Chapter 225 Magic
So what happened?
Just then the little policeman came to check the door, and I started calling him desperately.
I wanted him to come in and see what was going on, but the little policeman seemed quite aloof.
He gave me a cold look, showing no intention of coming in.
When he saw the mobile phone in my hand, his expression really changed.
How did this thing come into your hands? Shouldn't he be sealed in the archives?
The surprise on the little policeman's face could not be concealed, and I shook my head with a wry smile.
If I had known where the phone came from, I wouldn't have panicked and yelled for him to come over.
I just watched his expression change drastically. I hesitated for a while before reacting. I hurriedly opened the door and got in directly.
He took his phone from me and found that the screen was still stuck on that interface.
However, my sharp eyes saw that the interface had been changed, or that a line of text on it had changed.
"Once the mission is over, congratulations on a job well done."
Of course I understand what this line means.
Is there a monitor in your hand? Can monitor me all the time.
I frowned, not knowing what to say.
Finally, he said helplessly, "You take the phone over first, and then call for the people from your police station. I think something is wrong. It's best to ask a few people to come over and keep an eye on me. If you and I are here, I'm afraid what will happen." Something beyond expectations.”
I have said it very tactfully, are you afraid that I am too obvious?
Another impression of feudal superstition, but now something like this is happening.
Even if I didn't say it, the little policeman must have some guesses in his mind.
The little policeman nodded, said no more, and took the phone away from me.
He rushed back to his office and was about to make a call, but he forgot to lock the door again.
I was helpless and called him hastily.
""You must be so arrogant if you don't lock the door yet. "
Like a headless fly, the little policeman turned around and ran back, locking the door.
Taking my cell phone and running back to my office, I figured he was going to make a call.
I thought an hour had passed, but when I looked at my watch, it was actually only half an hour.
The sound of the police station suddenly became noisy, and when I looked again, I saw about ten people coming in one after another.
Just like looking at a monkey, looking at me.
I am like a small animal in a cage in a zoo for people to visit.
"Are you Su Ren? Can you tell me about the software on your phone. How was it installed?"
I shook my head helplessly, still installing it.
I just clicked it accidentally and there was no need to install it at all.
"There is no need to install this software. I clicked it accidentally and got stuck directly in this interface. I can't exit again."
The person who asked me looked like a leader. After all, he was the leader of a group of people.
At this point, the leader is willing to come and interrogate me personally, which is why he thinks highly of me.
"I think this matter may have nothing to do with man-made things. Some supernatural phenomena occurred. If you know about it, you can provide us with some clues."
I was slightly stunned that he knew about the supernatural.
Then he nodded heavily and looked at the many people in the room.
Many of these people showed scornful expressions.
I'm afraid they don't believe in supernatural phenomena at all. Since these people don't believe it, it's useless for me to say it.
Apparently the leading police officer also noticed the problem and shook his head at the people around him.
Immediately, most of the people in the room left, leaving only three or two.
I coughed, feeling my throat was dry.
"Can you give me a bottle of mineral water? I'm a little thirsty."
I am now considered half a victim, so there is no pressure to bring up the request.
And I think they won’t make things difficult for me. They just want a drink of water, which should satisfy my request.
Sure enough, the police officer in charge nodded and motioned to the people around me to bring me a bottle of mineral water. I drank more than half of it in one go before I felt better in my mouth and throat.
"thank you!"
I said it without any sincerity.
"I don't know who is impersonating me, but I think it has something to do with Jinsuocheng of the bus company, and he should be more mysterious than you think. I think just last time you went to arrest him, he also had evidence to prove that he was not In the outfield.”
When I mentioned the bus company and Jinsuo City, the expression of the leading policeman changed.
I could see that there was something indescribable in his expression.
This makes me more and more curious about the identity of Jinsuocheng.
Even the leaders in the Public Security Bureau were in awe of him.
"If the bus company is involved in this matter, it will be a bit difficult to handle."
The leader looked at me with difficulty, and I could tell what he wanted to say, but he didn't say anything in the end.
I asked him about the situation in general and found someone who looked like the leader.
I just took the remaining people and left the detention room together. As for where I was going, they didn’t say anything.
I'm so bored. I don't know what to do.
There is no mobile phone, just a watch, which is of no use except to check the time.
Go to sleep, it's still chilly right now, and I don't know when I can get a meal.
I feel that after eating, I should feel a little warmer. After all, there is food in my stomach.
The body has energy, so it won't consume fat, and it will probably be a little warmer.
It wasn't until six o'clock in the morning that the young policeman who interrogated me last night came in with a box lunch and put it directly in front of me.
"Is it a little cold in this room? Let them bring two coats to you later, and you can make do with it first."
His attitude was surprisingly good, which made me a little unacceptable.
I was not ungrateful. When someone gave me a good face, I naturally smiled back.
I don't know why I can still laugh, maybe it's just to have fun in misery.
If I don't laugh, I can't cry here, and even if I cry, it won't arouse other people's sympathy.
I just don't know if the guy who looks like a leader will go to the bus company to investigate the situation?
What excuse will Jinsuocheng use to change this fact? Can I leave here smoothly?
What reason will he use to continue to frame me, or what reason will Lin Hualong and Wang Jiuye use to take me away from here?
The morning was not as calm as I thought. At about eight o'clock, the Public Security Bureau became lively.
Then I was taken from the sixth cell in the detention room to the interrogation room, and the handcuffs were put back on my hands.
I sat obediently in that strange-shaped chair.
The people who interrogated me today were not the two people who interrogated me yesterday. They seemed difficult to talk to.
When they interrogated me, they were also cold and forbade me to say a word.