Chapter 734: trial

Tang Buqi was threatened by Wang Ping'an, in front of everyone; Wang Ping'an was taken away by Tang Buqi, and in front of everyone.
People are in the arena, and the people are by their side.
So this news spread like wildfire in an instant, spreading throughout the arena and throughout the Reiki Recovery Forum.
"Wow hahaha, I won the bet, and Wang Ping'an was taken away, which means that something happened to him."
"Exceeding the authority to enforce the law, but also causing deaths, at least three to five years, he is not crazy this time, right?"
"Wudang, Maoshan, Zhongnanshan and other thousand-year-old factions were helpless with him. As a result, he himself was defeated within the legal framework. As a cultivator, as a Jianghu man, it is really sad and ridiculous."
There are many people who ridicule, because Wang Ping'an usually offends too many people and has few friends.
But after ridiculing, someone suddenly asked: "Wang Ping’an caught it. Who will distribute the tea we won? It’s said that one million a catty. I have a niece who is a fan of him. It’s delicious, and it has special effects. My niece thinks it’s worth the money."
"That's right, Wang Ping'an won't fall back on account for this? He didn't think he would have an accident a long time ago, so he made this bet. After the accident, he wanted everyone to get him out, just to distribute our tea on time?"
"The routines are all routines! But I think that for the bag of tea, Wang Ping'an must also be fished out..."
Originally, they were all gangsters, but for the one hundred packets of tea, the one hundred people who won the bet, began to form a discussion group in an orderly manner, the name is "Save Tea Project"!
The discussion group in the forum is similar to the chat. You can use the forum account to chat in time, and even express emotions and voices.
They all expressed that they would use their own relationship to ask someone to help Wang Ping'an intercede, and strive to release him early and distribute tea to everyone.
Operations Department, Tiannan Branch.
Wang Ping'an had been sitting in the interrogation room for some time. Since he couldn't see the time, he was sitting in a small dim room. He didn't know how long the time had passed.
After the trial, the few words just wanted to let Wang Ping'an take the initiative to plead guilty.
But Wang Pingan is not a three-year-old kid, and he understands their routines.
I patted the palm of Wang Jiayu's chest with Qiao Jin. It could kill people, but no obvious wounds could be found. Even an autopsy could not find evidence.
Since no evidence can be found, the evidence obtained by hypnotizing Yang Hao has limited effect.
The survivors of Yin Mei Sect belong to the enemy, and their oral evidence will not be the main evidence for the trial of Wang Ping An.
The only evidence that can convict Wang Ping'an is to let Wang Ping'an take the initiative to confess his guilt.
After trying to understand this, Wang Ping'an didn't panic at all. Facing the interrogation, he was just in a daze, wandering away from the sky, and could even shield the six senses and sleep for a while with his eyes open.
Wang Ping’an’s spiritual consciousness is very strong, and he is not afraid of interrogators using hypnotists. If the other party dares to use hypnotists, he doesn’t mind sleeping again.
The interrogation room.
Fu Yuanqiu glared at Tang Buqi and blocked him in the corridor for ten minutes, not allowing him to leave.
"Old Tang, it's too much. The criminals killed by Wang Ping'an deserved the crime. If you make a fuss about this, everyone will be chilled. What do those combatants who are struggling in the front line think? When encountering similar dangerous elements, Is it to catch or release?"
"I just follow the procedure. Even if the criminal deserves to die, he should be tried first. After he is convicted, he should be sentenced to death. Wang Ping'an went beyond his authority and broke the rules. If he is not dealt with severely, everyone will imitate him in the future. Do you want to follow the regulations?"
"Don't talk about the regulations. Let me tell you that Wang Ping'an is not a casual cultivator. He is a mysterious teacher and has a profound cultivation base. If you treat him this way, it will cause big troubles, and the top leaders will not let you mess around. Three days , I only give you three days. If you don’t find definitive evidence within three days, let me go immediately, or I will complain to you at the headquarters."
"..." Tang Buqi ignored the angry Fu Yuanqiu, nor did he take his threat to heart, because he was confident that in a very short time, he would get evidence from Wang Ping'an.
Three days? Haha, before Yang Hao entered the interrogation room, he was clumsy and righteous, saying that he was right and the instructor was right. It was Wang Jiayu who was seriously injured and killed himself. As a result, the hypnotist took a few minutes to recruit.
They were all young monks in the early stage of spiritual energy recovery. Even if Wang Ping began to practice in his mother's womb, how much better than Yang Hao?
Seeing Fu Yuanqiu leaving angrily from the back, Tang Buqi turned and returned to the interrogation room.
"It's time to start, let the hypnotist Xiao Lu come in." Tang Buqi ordered.
One of the interrogators complained: "Head, let's just wait for your words. To treat such a stubborn guy, we should hypnotize and dig out all the secrets in his heart! Just now we wasted a long time of saliva, he said a word I didn't say anything."
Tang Buqi glared at him, without speaking, the other party lowered his head, went out honestly, and asked the hypnotist to go.
Wang Ping'an hasn't woken up yet, his wandering beyond the sky is a real wandering method with the soul out of his body.
He feels that the soul is out of his body, he feels good, but he was too busy before and seldom let the soul go out for a walk, so even if his realm is already at the pinnacle of this world, the soul doesn't walk much.
Locked in the interrogation room, no mobile phone to read, no novels to read, no games to play, only let the soul go out to hang out.
First, I walked around the Tiannan branch of the entire operation, and saw the prison where the cultivators were held, I also saw some interrogators with hypnotism, and heard some secrets.
He also saw Fu Yuanqiu's quarrel with Tang Buqi in order to save himself.
Even if he has already decided to leave the place of action, but still feels that Fu Yuanqiu is a good person, he will help him if there is any danger in the future.
The streets of the provincial capital are quite prosperous. Although I have been here several times, I haven't visited them.
Now that the soul is out of its body and floating in the air, it can look at anyone unscrupulously, but it is not seen by anyone, like a transparent person, this feeling is very strange.
Ordinary people can't find it, nor can cultivators who are weaker than him.
There is another advantage of soul shopping. With a movement of your mind, you can drift to the place you want to go nearby, like a short-distance teleportation.
I was about to visit my grandmother and grandpa’s house, but felt that the body was a little noisy, and the clanging sound was noisier than the monk chanting.
The spirit shook, and the scenery flew behind him. It was just a trance. The soul had returned. Wang Ping’an opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest holding a brass soul-calling bell and stepping on his feet. Dangling in front of you.
Wang Ping'an frowned and was about to slap him, telling him not to disturb his wandering, but he saw a sudden purple light flashing in his eyes, and he suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his head.
There is a weak mental power, who wants to enter the sea of ​​consciousness and control his soul.
"Young man, relax, the poor way will not hurt you, but if you are too tired, let you rest for a while, go to sleep, go to sleep, wake up after a nap, nothing is left."
The voice of the middle-aged Taoist priests were far and near, vague, and there was a strange rhythm that made people fall asleep.
Wang Pingan dozed off, his eyelids closed slightly, and he also thought that he was indeed too tired and needed a rest and a sleep.
So he closed his eyes, fell asleep, and even snored softly.