Eve transformed into a middle-aged woman dressed in a simple manner. No matter how close or far you look, you can't see any flaws. However, no matter how superb the trick is, it cannot hide the gunshot wounds caused by the soul weapon on your knees.

Lilith's silver spear is the most outstanding work of the Apocalypse Craft craftsman. The gun body and bullets are made of powerful mitral with souls. No one can completely treat the gunshot wounds except Lilith herself and the highest super soul doctor. It is even more unimaginable to rely on self-healing.

"FUXK, sister, you are too cruel. If you are going to deal with a pregnant woman like this, it's still a real sister."

Eve cursed in a low voice, took off his coat and tore it into strips of cloth, tied it to the wound piece by piece. Every time he tied a knot, he screamed heart-wrenchingly.

"Bad sister, stinky sister, ruthless sister...but...if you can...you'd better not die in this ghost place."

As soon as he said this, his lower abdomen suddenly twitched slightly, and the fetus seemed to hear the mother's curse and stretched out his foot to protest.

He is worthy of being a child of the Apocalypse...

Eve collapsed on the ground, gently touching his stomach with both hands.

"If your baby doesn't make trouble, your aunt has to be in love, and the same is true for the mother. She has to sell her aunt to the affairs bureau. For you, your mother can sacrifice anything."

Suddenly, the old-fashioned phone in the trouser pocket vibrated.

"Hey, you are a traitor. Now you know if you call me? Your wife almost died!"

"What? Can someone do anything to my little princess Eve in this little pagoda city?" The voice on the phone was not anxious at all, but was full of teasing.

"It's not the Affairs Bureau, it's my sister who chased me."
To be continued...