"Whether I have entered the True Dragon Tomb is very simple to know. First, let me see my father or master, and then I will tell you. Otherwise, I would rather die than tell you if I have entered."
Now I am very sure that the widow Ma in front of me was sent by a big figure in the capital, and the murder of Wang Mazi's family and the framing of me should also be the work of a big figure in the capital.
It's just that there's one thing I don't quite understand: why are they so insistent on asking me if I have entered the True Dragon Tomb? Could there be a secret hidden within that I don't know?
Widow Ma looked troubled, her expression involuntarily glancing at the hidden camera.
"I can't make this decision. I need to get instructions. Wait for me..." Without waiting for my consent, she turned and left.
"Uncle... do you have any candy..."
You have... you have my ass!
Looking at the drooling bald man with a scarred face, I used my size forty-one feet to step directly on his size forty-six face. Heaven's wrath may be forgivable, but self-inflicted suffering is not. Without past causes, there would be no present consequences.
Widow Ma's eagerness to know if I have entered the True Dragon Tomb indicates that the big figures in the capital are probably running out of time.
The most important thing now is to find my master and father to confirm their safety. If they want to find the True Dragon Tomb, let them find it themselves. I don't want to go to Qingfeng Mountain again.
It only took the time to smoke a cigarette, and the iron gate was opened again. However, this time, it was not Widow Ma who entered, but a middle-aged man I didn't recognize, looking around forty years old. He was wearing a neat suit, and his hair was so neatly combed that a fly could have sprained its ankle standing on it.
"Mr. Song, I am the investigator in your murder case. My surname is Chen..."
I sneered at him, ignoring his outstretched hand. To find out if I had entered the True Dragon Tomb, they not only arrested my father and master but also murdered the innocent Wang Mazi family. This is simply disregarding the law, simply insane.
Facing my rudeness, the middle-aged man surnamed Chen did not show anger. Instead, he slowly withdrew his hand.
"Mr. Song, perhaps there is some misunderstanding between us. We can sit down and talk slowly. I can also help you clear your name of murder charges. Whether you nod or shake your head, you can leave this room. What do you think of this offer?" After speaking, he moved aside, indicating the iron gate, implying that I could leave at any time.
"It's that simple?"
I looked at him with some uncertainty.
He smiled, "Otherwise?"
This put me in a dilemma. My goal was to get news about my father and master, but now it had turned into that as long as I answered whether I had entered the True Dragon Tomb, I could leave even if I said no.
This was not quite what I had expected!
"I'll say it again, tell me the news about my master and father, and then I'll tell you if I've entered."
Hearing this, the man surnamed Chen shook his head, "Your condition is too harsh, I'm afraid I can't help you."
My face changed drastically. What have you done to my master and father? Do you dare...
"We haven't done anything. We don't know where your master took your father. We did send people to your master's house, but when they got there, the house was already empty..." Sudan Novel Network
"What about Widow Ma?"
"She lied to you. She just wanted you to tell the truth, and she meant no harm..."
If she meant no harm, why would she frame me for murder and lock me up in this hellhole?
But knowing that my master and father were safe for the time being, I breathed a sigh of relief. Actually, I couldn't blame myself, after all, worry makes one reckless.
After much hesitation, I decided to tell a partial lie and a partial truth.
"I have not entered the True Dragon Tomb..."
As expected, as soon as I said this, suspicion appeared on his face, but the smile on his face did not disappear.
"Mr. Song, you are free to leave." He then made a gesture of invitation.
"However, I have seen the gate of the True Dragon Tomb."
"The gate?"
Hearing this, his face showed joy, but it was quickly covered by his gloomy expression.
"What does the gate look like? What color is it? Where is it located?"
A series of questions came quickly and urgently. Perhaps sensing that his tone was inappropriate, he coughed awkwardly and said, "As compensation, I can provide you with your master's travel records in exchange."
My master's phone was connected. To find my master and father, I could only follow his itinerary. I just hoped that my master wouldn't take my father to too remote a place.
"The gate is bronze..."
Then I described exactly what the gate of the True Dragon Tomb looked like and where it was located, even mentioning being forced by Li Zuoquan to open the door. I only said that there were some modifications when entering, and I claimed that only Li Zuoquan entered it alone.
Hearing this, his expression changed several times, and finally, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Someone got there first..."
"Mr. Song, if you were to enter Qingfeng Mountain again, could you find that location?"
I sighed and said "difficult" three times in a row.
"Difficult, we can solve any difficulties. If you need people, we have people. If you need money, we have money. Whatever you need, just ask, and we can solve it, as long as Mr. Song can lead us to the location..."
"I assume you have also entered Qingfeng Mountain. The fog there is dense, and the miasma is rampant. These things should all be solved for you, but the main problem is the chaotic magnetic field that makes it impossible to locate. Without a map, you can't find it.
To enter the True Dragon Tomb, a map is essential. There are two copies of the map. One was taken into the True Dragon Tomb by Li Zuoquan, and the other is with Li Zuoquan's grandnephew, Li Rui. If you want to find the location, the only way is to find him..."
"Is that true?"
I sneered, "Is there any reason for me to lie to you? I haven't lived enough yet."
I would have liked to lie to him, but Bai Ling'er, who had just arrived, transmitted a message to me in my mind, telling me not to step out of the iron gate, or I would be shot into a beehive.
Bai Ling'er is sometimes unreliable, but when it comes to saving my life, she never lies, so I have a deeper understanding of Chen's sinister nature.
"Thank you for telling me the truth, Mr. Song. I apologize for the offense today. Please don't take it to heart..."
"That..."
As I walked out of the detention room, I felt something strange. This was not my first time in a police station. Even if there were plainclothes police officers, it would be normal, but most of the police officers were in uniform.
However, as far as I could see, none of the "police" were in uniform, and there were not even many people handling cases. The entire lobby was empty.
Just as I was about to ask Bai Ling'er what was going on, I felt a pain in my foot.
"Hurry up and get away! The scene has been filmed, why are you still lingering here?"
"Filming? Auntie, this is a police station, are you mistaken?" Looking at the sweeping aunt in her sixties, I felt my brain wasn't working properly.
"Your brain is short-circuited..."