The fortune-telling is so accurate that it has attracted the attention of all the police chiefs in H

The more Zhou Jingsheng thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was related to Ye Zhiyu.

Xie Jiaxin tilted her head and looked at him. "In the absence of evidence, she really has no motive to kill, right?"

Zhou Jingsheng met Xie Jiaxin's eyes and understood.

There may be rules of the Xuanmen sect, but the rules of the Xuanmen sect are sometimes contrary to those of the police, so Ye Zhiyu usually lets it go and does not take any action.

And neglect may be the key to the death of those criminals.

At the same time, a doubt slowly arose in Zhou Jingsheng's heart.

If those ghosts really have the ability to kill, why are the murderers still at large instead of being avenged on the spot?

"Don't think too much. Remember to go to Ye Zhiyu's house and tell her family."

"Why should I go?"

"Because I need to deal with the leader."

"I can handle it, too."

"Okay, our team's bonus this month depends on you--"

"I go!"

Zhou Jingsheng rushed to the house where Ye Zhiyu lived without saying a word.

At that time, Ye Zhiyu was taken away by the serious crime team of West Kowloon District on the way to send Qin Ruosheng to school.

"Police, we now suspect that you are involved in a major murder case. Come with us." Compared with Zhou Jingsheng, the newcomer was more direct and decisive. Without giving Ye Zhiyu a chance to answer, he handcuffed the silver bracelet on her hand and took her into the car with a tough attitude.

Ye Zhiyu did not resist. After getting in the car, she said to the police: "I need to send my child to school. If you take me away, are you going to send my child to school safely?"

The police in the car: “…”

Then, the person sitting at the outermost edge opened the car door again, walked to Qin Ruosheng in front of the door, and picked him up.

He said in a muffled voice: "I'll take you to school."

Qin Ruosheng subconsciously looked at Ye Zhiyu.

Ye Zhiyu nodded.

"Go ahead, the policeman won't hurt you. If he does, I'll beat him to death!"

"..." The policeman holding Qin Ruosheng looked at Ye Zhiyu with dead eyes, then turned and left.

After Dead Fish Eyes came back, Ye Zhiyu learned the specialty of Hong Kong people - giving nicknames.

She called him "Dead Fish Eyes" in her heart out of revenge.

Arriving at the unfamiliar police station, Ye Zhiyu remained calm and not nervous at all. When he saw Hua Qiongyin, he only raised his eyebrows slightly and greeted her as if he was visiting her, "Hi! We meet again."

Hua Qiongyin, who had never been to a police station, tightened her jaw, pressed her lips into a straight line, and didn't utter a word.

She was nervous and scared.

She also felt in her heart that the deaths of these people were related to her, but she really did nothing.

When Ye Zhiyu was brought into the interrogation room, she looked around curiously, and then secretly admired: It's worthy of being the headquarters, the decoration is better than that in Tsim Sha Tsui.

"Ms. Ye is really leisurely and carefree, worthy of being someone who often goes to the police station." The dead fish eyes guy sat on the chair, staring at Ye Zhiyu, with a sneer on his lips towards Ye Zhiyu.

Ye Zhiyu heard the sarcasm in the other party's words.

"After being misunderstood for so long, shouldn't you try to find joy in suffering?" Ye Zhiyu retorted.

Arrest her, do you have evidence?

Just one timeline?

She was recording a show at the time, who can say that she could kill someone in mid-air? Is there any evidence?

Now we live in a scientific society, we must believe in science in everything!

"Ms. Ye means that we have caught the wrong person?" The dead fish eyed guy seemed to have a lot of opinions about Ye Zhiyu, and every word he said was directed at Ye Zhiyu.

Ye Zhiyu looked at the other person with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Did she do anything to him?

Why does it seem like she stole his wife?

"Sir, I was recording a program last night, and the entire Hong Kong audience was watching. Tell me, when did I commit the crime? What was my motive for the murder?"

"You police officers don't rely on your sixth sense to solve cases, do you?"

Ye Zhiyu has a sharp tongue.

The dead fish eyed guy got so angry at what Ye Zhiyu said that he was about to slam the table, but was stopped by the people around him.

Only then did Ye Zhiyu turn his gaze to the Mediterranean next to the man with dead eyes.

Mediterranean looks to be in his thirties, smiling, and it is hard to tell whether he is happy or angry.

But Ye Zhiyu knew that he was much more difficult to deal with than Dead Fish Eyes.

"Ms. Ye, please don't be so hostile to us. We are just making routine inquiries."

"Oh, the silver bracelet is pretty." Ye Zhiyu was unmoved, "Look at this silver bracelet. If you don't know, you would think I'm the suspect or murderer."

Mediterranean smiled unchanged, "We were presumptuous."

He apologized verbally, but had no intention of untying Ye Zhiyu.

Ye Zhiyu was not angry either. There was no point in being angry anyway.

She leaned back in her chair, looking up at the ceiling, letting the two people in front of her question her. She always answered with only one sentence - "Do I have a motive to kill?"

The three of them spent a whole day, but the two of them didn't get any useful information from Ye Zhiyu.

Since there is no evidence, Ye Zhiyu can be detained for another ten hours at most. They need to find a breakthrough during this time.

As for Hua Qiongyin, she knew nothing about anything.

If you ask too many questions, he will just cry and say that the police are bullying innocent people and trying to force them to confess.

In short, a day passed and there was no progress.

Compared to the anxiety of the policemen in the police station, Ye Zhiyu was quite relaxed. She didn't have to go for fortune-telling or set up stalls. She felt quite comfortable being a guest here.

There was no bed for her to lie down on.

Then, Ye Zhiyu fell asleep on the chair.

He didn't take the police station as a serious place at all.

Dead Fish Eyes was irritated by Ye Zhiyu's attitude and was about to go into the interrogation room to wake Ye Zhiyu up, but was stopped by Hai Di, "The breakthrough is not with her. If you go to wake her up, all you'll get is a statement that she has no motive for committing the crime. Wait a minute."

"There is no time, Master!"

Dead Fish Eyes looked at the Mediterranean Sea, not understanding why his master was so calm.

Mediterranean patted his shoulder and said, "Kid, you have to learn to observe."

Dead Fish Eyes: "..." So, what does this have to do with the interrogation of Ye Zhiyu? !

Finally, Ye Zhiyu slept all night, and when she woke up the next morning, she was released into the Mediterranean.

"Ms. Ye, as an external expert of the Tsim Sha Tsui police station, would you like to give me some advice?" Hai Di smiled apologetically at Ye Zhiyu, and then spoke to Ye Zhiyu.

Ye Zhiyu looked at the Mediterranean Sea and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Since the interrogation failed, they switched to a conciliatory approach?

Ye Zhiyu gave him the same smiling face, "Tsim Sha Tsui pays me 6,000 yuan a month. I wonder how much the West Kowloon district pays me?"

"It's so shameless! Serving the people is a virtue!"

"Then this police officer with more whites in his eyes should also do more good deeds and give me your salary." What good deeds? If I don't let him make money, he will start moral blackmail, right?