Chapter VII Police Stations
A majestic voice came from the mouth of the alley, which also made Fang Yan paralyzed, and at that moment, he really felt death.
"Officer Zhang, how can I do this, I'm joking with this brother, look at my knife, plastic, can this thing hurt people."
When Huang Pizi heard this voice, his body trembled, and he said with a hippie smile to the police officer who walked in at the entrance of the alley. Obviously, this police officer was not less impressed by Huang Pizi.
This black big brother is an actor!
Fang Yan's rapid breathing slowed down, and he looked at the two of them and thought about it, and at the same time, he also smiled self-deprecatingly, he was still in the mood to think about these things, and his heart was big enough.
"Okay, go to the police station and tell me something, little brother, it's okay."
Officer Zhang, formerly known as Zhang Tie, is the deputy director of the Yingtian Police Bureau, and is also a policeman who is deeply loved by the people in the neighborhood, and is in charge of the security of Jinghua University.
Zhang Tie walked to Fang Yan's side, picked up Fang Yan spread on the ground, and also saw the saber placed aside.
"Officer, I'm fine." Fang Yan picked up his backpack, glanced at the saber on the ground, looked at Zhang Tie and replied, "Can I not go to the police station, there is still something in the school, I am in a hurry to go back." ”
Zhang Tie looked at the indifferent yellow skin on the side, and then looked at the dialect, and the real saber on the ground, judging by his 20 years of police experience, this matter seems to be more than just coercion, there should be something else hidden.
"Classmate, don't worry, what are you hiding from the police, let's go to the police station and say. We must believe that our people's police are just, oriented to the people, and in the name of the people. ”
Zhang Tie said, and gave a special glance at Huang Pizi.
"I really don't need it, officer, I ......" Fang Yan said a little panicked, and this expression made Zhang Tie firm in his heart.
"Let's go, it's okay, the blacks can't make any waves." Zhang Tie walked towards his police car with a dialect, turned his head and yelled at the black man who was still standing in place:
"Huangpizi, do you want me to invite you?"
The dialect that was pulled by Zhang Tie has nothing to love, and the concubine really can't go......
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"Classmate, what's your name?"
Zhang Tie took a cup of hot water from the water dispenser and put it in front of Fang Yan.
"Dialects, boxy dialects, reasonable words." Fang Yan picked up the water and took a sip, his eyes flickering.
"Xiao Li, you bring my tablet."
Zhang Tie shouted at a young police officer, looked at Fang Yan and said, "Classmate Fang Yan, you have to believe in our people's police, we will give a trial for real crimes." ”
Hearing this, Fang Yan could only drink water slowly to hide his panic.
"Brother Zhang, the tablet is here, and the page has been opened."
"Tongues." Zhang Tie fiddled with the tablet for a while, and his brows began to furrow.
"Classmate, show me your ID card, or a communication watch." Zhang Tie looked at the dialect and said, with a huge pressure in his eyes, this is a skill from years of interrogation experience.
"No, it's all lost, it's lost in the wild."
"Classmate, you'd better tell the truth." Zhang Tie looked at Fang Yan fixedly, and remembered the knife beside him when he picked up Fang Yan.
"I really lost it all, I ......" the dialect tried to justify.
"Xiao Li, come, take him to the interrogation room." Zhang Tie looked at Fang Yan's anxious face and said.
"By the way, I'm going to do a scan of his face, and I'm going to do a portrait comparison."
……
……
"Name?"
"Dialects"
"Age?"
“20”
"Place of birth?"
"Jiangning District, Nanjing."
"Date of birth?"
“1…… October 17, 2083"
"October 17, 2083, tsk, what are you going to do in Yanjing?" Zhang Tie looked up at the weak-hearted dialect and said.
"Take a stroll, see the prosperity of the capital, and take a look at Jinghua University."
"Explain the origin of this saber, it was a thing from 80 years ago, it was still a civilian imitation, a hundred yuan of the sixth edition, and these bags of inferior compressed food."
Looking at Zhang Tie, who was not malicious, Fang Yan also calmed down a little, and said calmly: "The saber and money were picked up by me in the wild, and the food was bought by me in a small workshop, which is cheap." ”
"Well, there is no birth record, no life record, except for the appearance in Xigou Town two days ago, your information is a blank slate, Heihu." Zhang Tie looked at the dialect and said leisurely.
"Aren't you going to explain, dialect classmate."
"There's nothing to explain, I'm not a spy, I'm not a murderer, I've never done anything to break the law."
"I know you haven't done anything, look at you like this, the country that raised you to do this spy is probably gone, murderer, if you were, you wouldn't be in this interrogation room right now." Zhang Tie looked at Fang Yan and said with a smile.
"Tell me about your loved ones, or anyone who is related by blood."
Hearing this, Fang Yan's eyes dimmed, and he replied softly: "No, really no, not one." ”
"That ......"
After a long time, Zhang Tie, who had finished questioning, walked out of the interrogation room, looked at the depressed dialect on the other side of the one-way glass, thought for a while, and said to Officer Li next to him: "Xiao Li, you lock him in a private room first, and I'll think about how to solve this matter." ”
After speaking, Zhang Tie turned around and walked towards the back, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head to Officer Li and said again: "He is still a child, and he is not like a person who is a traitor, be kind to him, don't mix with black people." ”
Hearing these two sentences faintly, the dialect was a little trance.
Why don't I have all the systems and rings that the traverser must have......
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Two days later,
"Tongues, wake up, come out."
"Brother Zhang, can you go?" Fang Yan looked at Zhang Tie who was standing at the door and said hoarsely.
With deep-set eyes, bloodshot eyes, and a haggard face, even Zhang Tie felt a little distressed when he saw it.
"You can go, this is your temporary identification and belongings, hurry up and find a place to sleep, remember to go and get your ID card in the past two days, buy a communication watch, this is my phone, call me if anything."
Zhang Tie handed the temporary identification certificate and backpack to Fang Yan, thought about it, tore off a piece of paper from the side, and wrote his contact number.
"Thank you, Brother Zhang." Fang Yan said in a hoarse voice, picked up the things handed over by Zhang Tie and walked out of the police station with a shaking.
Blocking the dazzling sunlight with his hand, Fang Yan looked at the passers-by around him, and smiled self-deprecatingly, this future world is really unfriendly to me, giving myself hope and despair, and now, it has brought hope to me.
Found a hotel, Fang Yan hurriedly went through the housing procedures with the temporary identification certificate given by Zhang Tie, slept peacefully, and when he woke up, the sky was completely dark.
Feeling the feeling of emptiness coming from his abdomen, Fang Yan got up and took a shower, got dressed and walked outside the house.
found a roadside restaurant, ordered a few cheaper dishes in dialect, and began to eat, attracting a lot of amazement from the people around him.
"It's been a few days since I've eaten, and this is the first bowl."
"The fifth bowl, you see, he's eating the sixth bowl, my God, is he the legendary pig."
Ignoring the gossip of the people around him, Fang Yan quietly finished the 6th bowl, burped, and left.
It is worth mentioning that synthetic foods in this era have been very developed. Since there is not much space to feed poultry, there is no difference in taste between synthetic meat and modern meat.
Walking on the way back to the hotel, Fang Yan lowered his head and thought about the plan for the remaining three days,
The problem of identity has been solved, and the money on my body can only buy books and provide money for my own life, and the hotel cannot be returned, and I don't know what accidents will happen when I live on the streets, so I only have ......
"Big brother!"
Fang Yan raised his head, shook his head, clenched his fist and smashed it......