Chapter 66

  The police officer turned around and looked at Irina, who was holding her stomach, and asked: "What's wrong with her?"

  Wang Shaokuo anxiously hugged Yilin and looked up at the police officer: "Officer, my cousin said her stomach hurts, what should we do? Could she have been poisoned too? I just called an ambulance, why haven't they arrived yet?"

  The police officer walked up to the two of them and gazed at Irina's worsening complexion, replying: "We were just nearby, so we arrived relatively quickly. The road here isn't very good, so naturally the ambulance will be a bit slower. What did you eat recently?"

  Yilin lifted her head and shook it at the police: "I haven't eaten anything."

  Wang Shaokuo held her with one hand and took out his phone again with the other to make a call to confirm. Unexpectedly, Yilin frowned and couldn't help but twist her body, causing the phone to slip from Wang Shaokuo's grasp and fall to the ground.

  "Cousin, I'm so uncomfortable." Irene said with a frown, looking like she was about to collapse.

  Wang Shaokuo hastily said, "Officer, could you please help my cousin get into the car first?"

  The police officer expressionlessly stretched out his hand to hold onto Yilin's arm, and didn't leave immediately, but instead stared at Wang Shaokuo with a slightly cold gaze.

  Wang Shaokuo didn't see his expression, but instead turned around to pick up the phone on the ground, held it in his hand and took a look, then patted it gently and frowned: "It's bad, the phone is broken."

  Yilin saw that the police were not moving and raised her eyebrows, saying: "Trouble you to take me over, thank you..."

  The police officer withdrew his gaze and looked at Irina. After a brief eye contact, he nodded and led her to the side of the police car, opening the rear door for her to get in.

  Wang Shaokuo then walked over: "Then let's wait a bit, if it doesn't work out, we'll trouble them to send you to the hospital."

  Irene nodded slightly, her lips curling up at the corners.

  Before long, several policemen came out of the inn. The leading policeman indicated that they should get in the car first and talk about whatever it was when they got back.

  King Shaokuo and Irina were taken away from "Ande Inn" like this.

  "Does your stomach still hurt?" The police officer asked Irina through the rearview mirror, her face was still very pale.

  "It's much better, maybe just a bit of a chill, thank you..." Irina said, looking back at him through the rearview mirror.

  The police nodded and continued driving.

  Yilin and Wang Shaokuo looked at each other, their eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  The police car didn't stop until it reached the end of the road. The surrounding area was a dense forest, and Wang Shaokuo looked at his watch, realizing they had been driving for so long.

  He tilted his head and looked at the police officer sitting in the driver's seat with a cold expression.

  Irene leaned forward slightly, one hand stretched to the policeman's ear and slapped him with a "slap". The policeman's expression suddenly relaxed, then slumped onto the steering wheel, motionless.

  Wang Shaokuo finished writing the traffic ticket, raised an eyebrow and looked at the poor policeman, curled up the corner of his mouth and said: "Tsk tsk tsk... I'm really getting more and more afraid of hypnotists now."

  Yilin shook her head slightly: "Don't worry, you have a basic understanding of psychology, you know the steps, and your mental strength won't be focused on someone's eyes for more than two seconds. So... you won't be hypnotized, unless that person is too attractive to you, then there's no way."

  Rarely does Wang Shaokui get teased in language.

  "Cough, how long will he be awake, and how much will he remember?" Wang Shaokuo asked seriously without continuing the topic.

  "In half an hour, I'll wake up and drive back along the road. My memory will stop at the 'thank you' I said when I got in the car." After Yilin finished speaking and pushed open the door to leave, she looked around at the desolate mountains and wild ridges, and sighed softly: "I don't know if Yan Bing can keep up?"

  Wang Shaokuo leaned forward, reached into the police officer's pocket and touched something, then took out his gun and weighed it in his hand. He hooked the corner of his mouth and took down all the holsters to hang them on his waist. Hearing Irina's voice, he got off the car, walked around to the driver's seat, smiled and pulled up the switch for the trunk: "She has been here long ago."

  The trunk lid opened with a "click", and Yan Bing got out from inside. Yilin looked at Wang Shaokai in confusion, when did Yan Bing sneak in here, and why didn't she notice at all?

  Seeing Irene's puzzled face, Wang Shaokai shrugged and explained: "Before you pretended to have a stomachache. I was worried that if your hypnotic suggestion didn't work, at the critical moment we would still have to rely on her to save us both."

  Yilin's eyes narrowed as she looked at Wang Shaokuo, asking in confusion: "You knew all this from the beginning, why... did you still deliberately find someone to serve that problematic dish to the guests?"

  Wang Shaokuo raised an eyebrow and did not deny it, but instead asked rhetorically: "If not, how do you know they are not in cahoots with each other?"

  "If it's not you, then... aren't you afraid of losing your life?"

  Wang Shaokuo glanced at Yan Bing, then looked back at Irene and spread his hands innocently: "Yan Bing said those things wouldn't kill people, they would just cause diarrhea, at most dehydration. But... if they were in cahoots with each other, we'd be caught off guard from both sides, that's when someone might really get killed."

