When Yan Murong and Mao Yong hurried to the hospital, they got the news that made his heart sink to the bottom - Sally died.

"It's over, why is it all about human life?" Mao Yong sat on the chair with a pale face, muttering incoherently. The United States is different from France, in France, Yan Murong has the support of the Capetian family and the Betancourt family, but in the United States, he is not familiar with the place. It's true that he has a medical license, but this thing is not universal.

"What's the panic?" Yan Murong stabilized his mind and said. "I'll talk to the doctor, and you can translate for me."

Yan Murong had a bad premonition in his heart, he was absolutely confident in his medical skills, he had already checked her pulse when he massaged Sally before and woke her up, the pulse was stable, there was no big problem, even if it was sick again, it should not be this time.

Someone is framing themselves? Yan Murong thought to herself.

While thinking, the two came to the doctor's office who had just done the rescue. This is a female doctor in her thirties, with a mediocre appearance and a lot of freckles on her face due to her eating habits.

"Dr. Cole, I wonder what caused her death?" Yan Murong asked directly to the point.

"Who are you?" Cole was lying on the table writing something, and his face was slightly angry when he saw someone come in without knocking.

"I am Yan Murong, the head of the Huaxia Medical Exchange Group." Yan Murong introduced himself and asked again. "Can you tell me why she died?"

"You're the Chinese medicine doctor?" Ke Er looked at Yan Murong and glanced at the colleague next to him quietly.

"It's me."

"Her death has something to do with you." Cole said. "I don't know what techniques you used to treat her, when she woke up, her physical condition was indeed very good, but before she arrived at the hospital, she fell ill again, and died after rescue efforts failed - the preliminary judgment is that her heart was hit hard by external force, resulting in cardiovascular blockage."

External force thump? Yan Murong couldn't help but sneer, if it wasn't for someone who could frame him, it was that the doctors here were too idiots. He just used his internal qi to massage the acupuncture points, and he had nothing to do with any heavy blows. Besides, not to mention a doctor, even an ordinary person knows that when a heart patient is at odds, he can't move violently, let alone slap hard.

"Can I see the body?" Yan Murong asked.

"Sorry, no." Cole shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the office was pushed open, and two uniformed policemen walked in, glanced at Ke Er, and then fell on Yan Murong.

"Mr. Yan Murong, we have received a report that you are suspected of being involved in a murder case, please go back with us for investigation." The policeman said with his badge and handcuffs in pair. "You have the right to remain silent, you can also hire a lawyer, and if you don't have a lawyer, we'll arrange it for you."

"What? Are you going to arrest Captain Yan? Mao Yong was shocked, and hurriedly blocked in front of Yan Murong, explaining in an anxious tone. This is a misunderstanding, this must be a misunderstanding, we are a medical exchange group in China, he is our leader, we only arrived yesterday, how could he kill someone? -- That woman's death had nothing to do with him at all, many people saw it at that time, Captain Yan had already woken her up, she was sick again on the way to the hospital, and it had nothing to do with Captain Yan -- your laws in the United States are all about evidence, how can you arrest people casually without evidence? ”

"This gentleman, we just asked Mr. Yan Murong to go back and cooperate with the investigation, and we didn't identify him as the murderer." The leading policeman explained.

"And what do you mean by taking out the handcuffs?"

"I'm sorry, I'm used to it." The policeman laughed, put the handcuffs back, looked at Yan Murong and said. "Mr. Yan, please cooperate with us."

"Okay." Yan Murong agreed with a smile, looking at the policeman's eyes with a deep meaning.

"No, Captain Yan, you can't go with them." Mao Yong shouted hurriedly. "Tomorrow the medical exchange meeting will start, you go with them, what should we do?"

"Don't worry." Yan Murong patted Mao Yong's shoulder. "We are a medical exchange group, a team of doctors is a doctor, without me, can't we participate in the exchange meeting?"

"But—"

"Get out of the way." Mao Yong wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yan Murong. "The laws in the United States are very strict, and if you keep talking, be careful that they accuse you of obstructing law enforcement."

"I'll go tell Dr. Miao." Mao Yong didn't have the heart to joke with him, and when he saw that Yan Murong insisted on going with the police, he was ready to go to the old man.

Looking at Mao Yong's back, Yan Murong smiled helplessly. What's the use of finding an old man? Could it be that he can still blow up the police station?

Damn, then it is estimated that the target of the United States in the next ten years should be replaced by him.

It's not the first time Yan Murong has entered the bureau, but it's just the first time that the American police station has entered.

The two policemen didn't handcuff him, they just took him to the police car and sent him to the police station and left directly, telling him that someone would be in charge of this case, but Yan Murong didn't understand.

Unlike the police departments in China, the police departments in the United States are very busy, with many desks in the messy halls, and unless they are repeat offenders, they will not be brought into the interrogation room alone for interrogation.

Yan Murong sat for five minutes and no one came over to say a word to him, which made Yan Murong have a thought-is it true that no one cares if he just raises his ass and leaves now?

But this is just a thought, and now it seems that someone must be trying to frame him, even if the police don't look for him, he will find a way to figure out who is behind him. When he looked at the policeman in the hospital before, he saw the flashing in the other party's eyes, it seems that these people's abilities are not small, and the police can buy them.

Yan Murong couldn't understand English, and he couldn't speak a few words, so he sat there stupidly for half an hour, and he didn't turn his head until someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"Yan Murong?" Patting him on the shoulder was an Asian man in a police uniform, also speaking Mandarin with a strong Hong Kong accent.

"It's me."

"Well, you can just call me Li Jie." Li Jie said. "I'll take care of your case. I just took a look at the case, and you're very suspicious. ”

"Don't Americans all pay attention to evidence?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "Whether there is any suspicion or not, let's rely on evidence."

"Of course." Li Jie nodded and asked. "Do you need a lawyer? - Both are Asians, and I would like to remind you that you don't have to say anything until the lawyer comes. ”

"Thank you." Yan Murong thanked him and said. "I have a question, though."

"Just ask." Li Jie said.

"I've been sitting for almost half an hour, and no one poured me a glass of water?"

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PS: Go out for a bite to eat, come back and continue the codeword!