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"That's the way it is...... Right...... Well...... Good...... I'll make up the slip when I get back...... Thank you, teacher, and goodbye! On the other end of the phone, Wheat answered cautiously, for fear that he would accidentally say something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Next to her, Makoto Aizawa looked at her without saying a word, but the look in his eyes clearly indicated that the interrogation had begun.

Wheat looked around at this strange place, and the people around him walked back and forth, and everyone had a more serious look on their faces, without the slightest easy smile. Most of them are dressed in neat police uniforms, and some are only dressed in civilian clothes, such as the police uncle next to her.

That's right, this is the Metropolitan Police Department of Monteria. As for why Wheat came here, it all started at the school gate.

At that time, she didn't understand what was going on, so she was taken into the police car by Makoto Aizawa so forcefully. Fortunately, when class is approaching, there is no one at the school gate, otherwise if other students or teachers see it, they will definitely think that she Tang Mai has done something illegal and undisciplined, so that the police will come to the door directly.

Regarding Aizawa Makoto's involuntarily "arresting" behavior, of course Wheat thought about resisting, but what is the use of this? She is not unaware of the abilities of this police uncle. Instead of being sprained in the resistance, it is better to cooperate obediently first and go back to the Metropolitan Police Department with him. When the time comes, figure out what exactly it's for. She'd better figure it out again. In a formal place like the Metropolitan Police Department, I believe that this police uncle will not use the illegal trick of "extorting confessions by torture" against her, a minor.

But as far as wheat is concerned, she really can't think of anything bad she has done. There were a few previous incidents in Montlia, and although it was true that she was involved, it didn't seem to leave any evidence to make people suspicious of herself, at least that's what Wheat thought.

After taking a leave of absence from the school, Wheat knew that she would not rush back so quickly, so in order not to affect her attendance record and then affect the issuance of scholarships, she could only make up a suitable reason.

I followed Makoto Aizawa and walked inside and came to the elevator door. Wheat wears a standard St. Francis School uniform. In this place where apart from the police are criminals and suspects. The presence of wheat is indeed a bit abrupt. Because of this, the police officers who walked around all glanced at her a few times. Wheat had no choice but to keep his eyes peeled and bowed his head slightly. Wouldn't want to be more visible.

Compared to her. Makoto Aizawa next to him is completely normal. The elevator doors opened. He was the first to go in, and Wheat followed. At this time, there were only the two of them in the elevator, and Makoto Aizawa was standing next to Wheat. Not a word was spoken. Wheat adheres to the attitude of waiting and watching the changes, and cheers himself up in his heart. The more unclear the moment, the more she has to calm down, and don't mess up in advance.

The elevator went all the way to the 6th floor, and the wheat followed Makoto Aizawa all the way with small steps. No way, who told people to have long legs and big steps? Even if she is not short, there is a very big gap between her and him.

Wheat noticed that this level was noticeably quieter than the lobby on the first floor. Occasionally, a person walked by, but he also buried his head in the folder in his hand, frowning and hurried all the way. Wheat guessed that this floor was where the Special Crime Investigation Bureau of the police uncle was located. Similarly, such a large floor, with rooms of different sizes and various office areas, should be more than just a department of the Special Crime Investigation Bureau. Since there is a department in charge of criminal cases, it is no wonder that the atmosphere here is more serious and tense, and everyone doesn't seem to get along very well.

Soon, Makoto Aizawa stopped outside a certain room, opened the door and said, "You go in first and wait, I'll be here right away." After saying that, he pushed her without saying anything, and then closed the door again.

Wheat stumbled and was thrown in, and just as he wanted to turn back, he found that the door had been closed.

"Ah......" Wheat sighed helplessly, shaking his head and looking around.

It was a small enclosed room with a table in the middle and a chair on each side of the table. In the corner of the top of one wall, a video camera is placed right at the table in the center of the room. It seems that this is supposed to be an interrogation room, dedicated to the interrogation of prisoners or suspects.

Wheat looked at the wall next to him again, and after a few closer looks, he was sure that the wall was not made of special glass. I remember that in the TV, I often saw that kind of special interrogation room, one side was made of specific glass, and you could not see the outside from the inside, but you could see the scene inside from the outside. It seems that Makoto Aizawa doesn't feel the need to use that kind of high-level interrogation room for her, and this kind of ordinary room with walls on all sides is enough. Fortunately, Hengzhu Wheat didn't want to be watched by everyone when he was "interrogated". As for the cameras on the walls, they should only be kept for archival purposes, and they are not likely to be shown to others.

Just as Wheat was looking around, the door was pushed open again, and Makoto Aizawa walked in with a notebook.

At this time, he had already taken off his coat, his white shirt was unbuttoned twice, and his tie was loose, looking very leisurely. However, Wheat knew that he could not underestimate him because of his casual dress, thinking that this person was easy to get along with. Just looking at his tall figure, Wheat has a feeling of "absolutely not being presumptuous in front of this person".

"Sit down." Placing the notebook on the table, Makoto Aizawa also sat down.

Wheat sat down as he said, thought about it for a moment, and decided to ask the doubts in his heart: "Excuse me...... Mr. Policeman, why did you bring me here? I don't remember anything bad I've ever done. ”

However, before Mai's words could be spoken, Makoto Aizawa had already pointed the computer screen at her. Wheat was wondering, but when she saw the content on the LCD screen, her eyes immediately widened.

This...... Is this her on the screen? What's going on? Where is this video? Wheat's eyes widened, and he stepped forward to examine it. This environment is ...... The supermarket near the mansion? Wait, this scene...... Christmas?!

Wheat suddenly realized something, and a bad premonition flashed in her mind. Sure enough, the next moment she saw the scene in the elevator, and she herself shrunk because of the effect of the Wanbao hammer!

On the side, Aizawa Makoto looked at her obviously changed expression, and then said, "Tang Mai, can you explain the situation in the video?" Why are you experiencing this change? ”

Wheat looked up at him, not knowing how to explain it for a moment. It's over, it's definitely a big deal! was actually seen by this police uncle!

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