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Well, he's already admitted to his crimes anyway, let's leave this for later.

Considering that Lu Zhao would arrive soon, Song Lingge didn't dare to delay. She took the interrogation form and walked over to him, placing it in front of him: "Take a look. If you have no questions, sign it."

Fu Qingtao slowly raised his head, silently looked her over, and said, "You are very beautiful."

This……

Song Lingge said with a hint of helplessness, "Please don't say anything that's unrelated to the interrogation."

“She’s very pretty too, much prettier than you. She’s so small, and she smiles at me every day, like a little angel.” Fu Qingtao ignored her reminder and looked down at the interrogation form in front of him, saying in a low voice, “I think you should have checked my bank card records. Every three days, I would transfer money to the hospital.”

The monitoring staff behind him were taken aback and quickly picked up their pens to take notes.

Well, it seems like things won't be settled here anytime soon. Hopefully, Messiah can stop the captain for a while longer.

Song Lingge sighed silently to herself. She had already guessed the reason for stealing the money pretty much from the beginning.

“We did find out that you have a daughter who was in a car accident three years ago and has been bedridden in the hospital ever since.”

She looked at him, indicating that he could continue speaking.

Chapter Sixty-Four: I'm Your Captain

On the other side, Messiah hurriedly went downstairs. Before she could even catch her breath, she saw Lu Zhao rushing in from the door. Startled, she immediately felt her scalp tingle and quickly grabbed him.

"Captain, Captain!" After finally managing to pull the person to the side meeting area, Messiah managed a weak smile, sensing the oppressive atmosphere in the air. "How did you get here so quickly?"

Lu Zhao was well aware of her forceful actions in dragging him over, and his delicate eyebrows furrowed deeply. Without beating around the bush, he went straight to the point and asked, "You're here to stop me, aren't you? It seems that prisoner hasn't left yet."

"Ah..." Messiah was so nervous she didn't dare breathe, stammering for a long time before finally managing to pull Tian Mu's banner over, "Minister Tian said that beating prisoners is strictly prohibited, Captain, you should..."

"Beat up a prisoner?" Lu Zhao narrowed his eyes in displeasure. "Who said I was going to beat someone up?"

She's a model student; she wouldn't hit anyone, and even if she bumped into someone slightly, she'd have to honestly admit her mistake and apologize.

But Messiah clearly didn't believe her, and counted on his fingers as he told her: "Six months ago, when Sister Song was injured, you almost rushed into the interrogation room and scared the prisoner so much that he almost had a heart attack on the spot."

Last year, I was bumped into, and you rushed to cause trouble for the person who bumped into me. Luckily, nothing serious happened.

Even earlier, because of Sister Xiaofei's matter, you took the prisoner away and got into a fight with him. When he saw us, he was like seeing his own parents, begging us to take him away!

"Think about how many punishments you've received recently! This can't go on, Captain! You need to learn to control yourself and stay calm, understand?"

Lu Zhao's expression gradually turned strange.

She really didn't expect the original owner of this body to be so violent. Trying to hit people all the time is not a way to solve problems.

No wonder her emotions had been so unstable until now. It turned out that it wasn't just because she felt sorry for Xia Zhifei, but also because the original owner's emotions were secretly causing trouble.

If Messiah hadn't come to stop her, she might have been influenced to actually beat up the prisoner when she got to the interrogation room.

Cursing under her breath, Lu Zhao took several deep breaths. She felt the burning sensation in her chest begin to subside, but fearing it wasn't enough, she picked up the teapot on the table, poured out some cold water, and drank it down her throat. Only then did she feel a little better.

Should everything be fine now?

She looked up uncertainly at Messiah, who was also staring at her cautiously. The two stared at each other awkwardly for a few seconds before looking away.

However, she was determined to meet the guy who dared to lay a hand on Xia Zhifei.

She reached up and touched her chest, feeling that the fever had subsided. Only then did she stand up and walk towards the elevator, saying, "I still need to go check on things."

"Hey, wait a minute!" Messiah rushed over in fright, blocking her way with his body, his face contorted with a mournful expression. "Captain! You really can't go! I beg you!"

