I walked over to my mom and asked what had happened.

The policewoman had shawl hair, she looked very delicate, and she looked very young in her early twenties, and after I passed, she asked in a bad tone, "Chen Xiuxiu, did you drop your wallet?" ”

I was stunned, touched the pockets of my body, and found that my small cloth bag with money was indeed not, I looked up at the policewoman, and she looked at me with a sneer.

My mom looked a little anxious and asked, "You dropped your wallet in the car when you came back yesterday?" ”

I haven't touched my wallet. When I came back last night, I was scared in the car, and I guess I really fell into the car.

The old policeman next to me told me to go to the police station to get my wallet and fill out the form by the way.

My mother was still a little worried, I told her that it was okay, and that I would talk about it when I came back, and then I walked with them to the outside of the village, and on the way I thought that the driver was quite conscientious last night.

It must have been my wallet in the car, and he took it to the police.

As a result, as soon as I got in the car, I felt that something was wrong, and the policewoman said coldly, "I don't see it, you are not very old, and you are quite capable!" Do you have anything to explain? ”

When she said this, my face was full of doubts, and I said what you asked me to explain, I couldn't understand what you said.

The policewoman sitting next to me sneered and said, "Recently, there have been several cases of car theft in our jurisdiction, you better be honest and confess, when will you find out!" There are a few accomplices and your usual modus operandi. ”

I wondered and was surprised that I had become a car thief when I dropped my wallet in the car.

I said that I got off the train last night and that I was in a black car, which was my fault, but I didn't steal the car at all.

The old policeman turned his head sideways and said, "I know that you are not afraid of heaven and earth at your age, you are quite bold, what kind of car is that, you dare to move, that car has become like that, how did you drive it?" ”

I was really dizzy, and I simply stopped talking.

This thing is really strange enough, looking at the honest and loyal person who was the driver yesterday, and still doing this kind of thing, could it be that the co-pilot was instigated by the neurotic man?

I'm kind of dark-bellied.

After arriving at the police station, I saw a broken car parked in the yard that had been hit by the front of the car, all rusty, estimated to be some years, a little miserable.

"You said you were in the black car last night? You come to see this broken car, how can you walk by yourself, how can you be a black car? The policewoman pointed to the rusty car and said unkindly.

She actually said that this broken car was the car I was in last night, and it was the same as scrap, how could it be the same car?

But when I got to the back of the car, I felt a chill in my heart, and when I opened the door and saw that there was only a butt mark on the dusty seat.

Especially when I saw the broken handle of the rocking glass, I collapsed in the car, my mind was chaotic, and the feeling of being peeping at the back of my head immediately surged like a tide.

It's this car, I took a taxi back yesterday, it's this car!

It was an unbelievable feeling, and I was actually stunned by the series of bizarre events.

From the feeling of being peeping at the beginning, and the old man in the middle of the road on the way back, and then my grandmother died and crawled out of the grave and stood by my mother's bedside, to now, they actually told me that I came back in this car that day.

My head was so big that I couldn't say a word.