"Name."
"Li Si."
"Gender."
"... Male."
"Age."
"Nineteen, two months short of twenty."
The officer closed the file, his eyes sharp: "Account for it, what have you done?"
Sitting in the torture chair was a young man, white shirt, jeans. He shouted out, "Give an account? Team Zhang, I clearly didn't do anything."
Team Zhang sneered in a low voice.
He had seen many such criminals. When they first came in, each one of them had a tough mouth, as if they could escape sanction if they died without admitting it.
"Heh, if you don't want to say it, I'll say it for you." Team Zhang was calm as he casually flipped open the folder.
"This is your recent online shopping list, it's a coincidence that these tools you bought can often be seen in case files."
"But it can also be used to clean the floor." Li Si's face didn't change.
"The floors in the house have been dirty lately."
"Oh?" Team Zhang shot Li Si a scornful look, as if wondering how such a lame lie could be told.
"Then let's take a look at this. At the beginning of May, you purchased a batch of high-quality steel, then went to the steel processing plant on Lingnan Road and cast them all into control knives."
Li Si's expression was sad: "Just!"
"This is a complete misunderstanding!"
The prisoner desperately tried to weasel his way out of this, but it didn't matter, Team Zhang was an experienced veteran criminal police officer, and he still had his cards.
"Good, good, good. It doesn't matter, in that case, we can watch another video." Team Zhang waved his hand, and the auxiliary police immediately pushed the projector in.
The scene has a lot of white noise, but it's clear that it's on a bus.
Five seconds later, Li Si, carrying a duffel bag, walks onto the bus and accidentally bumps into a commuter.
After apologising, Li Si walks to his seat with his face as normal.
Team Zhang paused with a sneer and slapped his palm lightly.
"Beautiful, such a clean pickpocket, even I haven't seen that a few times. Which old thief did you learn this from?"
He had thought that the other party would have nothing more to say at this point.
Who knew that Li Si spoke the next moment, "That was a pickpocket."
"Eh?" Team Zhang froze.
"I've been observing this person for a long time. He disguised himself as a white-collar worker, but he never carried a briefcase. And on a bus at seven in the morning, everyone else is drowsy, but his glasses are staring like brass bells. What is this if not a pickpocket?"
"I'm cheerful and helpful. Would never turn my back on such social scum!"
Li Si spoke extremely fast as if he was afraid of being interrupted.
Team Zhang's mouth dropped open, "Then, then you can't..."
Li Si nodded his head in a righteous manner, "I know, that's why I returned all the stolen wallets to the owner."
What the hell are you talking about!
... Team Zhang wanted to scold like this, but what Li Si said was the truth.
It was true that the police force had not searched his house for any stolen goods.
"I promise, I haven't done anything illegal or disorderly. If you still insist on punishing me, then do it."
Li Si put his hands down on the table in a heroic manner.
After a long silence, Team Zhang stood up.
He admitted his failure.
"Count yourself lucky to have escaped this time. But I can sense that you're definitely hiding something you haven't said."
He warned Li Si, "Stay out of trouble, I'll be watching you!"
Ten minutes later, outside the Public Security Bureau.
Li Si bought a bowl of carboy noodles, found a random alley, and squatted on the ground to eat his fill.
He was starving. The interrogation started at ten in the morning and didn't release anyone until eight in the evening.
Eating, Li Si sighed.
Team Zhang wasn't wrong, he did have a secret.
After travelling through this world, Li Si obtained a [Crime System].
The function of the system was simple, that is, it could grant the host various criminal templates, while completing crimes could unlock new templates.
Currently, there were two templates that Li Si had obtained.
[Murderer (Ordinary)] and [Divine Thief (Fine)].
To Li Si, this system was really a bit of a chicken rib.
After all, it was a modern society, with cameras flying all over the place. Crimes are almost certain to be caught, and not being caught is an extreme rarity.
And there were side effects. After loading the criminal template, his behaviour would be unconsciously influenced by the template.
It wasn't so outrageous that it progressed to going on a murderous rampage, though.
But it still brought a lot of trouble to Li Si's life.
"Trouble ah ..." Lis scratched his hair vigorously.
However scratching himself bald didn't help, Lis stood up and decided to take a taxi home.
However it was the middle of the night and there were even few pedestrians on the road, he waited for a long time before a car finally passed by.
The car seemed to notice Li Si and slowed down slowly, finally stopping in front of him.
The car window rolled down, revealing a chubby face, "Dude, where to?"
Li Si probed and found that not including the driver, there were four people sitting in the car, three men and one woman, all holding camera equipment.
It should be the TV station's staff.
"I'm going home." Li Si said.
Perhaps because Li Si's face was too handsome, or perhaps simply out of sympathy, after a little discussion, they let Li Si into the car.
After getting into the car, the chubby uncle introduced himself as Yang, a documentary director.
"Hello." Li Si was well-behaved.
Director Yang looked like a good talker and joked with Li Si, "You can't sit in the car for nothing, I'm going to interview you later."
Li Si smiled and said yes. Director Yang originally did not have that intention, but when Li Si smiled, he was immediately a little moved.
Interviewing all kinds of passers-by to accumulate material is his habit.
And it's not easy to find such a good-looking passerby...
"Then I'm really asking." Director Yang said half-heartedly.
As Li Si nodded, Director Yang asked the cameraman to set up the camera and patted him on the back, "Oh, right. I forgot to ask, where is your home again?"
Li Si replied, "Yuchuan Street."
Zee---.
The car braked menacingly and sharply, and both Director Yang and the driver had a look of having seen a ghost on their faces.
"Yu Yu Yu Yu Chuan Street?"
Wasn't that place notorious for poor law and order, and rumoured to be hiding fugitives?
To drive to that kind of haunted place in the middle of the night?