  Yilin: “......”

  Wang Shaokuo said, raising his arm and twisting his wrist to look at the time on his watch. He then took out a pipe from his pocket, pressed the tobacco with his slender fingers, lit it, and put it in his mouth. Looking up at Irene, he said, "The police and ambulance should have arrived by now, so... they won't be in trouble."

  Yilin: “......”

  It turns out that all of this was part of the woman's plan, and until the very end, you had no idea what her true purpose was.

  Recall everything that has happened from the incident to this morning.

  The place where she might live is closest to the yard, so Irene can clearly hear the trivial footsteps coming and going in the yard at midnight.

  It made her even more annoyed and unable to fall asleep.

  It seemed like I had just fallen asleep when I received a text message from Wang Shaokuo. In a daze, I packed my things and handed them over to Liu Yan before coming to the courtyard, where I saw the inn owner and his wife lying unconscious on the ground, along with two other employees.

  "What is this?" Seeing these, Irene's sleepiness was all gone. If it weren't for Yan Bing's reminder yesterday, this would have been their outcome.

  "Yan Bing just came to see them, they won't have anything happen to them, they're just temporarily unconscious." Wang Shaokuo said lightly.

  She glanced around and noticed the irregular trail of fallen leaves on the ground, and Irene frowned: "They weren't here themselves, were they dragged here by you?"

  At this time, a faint sound of a car starting was heard. Wang Shaokuo stretched his waist, shook his head and smiled: "Didn't you rest well yesterday? Heard footsteps all night?"

  Although she hadn't known Wang Shaokai for long, Irina's intuition told her that every word he said was a trap: if you took it as truth, you'd be deceived; if you took it as a joke, you'd miss the point.

  "What's next? Should we inform Xue Jie?" Irin didn't want to beat around the bush, and directly asked with her hands clasped in front of her chest, her expression also losing its usual smile.

  "For now, it's just you and me, and Yan Bing..." Wang Shaokuo replied with a hint of a smile in his eyes. "I don't know if the person who will come later is good or bad, so we need someone to clean up afterwards."

  "You're saying that you and I are going to make up? " Irina looked at the woman with an incredulous expression, scanning around: "Then where's Yan Bing?"

  Wang Shaokuo nodded without denying it, "Yan Bing is of course in the place where she should be. Do we still need a few more people to clean up? What's wrong? Are you afraid?"

  It's not that she's not afraid, but Irina is also a proud woman. Since she decided to come here with him, she naturally knows what she's facing and it's inevitable that something dangerous will happen.

  She raised her eyes and met his gaze, one eyebrow arched and the corner of her mouth hooked up. The morning's fatigue vanished in an instant, and she said, "Later, just don't be too bored, okay?"

  Wang Shaokuo's appreciative expression emerged, and she indeed didn't misjudge the person. With a smile all over her face, she said: "Really can't be sure. Maybe after making a record, sending the person to the hospital is enough. By the way, Yixue seems to not only be a hypnotist, but also very skilled in criminal psychology?"

  "Just liked it and read it twice."

  "Is hypnosis a state of being awake or dazed..."

  "Awake."

  "Wow!" Wang Shaokuo's expression was shocked: "Invalid for whom?"

  Yilin narrowed her eyes, a hint of a smile playing on her lips, and said, "If I want to, it's effective on anyone. How about you, Wang Xue? Want to give it a try?" Her tone was extremely confident, a testament to her professionalism.

  Wang Shaokuo immediately waved his hand and shook his head: "No need, no need, I trust you."

  Originally

  This is why Wang Shaokuo suddenly cared about her profession. What's more unexpected was that even so, she still left a backhand, which was Yan Bing.

  Pulling back her thoughts, Irene put her hands together in front of her chest and asked puzzledly: "How did you determine they were fake police?"

  "Look at their eyes." Wang Shaoke said lightly: "When normal police arrive here, the first thing they do is to find the person who made the report and ask about the situation, then check the person who fainted in the yard. They didn't do that, they seemed very familiar with this place, the first thing they did when they came in was to look around the rooms, it's clear they're not here to investigate a case but to find someone. When checking those unconscious people, they only cared about looking at their faces. And... how could real police not allow me to go back to my room to get a piece of clothing?"

  He took out the gun from his waist, turned it around in his hand, and swiftly removed the magazine. He checked the bullets inside, one by one popping them out and spinning them around before putting them back into the magazine. After finishing the check, he reinserted the magazine and put on the safety.

  "This gun is a Czech CZ83 pistol, but it has been modified to have a longer and more accurate range. It's one of the world's top ten famous guns. We Chinese police wear QSZ-92 semi-automatic pistols, how can they compare?"

  Yilin nodded along with her words, although she had taken a gun license exam abroad, but her knowledge of firearms was not as deep as Wang Shaokuo's.

