Chapter 83: Pretending to be crazy

　　 The door of the flower shop is open, and there are hundreds of potted flowers in the shop, the fragrance of flowers lingers.
　　 Captain Luo, the soldiers and others stood far away and did not approach, guarding them from a distance.
　　 Luo Yuan picked up the phone and dialed Liang Jing's phone number directly.
　　 toot.
　　 The phone rang and the phone was connected.
　　 "Hey, who is it?"
　　 "This is Officer Luo, where are you Liang Jing?"
　　 "I'm in the shop." A woman's voice rang in the phone.
　　 "Come out, I will ask you to make a transcript." Luo Yuan gave the soldiers around him a look, and the soldiers hid.
　　 No one rushes into the flower shop, because the whole shop is full of flowers and that is her home field.
　　 "You come in, I'm on the second floor." The woman's voice was slightly flattering.
　　 "If you don't come down, we will be forcibly arrested." Luo Yuan said harshly.
　　 Upon hearing the forced arrest, the female voice on the phone suddenly became silent.
　　 Several soldiers took out tear gas, and as long as the opponent did not come out, they would throw tear gas to force the people inside to come out.
　　At this time, the curtains on the second floor moved.
　　 A woman poked her head out and saw Luo Yuan standing across the road with a mobile phone in her hand and looked at her.
　　 "You come down." Luo Yuan shouted across the street.
　　 "Why? Why did you arrest me? I did nothing. His disappearance has nothing to do with me." Liang Jing said uncomfortably.
　　 "You come down first, I just make a routine inquiry. You have contacted Tang Hua and need to make a transcript. This is a regular process." Luo Yuan explained.
　　 Anyway, Liang Jing just didn't want to come down.
　　 Luoyuan saw this and could only use a backup plan.
　　 In the face of such a special crime, as long as the other party is a special criminal, don't rush.
　　No one knows whether the special items in the opponent's hands are dangerous.
　　 If the other person’s character cannot be guaranteed, for the sake of social stability, they can only do it.
　　The soldier with a gun came out and stood beside Luo Yuan.
　　 "If you don't come down again, you will be at your own risk!" Luo Yuan shouted.
　　 On the back of the house and around the house, people took out tear gas, waiting for an order.
　　 Liang Jing saw the gun, her expression changed greatly.
　　 She doesn't have a gun in her hand, and she doesn't understand guns.
　　 If the other side really rushes in and shoots on the spot, she doesn't have any resistance.
　　 Finally, Liang Jing walked out by herself.
　　 The police took out a spray and sprayed the disinfectant frantically.
　　 Regardless of whether the disinfectant is useful or not, first suppress the smell of perfume on her body.
　　 Then, Liang Jing was invited into an isolated car with isolation function.
　　 In the flower shop where Liang Jing is located, the police set up roadblocks to prohibit traffic.
　　 Before interrogating the specific role of the fragrance of flowers, no one went in to take risks.
　　 Liang Jing was in the isolation vehicle, and Team Luo’s interrogation sounded from her cell phone.
　　 "On the 19th, at 12 noon, where were you and what did you do."
　　 Liang Jing's face freezes, her expression a bit unnatural.
　　The first question is the key point.
　　 "I was taking a nap at the time." Liang Jing did not compromise, there was still a trace of luck in her heart
　　 "At eleven o'clock, Tang Hua drove into your community. Monitoring records showed that he left at 1 o'clock noon. During this period, was he at your home?" Luo team said.
　　 Liang Jing's face changed again, and she wanted to say no, but she couldn't erase the surveillance records, and finally she could only admit it, adding: "Well, I had a nap with him at the time."
　　 Captain Luo took a sigh of relief.
　　 He started to ask about perfume, but Liang Jing began to play stupid again.
　　 "The scents on my body are all floral, because I am a flower shop, which is normal."
　　 She believes that no one can discover her criminal methods, including the police.
　　 However, her self-confidence is useless in front of the Special Affairs Investigation Bureau. Captain Luo has touched more special things than Liang Jing.
　　 Captain Luo spoke slowly, and said little by little the process of Tang Hua being trapped.
　　 "You use the magic of perfume to trap Tang Hua in the car."
　　 "I don't know why, but he awakened actively, and his body returned to the real car."
　　 "He drove home, but you trapped him in the elevator. He disappeared and fell asleep for two days."
　　 "He hasn't eaten for the past two days and is about to die. Do you know what you are doing!"
　　 Liang Jing originally intended to play stupid, but Luo Yuan's words were like needles, needle by needle, directly piercing her heart.
　　 Such a detailed description, as if Luo Yuan saw her committing the crime with his own eyes.
　　 "You, why do you know so clearly!" Liang Jing widened her eyes and shouted at the phone.
　　 "Impossible, you can't know, you must have made it up!" Liang Jing was a little crazy, she was afraid that her crime would be confirmed by the police.
　　 Luo Yuan asked repeatedly, but Liang Jing did not answer positively, she kept scratching her hair, scratching her black hair, her mouth kept chanting three words: "Impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible..."
　　 A few minutes, Kemeng came to the scene, Luo Yuan and Doctor Liang greeted him immediately.
　　 "That Liang Jing has been pretending to be crazy, we need to break through from the other side, Amon, do you feel anything?" Luo Yuan looked at the flower shop and saw no abnormal stains in his glasses.
　　 Only very obvious stains can be seen in the glasses, and slight stains are invisible.
　　 "I will try." Kemeng stood in front of the flower shop, sniffed lightly, and once again smelled a faint scent.
　　The scent is different from the floral scent in the flower shop. As long as people with a keen sense of spirituality, they can notice it.
　　 But Team Luo, Cheng Le, and Doctor Liang shook their heads, none of them smelled the unique fragrance of flowers in the air.
　　 In response, Kemon adjusted his own understanding of "sharp" in his heart.
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　　 Kemeng closed his eyes, smelled the fragrance of flowers, and accepted the feeling expressed by the smell.
　　 Emptying his brain, he saw a room without lights.
　　 There are obviously no lights, but Kemeng can perceive that there are five rows of wooden frames in the house, and each row of wooden frames is full of flower pots.
　　 In the flowerpot at the end of the first row, a bright red flower is quietly blooming.
　　 The soil on which the flower is planted is very red.
　　 is the color of blood.
　　 If a normal person has synesthesia, it is difficult to see the color in a dark environment, but Kemon has adapted to Cthulhu's synesthesia method and can vaguely feel that it is the color of blood.
　　 Kemeng opened his eyes and said his synesthetic picture.
　　 There is no light, there are five rows of wooden frames, red flowers, and blood-colored soil.
　　 This potted flower is Liang Jing's criminal method, and it is also a special item with a price.
　　 And Kemeng felt vaguely that using this potted flower required blood.
　　 Is that Liang Jing's blood, or someone else's blood?
　　 In response, Captain Luo said that he could not wait any longer.
　　 He called Liang Jing again and asked about the blood-colored flowers.
　　 Liang Jing heard key words such as "five rows of wooden frames" and "flowers in blood-colored soil" and finally stopped repeating it indefinitely.
　　 was silent for ten seconds, and she said in a low tone: "How do you know?"
　　 "Where is the potted flower? If you don't tell me, we will send someone in to search, but your punishment will be more serious." Luo Yuan said.
"For a criminal like me, no matter how much it is reduced, it is a capital crime..." Liang Jing recognized the reality, her face was haggard and lost: "The flowers are placed in the basement of the flower shop, and the safe is removed. There is a splint underneath. , Opening is the entrance."