Chapter Eighty-Three: It's In

Shaolin is famous all over the world for not only seventy-two stunts, Shaolin's medical conditioning skills are also extraordinary, it is said that the reason why Shaolin disciples are all talented is because of Shaolin's secret soup bath quenching body.

Unexpectedly, Ye Jiaotou actually brought such a good thing.

"Continue to cultivate today according to my guidance yesterday, you should pay attention to the staggered time of soaking in the medicinal bath, and don't get into it together. ”

After Ye Huang explained some things, he left the martial arts arena in a hurry.

He ran to Jing'an Street, found a shop to buy clothes, bought a few women's clothes under the strange eyes of the clerk, and took these clothes with him, and walked straight to the hotel yesterday.

As soon as he walked into the hotel, the hotel uncle stepped forward with excitement and grabbed Ye Huang and said, "Don't you want to run away today!" Say, what are you doing in my room, as soon as I open the door and go in today, it will be full of blood! The police are already here, don't you want to leave!"

Ye Huang frowned and asked, "What about the woman in the room?"

"Woman, maybe you killed him!" The hotel uncle grabbed Ye Huang and shouted loudly: "Policeman!! there is a murderer here! ”

Jiang Han is gone!?

Ye Huang broke free of the innkeeper's hand, rushed up to the second floor, pushed open the door of the room last night, and found that the empty room was full of uniformed policemen who were collecting evidence in the room.

Ye Huang suddenly rushed in, and several policemen all looked back at him.

At this time, the hotel uncle followed out of breath and shouted: "Catch him, he is the other person who lived in this room last night, he may be a murderer!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw several policemen immediately surround him and said, "This gentleman, please come with me to the police station for investigation." ”

"What about the people, why are the people living in this room gone?" Ye Huang asked.

"That's probably going to be for you. One of the youngest police officers said.

"Don't talk nonsense. The older policeman reminded him and continued to say to Ye Huang: "When we received the report, the people in the room were gone, and for more information, please cooperate with us to go back to the police station first." ”

It was obviously an unwise choice to go against the police, Ye Huang did not resist and followed these policemen into the police car.

For the first time in Ye Huang's life, he sat in a police car, and the two policemen stared at him intently, obviously already treating him as a suspect, and the police car drove for ten minutes to the Southern District Bureau, and several policemen took Ye Huang to the record room for questioning.

It was a middle-aged policeman in his forties who questioned Ye Huang, he first motioned for Ye Huang to sit down, asked someone to make a cup of tea for Ye Huang, and he said, "What's your name?"

"Ye Huang. ”

"Which leaf, which desolate?"

"The leaves of the leaves, the wilderness of the wilderness. ”

The middle-aged policeman asked for basic information while recording it with a pen and paper in his hand.

"Just now my colleague asked you for an ID card, and you said that you don't have an ID card, and you don't look very old, did you not bring it or did you not handle it?"

"I just don't have an ID card, I haven't had this thing since I was a kid. Ye Huang said truthfully.

"If you don't have an ID card, you don't have to handle it, so do you know your ID number?

Ye Huang shook his head, ID card, ID number, household registration book, he didn't have any of these things! Growing up in the Shaolin Temple, Master Pu Nian had never helped him handle these things at all, in a fundamental sense, the current Ye Huang was actually a black household.

"Then can you contact your parents to come over?"

Ye Huang touched his head in disdain and said, "Don't hide it from the officer, I don't have this either." ”

A trace of anger appeared on the middle-aged policeman's face, and he said, "Sir, please cooperate." If you continue like this, we have reason to believe that you are obstructing law enforcement. ”

"I really don't. Ye Huang said: "Why don't you believe it, I was raised by my master since I was a child, and I have no parents, police officer, you have to believe me." ”

Countless suspects have been interrogated, whether a person is lying or not, the middle-aged policeman can roughly see it, from Ye Huang's eyes, he did not see the elements of lies, if it weren't for this young man's speaking skills, he would be a black household with no father and no mother, no ID card or even a household registration.

If this is the case, regardless of whether he has anything to do with the suspected murder in the hotel, his very existence is illegal.

The middle-aged policeman had a headache, and he asked, "In Chongqing City, do you know anyone you know that you can contact?"

"Yes. Ye Huang said: "There are still contacts. ”

"Okay, please contact your relatives and friends to come over. ”

Ye Huang took out his mobile phone and looked at the only two contact numbers on the phone book, one was Wu Wenrou's and the other was Xia Lin's. In his heart, he still remembered the emergency contact number of Uncle Xia Jiang. Without thinking, Ye Huang dialed Wu Wenrou's phone, who was a policeman.

Since she's a police officer, there should be a way to help him deal with the situation.

After receiving Ye Huang's call, Wu Wenrou asked with some surprise, "Ye Huang, is there something wrong?"

"Well, I was caught by the police, what should I do now?"

Wu Wenwen's voice on the phone suddenly raised a few points, "What did you say!......? Oh no, the police caught me, what did you do?"

"I don't know what I did, I was taken to the police station for some reason, and after asking me questions and asking me questions, I had to contact my relatives and friends, and I had to contact you. ”

When Ye Huang spoke, the middle-aged policeman on the side had a black face, what is inexplicable? What is verbose?

Wu Wenrou on the other end of the phone put down the work in his hand, Ye Huang just came down from the mountain, maybe he really did something illegal and unconsciously did not necessarily come, thinking of this, Wu Wenrou felt a little anxious in his heart. She hurriedly asked, "Which police station are you in?"

"Which police station am I in?" Ye Huang looked at the middle-aged policeman beside him for help.

The middle-aged police officer said with a dark face: "Chongqing City Police Department South District Bureau." ”

Ye Huang repeated the words of the middle-aged police officer, and Wu Wenrou hurriedly hung up the phone after hearing it.

Looking at the screen showing the end of the call, Ye Huang said to the middle-aged police officer, "She said she would come soon." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound of footsteps. Then Wu Wenrou pushed open the door of the recording room and rushed in.

"Ye Huang, what are you doing!"