Chapter 182: Burning the ashes to make ink

Dorner, who led the evacuation of the team from the city, ordered people to drive back to the city immediately after the explosion of the stadium. Within five minutes of the convoy's U-turn, police cars and helicopters surrounded them and forced them to stop in the middle of the road.

After the sheriff got out of the car and showed his ID, he sent a confidential message to the team: "Dorner Babrati Müller, you are suspected of the explosion of the tour, please get out of the car and cooperate with the police investigation." ”

Dorner got up and got out of the car, her hands shaking as she held on to the door frame. The first thing she said when she got out of the car was not to refute the police officer's guilt, but to ask: "Is there any damage to the mecha at the explosion site, and how are the members of the 'Elsa Dance Steps'?" ”

The sheriff was stunned for a moment, he had never seen such a submissive suspect, and replied truthfully: "A few mechs escaped from mecha, all of them have been taken away, and they are waiting for you in the interrogation room." Please come with us! ”

"So what are you waiting for? Let's go! Without waiting for the sheriff to handcuff her, Dorner walked straight in the direction of the police car, and consciously opened the door and got into the police car.

Several officers behind her: "......"

What happened to the suspects you met today?

They added helicopters to convoys and dispatched dozens of police officers to arrest these girls who could have been captured...... Isn't it too aggressive?!

The officers exchanged glances with each other, did not dare to delay their business, and beckoned the convoy to take the suspect back for interrogation.

At the entrance of the special interrogation office of the tour, the Superintendent himself stood waiting for Dorner.

Dorner got out of the car and went straight to the police inspector: "Inspector Lu, where are Aisha's teammates?" ”

"Interrogation rooms 2 to 7, each with their own room, are all under interrogation." Inspector Lu was quite polite to Dorner, about an old acquaintance who had known him for many years.

"I'll go see them, and I'll just look outside the door." Dorner staggered the Inspector's shoulders, lifted the hem of his gown, and stepped up the steps to go inside.

The police officers who followed behind her wanted to step forward to stop her, but the police inspector secretly waved his hand, and the police officers stood in place again, and did not dare to chase her up again.

The door to the interrogation room is transparent in case the suspect is agitated. Dorner looked from interrogation room No. 2 to interrogation room No. 7, one by one, but did not see Bu Changqing.

"Where's the A17 mecha master?" She turned to ask the Inspector who was following her.

The police inspector's eyes looked into the depths of Dorner's eyes, and he replied to her in a very formal official language: "Dr. Dorner, you are here today for interrogation as a suspect, please come into the interrogation room and say anything else." Also, don't just say anything until I ask you questions. ”

Dorner's panicked expression froze, and he glanced at the inspector, lowering his eyelids and not daring to look at him again. However, the helplessness between her eyebrows has long been undisguised.

The inspector vaguely guessed something, but he didn't pick it out. He made a "please enter" gesture and let Dornar into Interrogation Room 8, intending to interrogate the suspect himself.

The entire interrogation lasted 15 minutes. What the inspector asked, what Dorner answered, it was very mechanical, like a marionette.

"Dr. Dorner, I have one last question, and one in passing. What is the relationship between you and the A17 mecha master? The police inspector looked as usual, and he was impartial in enforcing the law.

The puppet's body was shocked, as if the soul had floated out of the puppet's body. She looked at the inspector, dumbfounded, unable to speak.

"What is the relationship between you and the main controller of the A17 mecha?" The police inspector's voice was like a mountain, and he asked again, without any expression.

"Friends...... Friend. The blood on Dorna's face faded, and the two words were answered in two paragraphs. She pretended to look at the inspector with calm eyes, her eyebrows were full of panic, her hands rested on her knees and buckled into a dead knot, and she pinched her knuckles and palms.

"We found the wreckage of the suspected 'Aisha Dance Steps' A17 mecha in the 32nd preparation area, which was already burned to the ground, only the words '17' were relatively clear, and there was no remains of the main controller. The fire was fierce after the explosion, and if nothing else, there might be a little ashes left in the mecha. The police inspector spoke the narrative tone of a news anchor and explained the facts of the scene to Dorner.

Dorner looked at him with a look in his eyes, nailed there, as if he still wanted to hear something, but the "news" was gone, and there was so much information on the spot.

The inspector pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids and paused for two seconds, then said, "More information will have to wait for the results of the investigation." Since you are his friend, then ...... Please tell his family and ask them to come to the police station to claim the relics. Well...... All we found at the scene was the wreckage of the mecha. ”

Dorner's lips trembled, and she held back the tears in her eyes to keep them from falling. She took a deep breath and wanted to say something but had nothing to say. The police inspector categorically denied her thoughts and strangled them in the cradle: "I know that he is your subordinate and your friend, but you can't take the mecha away." After the investigation of the bombing was clear, it was most appropriate to hand it over to his family. After the interrogation, we confirmed that you had nothing to do with the bombing, so please do not get involved again, otherwise it will increase the complexity of the case. ”

"Now please wait a moment in the interrogation room, and I will inform Professor Mueller to pick you up." With that, the inspector got up and was about to go out.

The door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open, and the police officer who came in leaned on his heels and saluted: "Inspector, the wreckage of Team Aisha's A17 mecha is missing." ”

"What?"

"What!"

The Inspector and Dorner blew up at the same time.

"You're here waiting for Professor Müller to come over! I'll take a look. The inspector finished instructing the priest to lift his feet and leave, and when he went out, he locked the door of the interrogation room.

Dornar's knees went limp, and he slumped to the ground. I only saw that her eyes were red like rabbits, and big tears fell on her Roman dress made of heavy silk, and the faint water stains soaked in circles and circles, like her, she couldn't find the main theme, as if time and space were out of order.

"Be obedient, go back and wait for me. I promise, a surprise for you! ”

"Tell me what you want when you get back, but listen to me now. I don't want anything wrong with you. ”

All the things that Bu Changqing had said to her in the preparation area were all the words that Bu Changqing had said to her in the preparation area, and every word was so clear and unforgettable.

His smoky eyes slowly closed, and every bit of pupil light was like a sparkling wave on the surface of a lake, branded on her iris and could not be dispersed for a long time.

"Bu Changqing, does what you said still count?" She clasped her hands around her laps, buried her face in the crooks of her arms, and no one could hear, no one cared, and no one cared about the heart-rending questions in her heart.

This is the interrogation room, and the camera with no dead angle in 360 degrees monitors her every word and deed, and she doesn't even dare to mention Bu Changqing's name. Year after year, I can only dip the warm color of the kiss he gave before leaving, and carve it into the bone marrow one by one.

"Saresayev, I want your family to pay off their debts, if you didn't force Changqing to play, there would be no such thing at all." Dornar cursed silently, taking a deep breath of resentment, and glared up at the glass door in front of him. On the transparent glass door, she stared out a tombstone of Saresayev. She turned her longing for that year into hatred, carved the tombstone one by one, burned the ashes to make ink, and filled the inscriptions on the tablet......

- Never forgiven.

"Who lit the fire and blew up the arena, I won't let it go. I want to give it back to you little by little. This sentence, she looked at the camera and said, reasonable, reasonable, and legitimate. If the bombing itself is a conspiracy, he will deal with the culprits as she wishes and give her the corresponding legal support.

But she knew in her heart that on this planet, the police inspector might not be able to give her absolutely fair legal support.