At the same time as I explained, two military police officers were holding explosion-proof shields, and one guy in the back directly grabbed an explosion-proof waist fork two sizes larger than a dung fork and pinched me on my lower abdomen, pressing me to the ground, and the remaining few people were trained to hold down my body and lock the handcuffs with a "click" on the back of my hands, and some people groped back and forth on me for a long time, removing my mobile phone, wallet and watch.

I didn't shout or scold, knowing that the other party was also following the normal procedure, after all, no one can prove my identity now, and it is useless to resist in this situation, people have to make sure that I am not in danger in public or private.

After subduing me, two staff members pushed me directly into the "Jinbei" car next to me, and also put a hood on my head.

This is not the first time I've been in a police car, and I'm sure it won't be the last.

After getting into the car, my emotions slowly calmed down, and I breathed a sigh of relief after thinking about the events of the whole night, making sure that I was not armed, let alone doing anything illegal.

Although Wang Zhimei is not a local policeman, she is also a public security system, and she is also here with official business, as long as I have not violated the law or committed a crime, she will definitely help me clarify, the only thing that is difficult now is Qian Long, he is carrying a gun in the hotel, and the surveillance video must be taken clearly.

After a short while, the car started, and I could feel people sitting on both sides, and I took a deep breath and said, "Comrade, I am a victim, can you take off my hood first, and I will panic with this thing." ”

There was silence in the car, and no one answered me.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to me, I immediately shouted softly: "Comrade, I have a phobia of space, I can't see the dark, and I am easy to get sick with a hood, can you help me take it off?"

After a few seconds, the man next to me slowly spoke: "Whether you are a suspect or not, we are all for the sake of your reputation, and we will be here soon, so bear with me for a while." ”

Hearing what he said, I knew that I probably wouldn't have a chance to see where I was being escorted, so I sighed and said, "I have an injury on my body, you have to help me heal it, right?"

The interior of the car fell silent again, revealing an intriguing atmosphere.

The car drove for more than 20 minutes before it slowly stopped, and then the door "rubbed" open, and a person on the left and right sides grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the car, and I followed them as if I was blind.

After a few minutes, the handcuffs on my wrists were unfastened, and then I was pressed against an iron chair, and the hood on my head was pulled off violently, and my eyes could barely open with a blinding light, and I squinted my eyes unnaturally, and it took me a long time to get used to it.

I looked around and found myself sitting in an interrogation chair with both hands handcuffed to the handle, and an iron table was set up less than two meters away from me, behind which sat two young men in overalls, with a bright lamp and some documents on the table.

One guy lowered his head and fiddled with a small DV machine, while another guy with a black mole the size of a red bean on his forehead held his head high and said without a trace of expression: "Name?"

"Wang Lang. I swallowed my saliva and replied, the more I looked at this guy, the more he looked like "Erlang God".

It is estimated that seeing that I am more cooperative, "Erlang God" asked angrily: "Take the initiative yourself, don't let me ask anything." ”

"My name is Wang Lang, I am nineteen years old this year, and my hometown is Chongshi," I replied truthfully after thinking about it.