Police station.
In the interrogation room, Xu Yang sat behind the interrogation table, a calm face looking at the man opposite.
The man is about thirty years old, handsome and well-dressed, with a confident smile on his face, such a man standing anywhere, is a focus-like existence.
However, it is strange that in this hot season, the man is wearing a long-sleeved shirt.
After a short silence, the man took the lead and said, "Xu Yang, you lost."
Xu Yang raised his eyebrows and subconsciously said, "How did I lose?"
"I gave you seventy-two hours to find me, but unfortunately you didn't do it."
Xu Yang, however, shook his head and said, "It's less than seventy-two hours, so I didn't lose."
The man smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can say that if you want, but remember, it's me who doesn't want to play anymore, not you who won."
Xu Yang did not deny the man's words.
"Wang Le, I'm curious, what exactly are you doing this for?" Xu Yang said.
"Playing games."
"Games?" Xu Yang raised his eyebrows again.
Wang Le's body leaned back slightly, looked at Xu Yang with a smile, and said, "Don't you think this game is interesting?"
"Is it interesting to satisfy your special fetish at the cost of destroying others?"
Wang Le asked rhetorically, "Isn't it interesting?"
Then added: "A person's life comes to be a game."
"Huh!" Xu Yang snickered.
"Don't believe me?"
Wang Le said, revealing his left wrist, revealing a tattoo pattern to.
An eye, four fingers sticking out among the eye, and below the eye, a big X.
Wang Le raised his wrist, facing Xu Yang, and that eye was looking at Xu Yang, showing a mocking expression, while Wang Le looked at Xu Yang with a smile on his face.
"Miso!"
At the moment of seeing the tattoo, Xu Yang, who originally had a calm expression, his body heritage, stood up violently, propped his hands on the table, leaned his body forward, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Who the hell are you?"
"Who do you think I am? Haha ..."
Inside the observation room, the people who saw this scene, all froze, only Yang Xueqi's face changed, she was just about to say something when a change occurred inside the interrogation room.
Only to see, Xu Yang propped his hands on the interrogation table, leapt over and came directly to Wang Le, grabbed Wang Le's collar with both hands and lifted him up directly, roaring loudly and angrily.
"Who the hell are you? How did you get this tattoo? Where is he?"
The police officers standing in the observation room, seeing this scene, were first stunned, and then they were so shocked that they didn't care about anything else and rushed out of the observation room.
Yang Xueqi was even the first to leave the observation room and rushed into the interrogation room, trying to separate the two.
"Haha!!!"
Wang Le was still vocalizing and laughing, looking at Xu Yang who suddenly got furious, his lips wriggled and spoke at Xu Yang, then his eyes rolled over and he started to vomit blood, his body also started to tremble violently.
The blood was scarlet and stinky, and it landed with a bared sound and white smoke.
This sudden turn of events was unexpected by everyone, and Xu Yang, who was still in a state of rage and struggling, saw this scene and froze on the spot.
At this time, Yang Xueqi and others who rushed in to stop Xu Yang, no longer cared about Xu Yang, and hurriedly opened Wang Le's handcuffs and took him out of the interrogation room.
The police were busy, shouting and drinking, while Xu Yang stood frozen in place, looking at the blood on the ground, his face full of incredulity.
On the original neat and tidy ground, there was an additional pattern, an eye made of blood coalescing, staring at Xu Yang with a deadly stare.
"How could he have that tattoo? This can't be, this can't be!"
Xu Yang, who was standing in the same place, as if he had been stimulated by something, kept muttering to himself, and the whole person was like losing his soul.
Yang Xueqi, after simply dealing with the commotion outside, came to the interrogation room, looked at Xu Yang, and asked softly, "Xiao Yang, what's wrong?"
"Why does he have that tattoo? Why?"
With those words, Xu Yang ran towards the outside.
Fortunately, Yang Xueqi was quick-eyed and grabbed Xu Yang, but Xu Yang started to struggle violently, with a frightening strength, and Yang Xueqi was actually unable to subdue Xu Yang for a while.
After seeing this, other police officers rushed over to help.
After a brief encounter, Xu Yang was successfully subdued.
Looking at Xu Yang, who was handcuffed but still struggling, several police officers looked at Xu Yang and Yang Xueqi with odd faces and complicated expressions.
"Xiao Yang!"
Yang Xueqi tried to calm Xu Yang down, but she failed.
The commotion on this side of the interrogation room soon caught the attention of Director Liang Zheng, who came to the door and first took a look inside, then said to Yang Xueqi, "Xiao Yang, come out for a moment."
Xu Yang was still mumbling, but was not struggling. Yang Xueqi could only ask the officers around her to watch Xu Yang while she left the interrogation room.
After walking out of the interrogation room, Liang Zheng asked directly, "What's going on? How did the suspect go wrong? And what's going on with Xu Yang?"
"I'm not sure about the specifics, but it should be related to the tattoos on the suspect's body." Yang Xueqi said with a tightly knitted brow.
"Tattoo? What tattoo?"
"X!"
"Hiss~~~"
When these words came out, Liang Zheng sucked in a breath of cold air, his expression became grave and asked, "Is it the tattoo on the deceased?"
Yang Xueqi nodded her head.
Liang Zheng turned his head, looked at the interrogation room, and then said, "Come to my office."
After entering the office, Liang Zheng said directly: "What the hell is going on?"
Yang Xueqi closed the door and said, "X has appeared again."
"Not a coincidence?" Liang Zheng asked.
Yang Xueqi shook her head and said, "We found X tattoos on the wrist bones of several dead people, and we found them on Han Lei's corpse, so it can't be a coincidence."
"Does Fang Lao know?"
"I've reported it up."
"What did Fang say?"
"One word, investigate!"
Hearing Yang Xueqi say this, Liang Zheng walked behind his desk and sat down, saying with a bitter face, "The last time there was a similar case was more than three years ago, right?"
Yang Xueqi nodded her head.
"No news for three years, no progress in the case, how can this be investigated?"
Hearing Liang Zheng say this, Yang Xueqi was silent.
After a moment of silence, Liang Zheng suddenly asked, "What's going on with Xu Yang? Why did he have such a big reaction?"
"His second uncle also has this tattoo on his body."
Once these words came out, Liang Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted, raised his head, looked at Yang Xueqi and asked, "Is he one of your people?"
Yang Xueqi shook her head.
"Then Xu Yang ..."
"This case, it's coming for him, he's being targeted by X."
Liang Zheng's pupils suddenly tightened, then looked at Yang Xueqi and said, "Fang Lao came over yesterday because of this matter?"
Yang Xueqi nodded her head.