  "Of course, the above is just my suspicion, and there is evidence that can be overturned. What makes me certain is one of the police officers, although his hat was pulled down very low, but I recognized him as the guy who came with Liu Yan to deliver wine yesterday." Wang Shaokuo added with a self-assured smile, then put the gun back in its holster and patted it, looking quite pleased.

  Looking at Wang Shaokuo in front of her, who was confident and elegant, Irene thought to herself: Is it a necessary condition for being a detective to have a pair of eyes that never forget what they see?

  Yan Bing stood quietly by, completely unaware of the person's existence.

  Recalling the scene when Wang Shaokui confirmed the police's fake identity, with his hands clasped behind his back, not only did it attract their attention, but also captivated himself.

  But as she listened to Wang Shaokui's tapping sounds and rhythm, Irene was stunned - Wang Shaokui was actually using Morse code.

  Tap tap tap, tap tap tap...

  Yilin subconsciously wrapped her arms around herself, closed her eyes and sank into thought, pondering the rhythm that had just been knocked out, as if the chaotic footsteps had formed a coherent pattern, gradually making out the message Wang Shaokuo wanted to convey.

  The toe tip belongs to a light tone, that is, a short tone "di". The heel belongs to a heavy tone, that is, a long tone "da".

  Beep beep, beep beep beep, beep boop, boop boop.

  s，h，a，m。

  Scammer!

  Irina opened her eyes, slightly surprised, although she had also suspected it, but didn't think that knowing the result would still be somewhat surprising. Worried about being detected, she naturally turned her head to one side and tried hard to recall the next sound in her mind.

  Tick-tock, tick-tock, drip, drop, drop, tick-tock.

  h，p，n，t，s。

  What's this word? She thought psychologically, but her brain was still reeling from Wang Shaokuo's question just now, and suddenly realized that it was a colloquial abbreviation of hypnotist.

  Yilin, who knew the answer, had a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes scanned the fake police officers patrolling around, finally understanding what Cai meant by "luring you into the trap".

  Looking up at Wang Shaokuo who was still pretending to be cool and innocent, he smiled secretly: You're really something, but... it's interesting.

  Yilin cast her puzzled gaze at Wang Shaokai once again and asked: "How did you know I knew Morse code?"

  Wang Shaokuo learned from Si Luochen's usual appearance and replied: "Intuition!"

  Yilin: “......”

  "From the first time we met, I knew that Yixue's talent was suitable for being a hypnotist, but what you yearned for was criminal psychology. Since that's the case... Morse code and such, I'm sure you must have dabbled in it." At this moment, Wang Shaokuo's expression still seemed to be as cheerful as before, but in Yilin's eyes, there was a difference.

  Wang Shaokuo answered all the questions, looked at the time again, glanced around and extinguished his pipe. "It's almost time, you and Yan Bing go inside, Luo Chen and the others are nearby."

  "Aren't you coming with us?" Irina asked in puzzlement.

  Wang Shaokuo tilted his head, took a glance at the fake policeman who was still unconscious in the car, shook his head and said: "The aftermath is not over yet, I'll hitch a ride with this brother, I'll come back here to meet up with you guys tonight." After that, Wang Shaokuo got into the car.

  Before long, the fake policeman woke up and started the car mechanically without noticing if there was anyone else in the car, turned the steering wheel and drove away.

  After the car left, a layer of dust was swept up from the ground. Irene frowned and covered her mouth and nose with her hand, looking at Yan Bing who had been quiet all along, asking: "Do you know the address?"

  Yan Bing nodded and handed the map and satellite phone that Wang Shaokui had given her to Irina.

  Irene couldn't help but sneer, from young to old she had always thought of herself as a talented person, so she rarely admired anyone.

  Wang Shaokai is one of them now.

  According to the map, Irina looked around and pointed at the forest in front of her: "Should be here, right?"

  Yan Bing looked in the direction and said lightly: "Should be."

  The two of them walked in that direction, the muddy and undeveloped road in the forest was not as easy to walk on as they had imagined, and Irina's face also showed a hint of fatigue that she could not hide.

  Why is it said that hypnotists are a kind of innate talent? It's because this person needs to have super strong spiritual control, especially Irene, who is an awake hypnotist.

  If a patient is willing to be hypnotized, then language alone will suffice. If it's an unwilling situation, then this gift needs to be used to execute.

  Irene and the Republican police officer locked eyes three times. Only on the third time, through the rearview mirror of the car, did she see the policeman's black pupils slightly dilate unconsciously...

  This kind of forced hypnosis is very mentally exhausting for the hypnotist, especially when they haven't had enough rest. It's hard to concentrate one's willpower and it's even more tiring.

  After walking for a while, Irina's forehead was already sweating, her legs softened, and she almost fell down.

  Yan Bing reached out from beside her and wrapped his arm around her: "Be careful."

  The author has something to say: Irin and Shao Ke are perfectly matched, throwing flowers, applauding.

  I just like the kind of person who digs a hole quietly in front, brings out things little by little behind, fills the hole gradually, digs another hole, and then fills it again.

  Departing tomorrow, guaranteed update the day after tomorrow.

  Wish good weather, wish a safe journey. Muah~~~~