Chapter 4 The opening of the spiritual platform

Zhao Si leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette with trembling hands. His cell phone was still ringing. Countless people were paying attention to him. But Zhao Si didn't pay attention. His mind was already a mess.

coincide?

It must be a coincidence that the marshal of the Qin army happened to be named Wei Xi, and the story she wrote happened to be almost the same as the story told by Brother Yi. It happened that one of them was named Wei Xi and the other was named Li Changsheng.

"Fuck! How can there be so many coincidences!"

Zhao Si clenched his fists and trembled, and a crazy idea burst into his mind. This idea made him wonder if he was also mentally ill.

Even if Brother Yi really went to another world, it would be a matter of another world. How could it appear in reality?

As a highly educated materialist, the last thing Zhao Si believed in was ghosts and ghosts, and he soon suppressed his unrealistic thoughts.

"Yes, it must be a coincidence, it must be. As for this coincidental popularity, maybe you can make a fortune... Forget it, the wool of a national-level figure in the town is just a light in the pit, seeking death."

One platform alone has tens of millions of traffic, even half of it is astonishing. Other platforms are probably also very popular. After a period of brewing, it is only a matter of time before it spreads throughout the six countries. Zhao Si

I have no doubt that I want to "become famous all over the world". If I can monetize my traffic reasonably and earn millions, it is not impossible.

He has already thought of ways to monetize his money, and the simplest and most crude way is to go live and sell gimmicks.

But the problem is that it requires a life flower. Wei Xi is obviously not something ordinary people like him can touch, let alone use it for hype. Considering the diplomatic risks, he might be banned soon.

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a knocking sound in his ears, and Zhao Si turned his head and saw someone standing outside, wearing beige short-sleeves and jeans, with an ordinary face but a hint of fierceness, a burly figure, and very obvious muscles on his arms.

Zhao Si pulled down the window and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

The man asked: "Is this Mr. Zhao Sizhao?"

Zhao Si nodded, and the man took out a black book with the Zhou Guo police emblem on the cover.

"Mr. Zhao, I am from the Liaohe Road Police Station in Qingzhou Prefecture. I need you to come with us for some matters."

Police? Is it because of the story I wrote on the platform?

As a good law-abiding citizen, Zhao Si has never littered, let alone committed a crime. In the past few decades, he has only been to the police station a handful of times, and has not been called for questioning once. The only possibility that comes to mind right now is that yesterday

That story.

It is reasonable for the police to come to question matters involving the national level in Qin Guo Town.

Damn, why were my hands so mean yesterday!

Zhao Si took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Okay, I need to call my family."

The policeman nodded: "Okay."

Zhao Si got out of the car and saw four policemen around him, each with a gun at his waist. This made him feel shocked, and he vaguely felt that things were not as simple as he thought.

Asking questions may be an excuse.

The Zhou Kingdom is the country with the strictest gun control among the six countries. Under normal circumstances, the police are not equipped with guns. They are only equipped with guns when carrying out serious violent crimes. For example, if there is an injury incident, robbery, drug trafficking, etc., summons is obviously not in this category.

And being able to be equipped with guns means that these five people are not auxiliary police officers.

Wait, isn't summons generally notified by phone? Why did five police officers with guns come to see me? Zhou State's security resources are not rich enough to use five police officers on an ordinary person like me.

Zhao Si's hand when he clicked on the screen was obviously trembling. No matter how calm he was, he was still an ordinary person. It was impossible not to be afraid when facing five policemen with guns.

This scene fell into the eyes of the leading police officer, who comforted him: "Don't be nervous, we won't hurt you. On the contrary, we are here to protect you."

"Protection?" Zhao Si became even more embarrassed, "Mr. Police, I am just an ordinary citizen, and I have never provoked anyone."

"You will find out when you go to the police station." The policeman suddenly pressed the Bluetooth headset on his ear. "Roger, I understand...Mr. Zhao, the situation has changed. Please report it in the car to report that it is safe. We will go to the police immediately.

Bureau."

Before Zhao Si agreed, the police carried him all the way to the police car. There were many people on the other side and they were equipped with guns, so he didn't dare not cooperate.

The only thing that gave him some peace of mind was that the police did not confiscate his mobile phone after getting in the car and actually asked him to make a call. Zhao Si first called his parents to explain the situation. Reporting that he was safe was not to let them not worry, but to let his family know where he was.

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"Brother Qiang, traffic control ahead."

The police car slowed down slightly, and Zhao Si also saw traffic police in front of him constantly stopping the vehicles and inspecting them one by one.

Just when he was wondering why there was traffic control on this section of the road, the leading policeman named Brother Qiang made a surprising statement.

"Look for an opportunity and rush over."

