2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"When did I say...I'm a police officer?"

The moment he said these words, Captain Liu's face began to melt like a wax statue, and the sticky muscle tissue like water drooped and slid down, almost dripping on the back of Meng Qian's hand.

Meng Qian was so frightened that his eyes rolled back and he almost fainted. He was about to scream, but his mouth was tightly covered by a big hand, and he could only make a dull whine. He struggled violently to hold up the interrogation table and chairs, making clanging noises. However, his body was fixed there and it was impossible to move at all. In the end, he was so frightened that he briefly lost consciousness.

"Captain Liu" slowly turned his head and looked at the face that was covered in blood and flesh, revealing bones and teeth. Even Yan Muyun, who had been mentally prepared for it, skipped a beat.

The other party grinned, showing an ugly and terrifying smile: "Aren't you scared?"

Yan Muyun frowned: "If it weren't for me, Zhang Xixue would be dead, so don't take out your grievances on me."

He had already guessed who the other party was. With such a big problem happening to Zhang Xixue, there was no way Black Umbrella would remain silent.

"Team Liu" twisted his neck, his two almost completely exposed eyeballs turned slightly, and his voice was sinister: "Using the 'fake face' I provided to kill my brother's daughter, these people are so courageous... Big.”

Yan Muyun could understand the anger in the other person's heart at this moment. He had come into close contact with Meng Qian who was disguised as a waitress. Even he didn't notice anything weird about that fake face. I dare not say that in the whole of China, but at least in the whole city of Xiamen, there is only one person who can forge a fake face of this level.

You have thousands of faces.

...

When Meng Qian regained consciousness, what he saw in front of him was not the dark face of a middle-aged man, nor the scary face with bloody flesh, but a somewhat evil young face, with a thin line from his forehead to his chin on the left half of his face. scar.

Meng Qian wanted to speak, but there was a burning pain on his cheek. If there was a mirror at this time, he would see a red and swollen unfamiliar pig's head.

Before he could figure out the current situation, he just heard the evil young man slowly speak: "I heard that you have a tough mouth. After interrogating you for almost two hours, you didn't get a single word of useful information?"

Meng Qian shook his head subconsciously, his eyes full of confusion and fear.

"I don't have that much time to make trouble with you..." Jun Qianmian put one hand on the interrogation table, looked at him condescendingly, and pointed to his nose with the other hand: "Do you know who I am? ?”

"No..." Meng Qian wanted to speak, but the tearing pain on his face prevented him from speaking, so he could only shake his head vigorously.

Then, he saw an extremely absurd and terrifying scene.

The young man dug his nails into the skin of his face, reached out and tore off a piece of blood-stained face.

The face was placed on the back of his left hand, still warm.

The strange thing is that the young man who had just had his face torn off looked the same as before: "Now, you know who I am. The face you wore when you poisoned me today came from my face. Take it off."

Meng Qian's eyes were straight, and he could no longer even nod or shake his head in response.

"Name, Meng Qian. Age, 26 years old. He had been working at iFlytek Media Co., Ltd., but suddenly resigned six months ago. Now he lives with his parents. His home address is No. 128 Tengda Road, Huli District, 3902."

The other party read out his personal information again, but this time Meng Qian had a completely different feeling when he heard it.

"Click..."

Meng Qian was completely desperate. No one here could save him. Besides, it had been so long and no police had come in. He should have known.

There was a dull cracking sound, and blood splattered everywhere.

At this time, Meng Qian saw the figure standing in the corner of the room out of the corner of his eye. As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he looked at the other person with great sincerity: "Come and save me... This person, this person has already Crazy, he wants to harm me, please..."

Jun Qianmian was helpless and raised his body slightly: "Don't you understand yet? It's no longer a problem between you and the law, it's a problem between you and me, only you and me. I may not be as fair and just as the law, but I I can assure you that at least we are equally meticulous when it comes to enforcing punishment."

"Heavenly Cloud Building."

Since he was able to obtain Jun Qianmian's human skin mask, he had certainly come into contact with a lot of the dark side of this city, and he naturally knew that some things should never be messed with.

So, he remained silent.

Jun Qianmian put her hand on his shoulder and said in a voice like a demon in hell: "Come on, tell me."

Meng Qian's eyes widened slightly, and he recognized the guy who claimed to be the Special Branch Commissioner this afternoon and caught him on the spot.

"That's wrong!" Yan Muyun noticed something and shouted quickly.

Jun Qianmian took his hand out of Meng Qian's mouth. There were tooth marks on the middle and ring fingers that were deeply visible on the bone. Dark red blood was pouring out.

Seeing the other party asking Yan Muyun for help, Jun Qianmian smiled: "Didn't you recognize who he was?"

"Tsk." Jun Qianmian waved his hand, but there was no trace of any scar on it.

He stuttered and said: "What you are doing is illegal...I...I want to apply for witness protection...at least my family, my parents..."

His face became dark and ordinary again, and he followed Yan Muyun out.

If something happens to Zhang Xixue, Black Umbrella will never let it go. It's best if this matter comes to an end today, otherwise something big will happen later.

Yan Muyun: "?"

"Now, tell me everything you know. Don't hide anything, otherwise you will know the consequences." Jun Qianmian said coldly.

Meng Qian's eyes turned ferocious in an instant, but there was a deep-seated fear in his ferocity.

"What?" Jun Qianmian didn't hear clearly.

"Tianjing Yunzhu... This is the only thing I can tell you..." Meng Qian lowered his head.

Yan Muyun stood silently in the corner, watching Meng Qian's face gradually turn from gray to blood red, his lips trembling violently, as if he wanted to say something but could not.

"Ha." He couldn't help but chuckle.

Almost at the same time, Meng Qian closed his eyes tightly and clenched his upper and lower jaws suddenly.

After a few seconds, his mouth finally opened slowly and wide, but no sound came out.

Yan Muyun, who was watching the whole process, really couldn't stand it anymore, but now he saw that the other party was on the verge of collapse, and he was probably going to ask something soon, and he would not be a pig teammate. Anyway, Jun Qianmian generally has a bottom line, and he won't really take action against his parents.

Jun Qianmian raised his eyebrows slightly and reacted, quickly raising his left hand that was resting on the table.

"Forget it." Yan Muyun opened the door to the interrogation room and said, "He is such a coward and would rather bite his tongue and commit suicide than reveal other information. This matter is not that simple."

He received a slap on the head, Jun Qianmian frowned and cursed: "How dare you, a criminal, say such a thing?"

"Not enough." A warm smile appeared on Jun Qianmian's face: "If you don't explain things clearly today, you will receive two obituaries. One will be tomorrow, and then I will come to you again. If there is nothing I want to know, It will be the second time in three days.”

"Menxia City...is rotten from the root..."

He didn't say any more threatening words, because there was no need for the other person to automatically think of their worst fears.

"The person you poisoned is his fiancée." Jun Qianmian said calmly.

Meng Qian's face turned pale, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.