Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 751: The old photos of the fishing village hide the mystery, and the interrogation is diffic

The flames were blazing and crackling,

Chen Gou's screams gradually became weaker and finally disappeared in the sea of ​​fire.

An Qingyu watched all this with an expressionless face.

He turned around and said to Jiang Er and Jia Lan behind him, "Let's go to the village and take a look. Maybe we can find something interesting."

Jia Lan nodded slightly and followed An Qingyu.

Jiang Er also followed closely behind, his figure floating.

The three men left the burning house.

Jialan turned around and closed the door, blocking out the noise and fire outside.

"There are no electronic devices in this village."

Jiang Er said softly, her voice seemed a little ethereal in the quiet room.

Jia Lan did not answer immediately, his eyes scanned the room.

It finally landed on some old photos hanging on the wall.

The photo has yellowed and the people on it are blurry.

But it is still possible to recognize that this is a group photo of some fishermen.

The corners of the photo have curled up, as if telling the passage of time.

“What’s wrong with these photos?”

Jiang Er asked curiously. She didn't understand why Jia Lan was interested in these old photos.

Galan did not answer directly.

Instead, he reached out and took down a photo, looking at it carefully.

"Do you know Lin Qiye and Wu Hen?"

Jiang Er suddenly asked, with a hint of curiosity and gossip in her tone.

Galan's hands shook and he almost dropped the photo.

He coughed awkwardly.

He explained, "We've only met a few times before on some occasions, so we're not that familiar with each other."

"Really?"

Jiang Er showed a meaningful smile on his face.

"I thought there was some special relationship between you two."

"Don't talk nonsense, there's really nothing between us."

Jia Lan quickly waved his hands to deny it. He didn't want to have anything to do with Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore."

Jiang Er said with a smile,

Jia Lan sighed helplessly. He knew Jiang Er was teasing him, but he didn't know how to refute.

After a moment of silence, Jia Lan suddenly lowered his voice.

She said to Jiang Er, "Actually, I have a secret to tell you. You must keep it secret for me."

Jiang Er's expression instantly became serious, and she nodded.

He said seriously, "Don't worry, I will never tell anyone."

Jia Lan took a deep breath and said slowly: "I suspect..."

At this moment, Jialan's eyes fell on the photo in his hand again.

He suddenly discovered that on the back of the photo, there was a name written in pencil: Chen Lu.

Meanwhile, in the interrogation room at Night Watch headquarters.

Tan Maoxun sat behind the table with a serious expression, his eyes fixed on Chen Lu who was sitting opposite him.

"Chen Lu, let me ask you one last time, how much do you know about this matter?"

Tan Maoxun's voice was deep and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.

Chen Lu raised his head, his face full of fatigue and vicissitudes.

"I really don't know anything." Chen Lu's voice was hoarse and weak. His..."

Tan Maoxun sneered, picked up a few photos on the table and threw them in front of Chen Lu.

"You must recognize these photos, right?"

Tan Maoxun pointed at the photo and said,

"These were found in your fishing village. Do you know the people listed here?"

Chen Lu picked up the photos and looked at them carefully one by one.

His face became paler and paler, and his body began to tremble slightly.

"I...I know them."

Chen Lu said with a trembling voice,

"They were all from our village, and they are all dead."

"died?"

A sharp light flashed in Tan Maoxun's eyes.

"How did they die? Who killed them?"

Chen Lu shook his head.

"I don't know, I really don't know."

Chen Lu said with a choked voice,

"All I know is that they were all killed by those monsters. Those monsters were so terrifying that we had no way of resisting them."

"monster?"

Tan Maoxun's brows furrowed tightly.

"What monster? Explain yourself clearly!"

At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was suddenly opened and Zuo Qing walked in.

"Tan Maoxun, let me talk to him."

Zuo Qing's voice was calm and gentle, and his eyes swept over the two people in the room.

Tan Maoxun looked at Zuo Qing hesitantly, and finally nodded.

"Okay, Commander, I'll leave this to you." Tan Maoxun stood up and left the interrogation room.

Zuo Qing walked up to Chen Lu and slowly sat down.

"Chen Lu, I know you have a lot of concerns in your heart, but you must trust us."

Zuo Qing's voice was gentle but firm.

"We are the Night Watchmen. Our duty is to protect the safety of the people. We will definitely find out the truth and give you justice."

Chen Lu raised his head.

"Really? Can you really find out the truth?" Chen Lu asked with a trembling voice.

Zuo Qing nodded.

"Of course we will."

Zuo Qing said seriously,

"But you need to tell us everything you know first. Only then can we better help you."

Chen Lu took a deep breath and said slowly: "Actually, I know..."