Zhao Si was stunned and asked: "Why did you break the traffic control? Aren't you the police?"

The leading police officer smiled and said: "Since the restructuring five years ago, the traffic police have cooperated with the cleaning department of the road cleaning company. If you fall into their hands, you will be in trouble."

"Ah?" Zhao Si was confused. He had never heard of the traffic police cooperating with any road cleaning company, and he couldn't understand why these people wanted him.

He is just an ordinary person, so how can he attract competition from officials?

While talking, Brother Qiang saw the opportunity and stepped on the accelerator. The police car instantly passed a large number of traffic police and rushed out of the traffic control. Although it was a traffic control, there were no road-blocking devices arranged. It was obviously a temporary arrangement.

There was chaos outside. Police motorcycles sounded their sirens and chased behind police cars. A very magical scene appeared in front of many citizens. A police car and a traffic policeman started a street chase.

Zhao Si shouted hysterically: "Help!!!"

Why do you think these people have problems?

"Sit tight, we'll be there soon!"

The police car went on a rampage, running through several red lights, and after a few beautiful drifts, it successfully got rid of the traffic police behind it. The police officers cheered, but Zhao Si almost vomited.

10 minutes later, we arrived at Liaohe Road Police Station.

Zhao Si walked out of the police car with weak legs. When he saw that he had actually arrived at the police station, he couldn't help but smile.

The process was tortuous, but at least we actually arrived at the police station.

He was greeted by an old policeman, who introduced himself: "Hello, Mr. Zhao, my name is Zhang Colin. I'm sorry to invite you in this way. I know you are confused, but this is not the place to talk."

Zhao Si was taken to the director's office. As soon as he entered the door, his eyes were immediately attracted by the figures sitting on the sofa, a young man wearing Taoist robes and a female police officer.

Taoist priest?

Surprised, Zhao Si didn't say anything. There were enough bizarre things happening today, and he wouldn't be surprised if something else happened.

"Mr. Zhao, please take a seat." Zhang Colin pointed to a seat slightly inside, and then introduced the strange Taoist priest to him.

"This is the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple, whose name is Miaoyun."

Taoist Miaoyun nodded slightly to him, and Zhao Si replied: "Hello."

The female police officer did not introduce her. She was holding a pen and notebook in her hand, with an indifferent expression like a machine.

Zhang Colin sat next to the Taoist priest, and Zhao Si sat opposite them. For some reason, he always felt that the two people in front of him were very wary of him.

Zhang Colin said straight to the point: "Mr. Zhao, the main reason for inviting you here is the story you posted on the Internet last night. It may involve some secrets, and we need to confirm it."

"Where did you know that story? Who told you? Or is it your own?"

"I made it up." Zhao Si replied without hesitation. After calming down, he confirmed one thing. Brother Yi was probably the main reason.

The cause of everything is that story.

"..."

The scene fell into silence for a while, and the director and the Taoist priest exchanged glances with each other.

drop!

The sound came from the female police officer. Her hands seemed to be pulling out the afterimage, and she was usually recording something. At the same time, Zhao Si noticed the instrument on her chest, which was about the size of a thumb, black iron color, and his intuition told him

This is a recording device.

Zhang Colin continued to ask: "Mr. Zhao, do you know that the story you wrote is exactly the same as the autobiography of Wei Xi, Marshal of the Qin Army?"

Isn’t that a short story written by a big shot out of boredom? Why is it called an autobiography?

"I know, but it's not exactly the same, just the beginning." Zhao Si's expression was well managed, at least there was no obvious abnormality.

"Why is it the same? Have you met anyone recently?"

"It must be a coincidence. I was so angry about [the first sword ashore is to kill the person you love first] that I thought about writing about my ex, but unexpectedly it became popular." Zhao Si looked around and said to him, "

That's all I know, officer, can I leave?"

According to the laws of Zhou State, the summons cannot exceed 24 hours. Although it has not been even an hour now, he still has the right to ask to leave.

The three of them briefly whispered to each other and kept communicating with their eyes. Zhang Colin looked at the Taoist priest, who shook his head slightly, and then looked at the policewoman, as if asking for advice... The three of them moved frequently and made eye contact, as if there were countless people.

Information is transmitted silently.

Finally, the female police officer took out a tablet, slid it with her fingertips for dozens of seconds, and handed it to Zhang Colin.

Zhang Colin looked at the tablet with an unexplained smile, put it on the table with a clang, and said: "Li Yi, age 29, native of Yucheng, Qingzhou, junior high school education, turned into a vegetative state due to a car accident, recently woke up, respectively in the north of Yucheng

Urban and rural hospitals and Qingzhou First Hospital have treated..."

Zhao Si's face suddenly darkened.
To be continued...