My paintings

With my head down, I sat awkwardly in the interrogation room, no matter how the policemen howled and threatened me, I just stared blankly at the cold shackles on my wrists and kept silent.

"Fuck, what a stubborn temper!" The policeman opposite kicked the stool roughly, and the angry roar made me flinch.

I shook my lips, "I want to see sir."

The policeman propped his hands on the table, stared at me sullenly and angrily, and said in a nasty tone, "Officer Lin is being treated for psychological treatment by you, you don't think you have hurt him enough!"

The look in his eyes made me feel disgusted. I didn't do anything wrong. Why should he show hatred and anger?

"...You go out first, I'll talk to him."

"Yes."

"Ning Ning?" A familiar voice came from above my head, and I looked up, it was Uncle Li.

The surprise flashed across my face, and I grabbed the hem of my trousers with both hands, and said hoarsely, "Uncle Li."

Uncle Li chatted with me as usual before getting to the point, "We found a man's miqing liquid in Yin Jiacheng's body, and according to the results of the inspection report, the DNA matches yours... Ning Ning, can you tell me Why am I?"

I felt a little upset, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

It's been too much lately. . .

My body flinched, and my left thumb habitually touched the pads of each finger. I just shook my head in fear, "I don't know, I...I really don't know..."

"Ningning!" Uncle Li suddenly scolded, "Ningning, do you know how bad the evidence we found is against you? As long as you tell the truth, you can get rid of the suspect's charges. Ningning, Uncle Li believes you! "

"I..." Rubbing my palms uneasily, I almost cried in my words, "I really don't know...I don't..."

Uncle Li sighed lightly, and said to me in a soft tone, "Then Uncle Li asks, and you answer."

"Yeah." I bit my lip and nodded hesitantly.

"Why were you in school?" Uncle Li paused, and added, "I remember seeing your painting utensils on the sofa at noon that day."

After bowing my head in silence for a while, I said in a panic, "I... I have an appointment with the teacher to go to the classroom..."

"What?"

"...I want to draw a picture for the teacher."

"Is it really just painting?" I saw Uncle Li frowned, with a serious face, "Then why did the victim have your miqing liquid in his body, and what is your relationship?"

Uncle Li's aggressiveness made me stiffen, and my face turned pale instantly.

"Please answer!"

I forgot that silence is not feasible, Uncle Li is a competent policeman after all.

Fingers digging at the nails, a small voice escaped from the trembling lips, "Because I... I penetrated the teacher's body, I...we are in the... I and the teacher are... lovers... .I love him..."

Surprise flashed across Uncle Li's face. Maybe he had already guessed my relationship with the teacher, but he still wanted to hear me tell the truth.

I remember Dongzi said that homosexuality is not so easy to accept!

Uncle Li opened his mouth, and finally asked blankly, "The last question, is the murder of the victim related to you?"

Even now, Uncle Li still firmly believes that I did not kill anyone.

"I don't know, I don't know anything!" I shook my head desperately, "...I don't remember, I don't know anything... I just remember that I was possessing the teacher, and then I met Sister Li, I don't remember anything else..."

Uncle Li frowned, glanced out of the glass window behind me, and looked straight into my eyes seriously, "Ningning, have you ever thought about the existence of another self?"

The expression on my face changed, I propped my hands on the table, leaned over and squinted at the man in front of me, "Officer Li, what do you know? Huh?"

"Sure enough..." Uncle Li seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and said calmly, "You are not Ningning!"

Words of affirmation.

"Oh?" I fell back casually, leaning on the back of the chair with a lazy attitude, and smiled playfully, "How could I be that coward? I, Lin Xi'an, are the ones in the heart of that hypocritical guy. ...the devil!"