Jialan was getting ready to go out. He wanted to go to the village and see if he could find more clues.

His hand was on the door handle, but his eyes were still fixed on the photo.

On the back of the photo, the name "Chen Lu" written in pencil was like a thorn in his heart.

Chen Lu...could it be him?

Jialan's fingers stroked the yellowed photo.

The rough paper is like the weathered face of the fisherman, bearing the marks of time.

His eyes were fixed on the name written in pencil on the back of the photo - Chen Lu.

The handwriting was sloppy, as if written in a hurry, but it also carried a force that could not be ignored.

It was deeply imprinted on the back of the paper and also penetrated into Galan's heart.

"Chen Lu..." Jia Lan whispered the name, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.

He recalled the information he had read in the archives before, about the Night's Watch hero who disappeared in the beast tide.

The young man who was hailed as the hope of the fishing village was also called Chen Lu.

Could it be... the same person?

Galan's heart was full of questions, and a strong urge drove him to solve the mystery.

He took a deep breath and opened the door.

The cold sea breeze, carrying a faint fishy smell, blew in his face, blowing away any hesitation in his heart.

"It seems that this fishing village is much more interesting than I imagined."

Galan muttered to himself, looking up at the gloomy sky in the distance, which seemed to hide endless secrets.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

The incandescent lamp above emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the interrogation room as bright as day.

Tan Maoxun's face turned pale as he slammed a document onto the table, making a dull "bang" sound.

"Chen Lu! How long are you going to keep pretending?!"

Tan Maoxun roared, his voice echoing in the empty interrogation room with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Chen Lu sat on a cold iron chair, his body covered with scars and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

But he remained motionless like a statue.

His eyes were empty and numb, as if he had lost all perception of the outside world.

"I...I really don't know anything..."

Chen Lu's voice was hoarse and weak, as if squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

"do not know?!"

Tan Maoxun sneered, walked up to Chen Lu, grabbed his hair,

Forcing him to raise his head, revealing his weather-beaten face.

"Your villagers and your comrades all died at the hands of those monsters!"

"And you say you know nothing?! Are you worthy of them?!"

Chen Lu's body trembled slightly, his

Tan Maoxun let go of Chen Lu's hair and shook his head in disappointment.

He knew that this old fox could not be pried open with just a few threats.

Just then, the door of the interrogation room was slowly pushed open and Zuo Qing walked in.

He was wearing a neat uniform, with a hint of fatigue on his face, but his eyes were still sharp and determined.

"Tan Maoxun, go out and have a rest first."

Zuo Qing's voice was calm and gentle, as if carrying a reassuring power.

Tan Maoxun was stunned for a moment, he looked at Zuo Qing,

He looked at the silent Chen Lu again and finally nodded.

"Yes, Commander." Tan Maoxun saluted, turned and left the interrogation room.

Zuo Qing walked up to Chen Lu, pulled over a chair and sat down.

He did not interrogate Chen Lu in a harsh tone like Tan Maoxun did, but looked at him with a calm gaze.

"Chen Lu, I know you've been through a lot and endured a lot."

Zuo Qing said slowly,

"But you have to trust us. We are the night watchmen, and our duty is to protect the safety of the people."

"If you have any questions, please tell us and we will do our best to help you."

Chen Lu raised his head, his eyes met Zuo Qing's.

As if trying to find a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Can you... really help me?" Chen Lu asked with a trembling voice.

Zuo Qing nodded, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Chen Lu.

Chen Lu hesitated for a moment, but still took the cigarette.

He lit a cigarette and took a deep puff, the smoke blurring his face.

"Some things are beyond your comprehension."

Chen Lu exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly,

“Some secrets, once spoken out, will bring greater disaster.”

Zuo Qing didn't say anything. He just waited quietly for Chen Lu's next words.

"Do you think those monsters are just ordinary demon beasts?"

Chen Lu suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with fear.

"They... there are even more terrifying existences behind them..."

Zuo Qing frowned tightly, feeling an inexplicable uneasiness.

"A more terrifying existence?" Zuo Qing pressed on. "What is it?"

Chen Lu shook his head and slammed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, as if trying to extinguish the fear in his heart.

"I can't say, I can't say..."

Chen Lu muttered to himself, and his body began to tremble again.

Zuo Qing sighed

"Chen Lu, please think about it carefully."

Zuo Qing stood up and walked to the door. He stopped and turned back and said,

"However, you should know that there are many rising stars among the Night's Watch... There will always be someone who will make you speak."

Zuo Qing closed the door of the interrogation room, leaving Chen Lu sitting alone in the dark, falling into endless silence.