As she spoke, this person dramatically threw herself on the ground and hugged Lu Zhao's legs, just like when Lu Zhao first met her, and began to wail, "Captain! I've been following you since I was eighteen, working diligently for four years. Even if you don't care about achievements, you should at least care about hard work. I've been your slave, working hard without complaint, braving dangers, and facing difficulties head-on, even creating them if there aren't any. So please don't go up there!"

Good heavens, this mournful voice just keeps pouring out whenever I pour it!

Lu Zhao's eyelids twitched, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught two unfamiliar employees pointing and whispering as they passed by. She immediately felt terrible.

“Messiah,” she smiled gently at the drama queen, “I’ve already scraped together a three-bedroom apartment, would you like one?”

The drama queen realized it wasn't appropriate to do this in front of others, so she quickly patted her butt and got up. After wiping the water off her face, she helplessly grabbed Lu Zhao's arm and shouted with a "what's the worst that can happen?" attitude, "No matter what, I'm not letting you go up today!"

Has the original owner's terrifying image become so deeply ingrained in people's minds?

Lu Zhao was speechless for a moment. He wanted to leave, but this person was holding him back. He wanted to stay, but he felt sorry for Xia Zhifei. Helpless, he could only try to reason with the person: "Messiah, I promise you today that I will only go up to see that person. I will absolutely not have any physical contact with him, nor will I make any verbal threats. Is that alright?"

“You made the same promise last time.” Messiah was determined not to let go, and after a while she sobbed, “Captain, you really shouldn’t go. Last time you were locked up for more than half a month, and you were sick for several days after you came out. There’s no need to make it like this.”

Confinement?

She frowned and thought carefully for a while before recalling some unpleasant memories.

The dark room that can shut down the original body is no ordinary solitary confinement room. It is said that before entering, one must wear power-suppressing handcuffs, and then the entire room is pitch black, without a trace of light or any other sound.

It felt as if I was being forcibly frozen in a void, where even the air seemed to be condensed, making it impossible to breathe for even a moment.

It would be strange not to get sick after spending half a month in such an extremely oppressive place.

Just watching those few flashback fragments made Lu Zhao feel suffocated; he had no idea how the original owner of this body had managed to endure it.

but……

She is not the original Lu Zhao. The original Lu Zhao was able to persevere in that kind of environment, but she cannot. However, she also has a skill that the original Lu Zhao could not do, which is to control her temper.

Since birth, she has received the most peaceful education. Violence is unacceptable, and when she encounters problems, she should seek help from teachers, parents, or police officers.

The option of using violence to solve problems has never appeared in Lu Zhao's life. Although she has now transmigrated to such a world, where force is sometimes necessary, it does not mean that she will make the same choice as the original owner when faced with the same situation.

Lu Zhao stood there for a long time before raising his hand to pat Messiah's head and said gently, "Alright, this time I really won't be like before. If you're really worried, just follow behind me, okay?"

“Messiah, come, follow me, and do not wander off.”

The familiar words made Messiah involuntarily release his hand, staring blankly at her, "Captain..."

"Trust me, I'm your captain." Lu Zhao curled his lips and gave her a bright smile.

Chapter Sixty-Five: Captain Lu is about to hit someone again!

How could I have been so bewitched as to bring people here!

Looking at the Captain Lu in front of him, whose face was almost pressed against the one-way glass, Messiah was filled with regret.

"Hey, come here for a second," Lu Zhao said, pulling the man close as he stared at him. "Is this the guy named Fu Qingtao who injured Xiao Fei? I don't think his aura is too strong, is it?"

Indeed, he wasn't strong. In fact, even Messiah himself was puzzled. Even if this person's ability was speed, he was at most a C-level spirit race member. Xia Zhifei was of a much higher level than him, yet he was injured in a single exchange. This was simply unbelievable.

However, she couldn't say this to Lu Zhao, otherwise this protective captain would rush in to arrest him again.

"This...maybe he was going too fast, and Xiao Fei just happened to be passing by when she was bumped into, which is why she ended up like this..."

She explained hesitantly, then added at the end, "By the way, although he injured Sister Xiaofei this time, he has never hurt anyone during his previous thefts, so this must have been an accident."

Lu Zhao was somewhat surprised; it seemed this guy wasn't the vicious bandit she had imagined.

Although her chest was still burning, she was now certain that she could control the influence of the original owner's consciousness.

