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Chapter 9 Outsiders

Northwest City Police Station.

Most of the modern buildings in the northwest urban area are newly built, including this police station.

More than 20 years ago, when Zhiwang Technology planned the industrial development zone, it included almost the entire northwest old town of Zhi'an City.

After the industrial development zone plan failed, this large piece of land was divided and occupied by other developers.

This police station only has a history of more than ten years.

Sitting in the inquiry room, Zheng Kai behaved very naturally.

This kind of behavior actually seemed a bit abnormal, but Zheng Kai didn't seem to think it was inappropriate.

"Name."

"Zheng Kai."

"age."

"23 years old."

"You and Liao Fan are classmates in the same department at university?"

"yes."

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"When taking graduation photos."

The comrade at the police station who was in charge of recording looked at Zheng Kai in surprise.

Su Qing lowered his head and looked at the file information in his hand. It showed that Zheng Kai's information was too ordinary.

He is an orphan himself.

On the basis of social assistance, I completed all my educational experience from kindergarten to university.

I have never left Zhi'an City after graduation and have done many odd jobs. The last time I was fired from my job was a week ago.

Su Qing circled the word "funeral parlor" among the resumes, and then looked at Zheng Kai: "Have we not seen each other since graduation? We are all in the same city, don't we get together occasionally?"

"I am afraid of society." Zheng Kai answered truthfully.

"I basically don't participate in those class reunions, work social events, etc."

Su Qing wrote the word "social fear" next to Zheng Kai's photo, seeming to be thinking about the credibility of these two words.

"What do you think of Liao Fan? Does he offend some people on weekdays?"

"I don't know, I'm not impressed."

........

Zheng Kai’s answer was quite satisfactory.

It's just his reaction to the inquiry that makes people a little confused.

Normal people will feel a little nervous when they come to the police station. This kind of nervousness has nothing to do with any wrongdoing, but is simply caused by the atmosphere of the police station.

But Zheng Kai didn't show any nervousness.

The process of questioning is as easy and natural as if you asked him if he had eaten today and he replied that you had eaten.

Not long after, Zheng Kai walked out of the interrogation room.

Wang Qiang hurriedly walked up and whispered: "Is everything okay?"

"It's okay." Zheng Kai patted Wang Qiang on the shoulder. He hadn't seen him in the past few days and felt that Wang Qiang had gained a little weight.

The food in a big company is good!

Watching Zheng Kai and Wang Qiang walk out of the police station, a gay man from the police station asked: "Have you discovered anything?"

Su Qing looked at the disappearing figure of Zheng Kai, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes: "He said he was socially phobic..., but I couldn't sense his social phobia from the interview."

“Extroverted Social Terror?”

Su Qing did not answer, but changed the topic: "You continue to investigate the case, I will follow him during this time."

"clear."

The gay man responded and turned around to do other things.

.......

After leaving the police station, Zheng Kai and Wang Qiang found a small restaurant and sat down.

"Qiangzi, what have you been busy with these days? I don't even answer my calls to you."

Zheng Kai's mental state is unusually good.

Speaking of which, this can be regarded as the "contribution" of the massage chair.

Wang Qiang performed a dragon sucking water for Zheng Kai on the spot, and drank a whole bottle of beer in a few seconds: "I run to the market every day to sell. No matter how the times develop, sales still need to go door to door."

"You go to bed later than a dog and wake up earlier than a chicken. You have nightmares, but I don't get enough sleep..."

Wang Qiang sighed.

That's what social animals are like.

Especially for low-level social workers like sales and promotion, only you know whether it is hard work or not.

Zheng Kai's mental state is good.

On the contrary, Wang Qiang's spirit was a little sluggish and he yawned from time to time.

In comparison, Zheng Kai was much more relaxed.

Apart from the torment and pain of dreaming at night, my life during the day is quite relaxing.

"Kaizi, do you still have nightmares now?"

