Chapter 11 Let Me Prove It
"Officer Chen, I'm Li Yuan, a new police officer who has been on the job for a month!"
"It's like this. I want to apply to take care of Li Qiqi personally. It's easier for girls to take care of each other, and I also want to be on the front lines and deal with the incident firsthand!"
"I just didn't want to disturb your rest, so I came to the scene first..."
"Officer Chen."
"Officer Chen, Officer Chen...Officer Chen..."
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Chen Xuan didn't know how he got to the hospital. He only knew that he was carried on a stretcher. Looking at the black sky, he wondered why there were no stars at all.
I could hear the sirens of police cars, the shouts of my colleagues, the movement of people from the surrounding residential buildings, and the faint sound of crying.
But Chen Xuan only recalled the brief time with Li Yuan, from Li Yuan's bright smile to her desperate cry in the end.
He was wrong.
It's extremely wrong, extremely exaggerated.
He is self-righteous, willful, and conceited, and he deserves what he gets.
This was the price he paid for himself from the moment he made his decision.
So much happened that night.
But this night will eventually pass, and this night cannot be treated as an ordinary night.
It's not yet completely light.
I can't make any more mistakes.
"Officer Chen, where are you going?"
After changing back into his police uniform, Chen Xuan limped out of the hospital, hailed a taxi, and rushed to the police station.
The biting wind blew his mottled white hair. In the cold wind, Chen Xuan tremblingly lit a cigarette and held it to his lips. He smoked very quickly. He had never smoked so fast before. He smoked one cigarette after another. He coughed, but he still smoked another one.
Why does cigarette taste so bitter?
Chen Xuan pulled out another cigarette, got out of the taxi, and walked into the police station without saying a word. He held the cigarette in his left hand and the pen in his right hand, and wrote word by word on the single-line paper.
The dim light illuminated Chen Xuan's bitterness, and written on the paper was Chen Xuan's regret.
He wrote down his mistakes on paper, hoping that others would not repeat them.
No matter how long the night is, it will always pass. The sky gradually brightens and the police officers gradually return. Everyone who returns sees Chen Xuan writing furiously in the office. Everyone holds their breath and is careful not to disturb him.
Although they didn't know everything, they all knew that the events of last night were completely out of control. The victim was completely missing, and two police officers and a doctor fell into a coma.
Only Chen Xuan forced himself to return to the police station. He wanted to write down everything that happened that night and record it all.
The chief has also arrived at the police station. His elderly figure looks at Chen Xuan in the room, his eyes flashing with depth. Everyone is waiting quietly for the paper to be delivered.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Xuan finally put down his pen and limped out of the room again. His face was covered with stubble and his eyes were dull. Then he handed his hands to the director.
"Director Zheng, please finish reading this report."
Director Zheng took the paper and everyone gathered around.
I don’t know who was reading it, but people around me could also know the contents of the report.
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"My name is Chen Xuan, and I'm a consultant officer at the Tangcheng Police Headquarters. I'm responsible for solving cases where people disguise themselves as ghosts and commit crimes."
Before this, I always believed that there were no ghosts in the world.
Ghosts are an alternative creation of the humanities, a profile of the human inner world, a means of expression, and a form of metaphysics.
My existence has always been to prove that "ghosts" do not exist.
But this time, I can't do it.
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Before this, I'd always wondered why Wang Sanbei and Li Qiqi were so shy about looking in the mirror, and why they were so secretive about what they wrote. I used to think they couldn't accept the changes in themselves, and that what they wrote restricted them, forbidding them from speaking out.
But I never considered that these actions were not restricting them... but protecting us.
Because as long as we see or hear the real content of "it", we will be infected by it and there is no way out.
The victims clearly know that they have been infected by "it", but it is the human instinct to protect their own kind that makes them subconsciously not reveal all this, but instead cover up and hide the existence of "it".
Wang Sanbei even committed suicide because of this, and made himself put on heavy makeup to remove the traces of it. Li Qiqi was doing the same thing.
But because of my own initiative, I stopped their actions. I thought I was protecting Li Qiqi. In fact, it did not help to protect her at all. Instead, it prevented her from protecting us.
I also hurt my colleagues.
I have been wrong, but we cannot make the same mistake again.
This is not a murder by "humans", it is a murder by a species that has never appeared from the beginning to the end.
I have seen its appearance, even though it was just its back, but I prefer to call it a "ghost"
Or use a classic phrase that can describe half of its fear -
Pen fairy.
The "Pen Fairy" only exists on paper, cannot be described or revealed, and the sight of it represents death.
But is the Pen Fairy the only one in the world? Will it be the only Pen Fairy in the future?
We not only want to know it ourselves, but also tell everyone!!
The 'ghost' appeared from this moment on.
"We need to tell others, we need to tell everyone."
Chen Xuan took out another cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled the smoke. In the swirling smoke, he saw his numb eyes.
He was so calm, yet everyone thought he was crazy.
"Officer Chen, what on earth provoked you? Aren't you the one most opposed to the term 'ghost'?"
"Maybe this is just a new type of technology? Wouldn't that mean we're admitting defeat? If we leave everything to the devil, what's the point of being the police?"
"And what about harming colleagues? Aren't Li Yuan and colleagues all fine? They just fainted. Once they wake up, everything will be fine."
The colleagues kept their distance, while Director Zheng glanced at Chen Xuan and said calmly:
"Chen Xuan!"
"What are you doing here?"
Director Zheng suddenly crumpled the report into a ball and threw it to the ground. Veins popped out of his forehead, and he pointed at Chen Xuan's nose and cursed:
"You're disturbing the people's peace and creating alarmist rumors. Do you know what will happen if you send this letter? Not just you and me, but all of us will be laid off!"
"Is this your consulting job? You're playing with people's lives!!"
"Okay, then prove it to me. Where's the evidence?! What is a ghost? You can't listen, you can't talk, what are you talking about here!"
Chen Xuan's eyelids moved, his empty eyes focused, and he pulled himself away from his memories and looked at the faces of the people around him.
Questioning, worrying, disgusting, and contemptuous.
No one believed him.
Yes, he had previously firmly believed that ghosts did not exist.
How can it be so easy for people to change their minds?
"I'll prove it to you."
Chen Xuan pulled out the police ID from his chest and slammed it on the table.
Even though no one believes in him, this is what he has to do, this is what he shoulders, and this is the price he pays for making a mistake.
Chen Xuan limped and tried to walk out of the police station. His act of slapping away his police ID was a provocation to Director Zheng, and no one dared to stop him.
But Chen Xuan was still wrong.
It’s not that no one believed him.
"Officer Chen, wait."
Footsteps were heard, and she walked very slowly.
Li Yuan walked to the door. She supported herself against the wall and slowly walked in front of everyone. It seemed that these few steps took all her strength. Then she raised her head , as calm as she used to be.
Li Yuan reached out, picked up Chen Xuan's police ID on the table, and hung it around Chen Xuan's neck.
Then he took off his police ID and placed it on the table.
"Let me do it this time."
Li Yuan smiled confidently again.
"There's nothing I can do."
"But I can prove that what Officer Chen said is correct."
Li Yuan pulled open his collar.
It was a light black plum blossom spot.