Just then, she saw Song Lingge take a stool and sit down in front of the other person. She turned her head curiously and asked, "Can you play the sound from inside?"

"No problem!" Seeing that she showed no signs of getting angry, Messiah quickly adjusted the buttons by the window for a while and soon heard a sound coming from inside.

In the interrogation room, Fu Qingtao leaned back in his chair with a bitter smile, his voice weak and feeble: "She is my daughter with my ex-wife, named Fu Ying. I was there to see her born. She was so tiny, her eyes couldn't even open."

Later, I divorced my ex-wife peacefully, and custody of the child was awarded to me. I then became both her father and mother and started raising her. When she finally reached kindergarten age, I personally took her to and from school.

But that day, I hadn't finished some work, so I asked my mom to pick her up. I didn't keep an eye on her for that whole day, and then the accident happened.

Song Lingge nodded slightly and flipped through the documents in her hand: "Your mother died on the spot, and your daughter Fu Ying can only lie in a hospital bed and live with a ventilator from now on."

That thin piece of paper so simply recorded the deepest pain that the man in front of him had experienced.

Fu Qingtao hunched over, covered his face with his hands, and sobbed softly, his voice filled with deep despair, "I have no choice, I have to save her, she is my daughter, she is my only family in the world!"

I need to work hard and earn money to help her recover as soon as possible, but coincidentally, less than a year later, I suddenly awakened as a spirit. If I register my identity, the company will be able to find my information and fire me!

So not only can I not register an identity, but I also use that power to steal, take, and do the things I used to despise most!

Lu Zhao silently watched the man weeping inconsolably in front of the one-way glass, unconsciously clenching the hem of his clothes.

"Hey," she couldn't help but ask, "which hospital is his child in now?"

"Captain, you want to help that child again, don't you?" Messiah asked helplessly, hands on her hips.

She was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the other person knew her thoughts so clearly.

Messiah poked her heart with his finger. "You've done this secretly several times before! We work ourselves to the bone here for a month and don't earn much, yet you're constantly giving money away to help them. What about yourself?"

Ah this...

Lu Zhao blinked in bewilderment. She hadn't expected that the original owner of this body would share such similar thoughts.

That's probably one of the reasons she was chosen to inhabit this body.

She was silent for a moment, then looked away at Fu Qingtao with pity in her eyes, "We can't just leave him like this."

Yes, if we don't do anything about it, that child named Fu Ying will leave this world.

The man in the interrogation room had clearly thought of this as well. He suddenly raised his head and roared hysterically, "I'm almost thirty years old, but my work is still not going well, my life is a mess, I can't even protect my own mother, and now my daughter is lying in a hospital bed waiting for treatment!"

And now, I've been arrested by you. Without me, how long can she live in this world alone! I beg you, please let me go! I promise I'll never hurt anyone or steal again. Just let me go out to take care of my daughter, I'll agree to anything!

His tone was too intense, and he began to struggle incessantly, trying to break free of the handcuffs on his wrists.

"Fu Qingtao, calm down!" Song Lingge had no choice but to press down on the table to immobilize him, but some people are like that; the more you try to suppress them, the more they want to resist.

"My daughter is still in the hospital, I have to go back to take care of her!"

Fu Qingtao let out a loud shout, and several bloody marks appeared on his wrists, but even so, he managed to break free of the shackles on his hands.

Lu Zhao frowned and turned to Messiah, saying, "What are you looking at! Okay, open the door quickly, I'll go in and stop him!"

"okay!"

The interrogation room door opened with a click, and Fu Qingtao, as if seeing a glimmer of hope, flashed through the air and reached the doorway. Just as he was about to escape, he was suddenly kicked back inside by a foot from the doorway.

“I’m sorry,” Lu Zhao said, standing at the door, staring at him with a somber expression, “Although I sympathize with your situation, you can’t leave.”

If Fu Qingtao escapes, then Song Lingge and the young girl from the monitoring department in the interrogation room will bear joint responsibility.

Helping others is fine, but only if it doesn't bother them.

Lu Zhao was quite clear about this.

"Captain!" Song Lingge quickly walked up to her, placed her hand on her arm, and whispered a reminder, "Just stop him, try not to hurt anyone."