Wang Qiang asked curiously.

For a moment, Zheng Kai didn't know how to answer.

I really didn’t have that kind of nightmare before, but now I have another kind of nightmare.

Seeing that Zheng Kai didn't answer, Wang Qiang tugged on Zheng Kai's eyelids and said, "I see that there are no red bloodshot eyes in your eyes anymore. You should have had a good rest."

"good."

Zheng Kai didn't want to undermine Wang Qiang's confidence in sales, so he replied with two words.

Hearing this, Wang Qiang suddenly became interested: "If the effect of that massage chair is good, I will build one for myself."

This is in line with Wang Qiang’s famous saying in life: Carpe diem.

He has never been able to save much money, and he always spends as much as he has.

Because of this, he has not had a girlfriend in so many years, and the only person he has the closest contact with is Zheng Kai.

Hearing the word "massage chair", Zheng Kaikai put down the chopsticks in his hand and asked tentatively: "Qiangzi, have your company's massage chairs ever received... negative reviews?"

"For example, will you have nightmares after using it?"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Kai looked at Wang Qiang with expectant eyes.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qiang shook his head firmly.

"No!"

“Not a single bad review?”

"No!"

Zheng Kai suddenly felt a little unconfident.

Only his painting style is crooked?

Looking at Zheng Kai's disappointed eyes, Wang Qiang scratched his head: "Actually, I don't know much about it, but as long as I have successfully promoted customers, none of them have given negative feedback."

"Speaking of which, if Liao Fan is not dead, you can ask him."

"When the university was recruiting, he was the salesman of Zhiwang Technology. Later he became an internal tester, and finally he was promoted to department director."

"He knows more than I do."

Wang Qiang smacked his lips with some pity. The hops from the beer were stained on his beard, making him look a little sloppy.

Zheng Kai was very confused: "With Liao Fan's character, would he be willing to be a salesman?"

Liao Fan was a popular figure in college and he aspired to enter management as soon as he graduated. How could he be willing to be a salesman?

"Who doesn't want to join Intelligent Network Technology?" Wang Qiang asked back.

That's right!

For such a big company, Zheng Kai would also go there.

Without learning more about the massage chair, Zheng Kai talked significantly less.

At this moment, Wang Qiang slammed the table and said mysteriously: "I heard a colleague in the company spreading something a few days ago, and it is also related to Liao Fan."

Zheng Kai came closer and put his hands on the table.

"Liao Fan seems to be similar to you. He also has nightmares and sleepwalks! Once he sleepwalked directly to the company, and his wife took him back."

"Later, one night when he was sleeping, he almost beheaded his wife while sleepwalking. He was so frightened that his wife went back to her parents' house all night and refused to come back no matter how hard she tried to persuade him."

At this point, a scene seemed to appear in front of Wang Qiang's eyes, and he patted his chest in fear: "I met him once, and the redness in his eyes was even more exaggerated than yours before."

so serious?

Zheng Kai couldn't help being stunned.

"Didn't he use a massage chair?" Zheng Kaiduo asked.

Wang Qiang shook his head and expressed that he was unclear.

Suddenly, Zheng Kai was a little scared. Will he be like Liao Fan in the future?

probably not!

Liao Fan was unfortunately in trouble when he suffered a home invasion. As a terrorist, there is no reason for him to experience the same thing.

If nothing else, Zheng Kaiyuan is not as rich as Liao Fan.

"What's even more outrageous is that he was sleepwalking and talking in his sleep, saying that a group of hairless children were chasing him in a kindergarten."

Wang Qiang raised his beer and was about to blow on the bottle.

The next second,

Zheng Kai stood up quickly, his eyes filled with horror.

His face turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, without any trace of blood.

Wang Qiang was startled and stood up.

"Kaizi, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Zheng Kai didn't answer. A very bad thought appeared in his heart, and he couldn't stop it no matter how hard he tried...


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