After a while, I moved to the seat in the hallway, and after a while, the nurse from the hospital came to inform me of the payment, I didn't have any dollars on me, it was the money for this trip to the United States, in order to treat this important woman, I asked for food in the future, and I handed over all the dollars to the hospital. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The charge was for a fat American woman, with a face, a horizontal face, like a lion, with a big mouth, sucking all the dollars out of me.

Penniless, I sat in a chair in the hallway, waiting for the doctor to deliver the good news that Ruth had been rescued.

Two policemen came from one end of the corridor, both tall and muscular, with loaded guns, and they didn't know what they were doing to the hospital.

Unfortunately, the two policemen came to my side and stopped.

One of the police officers asked me in English, "Are you the one who sent Ruth here?" ”

“yes。” I said, maybe someone in the aquarium called the police, these two policemen are here to understand the situation, I am a hero who has acted bravely, of course I have to admit this matter, and I can't admit it, and the blood stains on my chest clothes are clearly revealed.

"Curator Charles reported that you were suspected of shooting Miss Ruth and have been arrested." Another police officer said.

What the? Suspected of shooting Miss Ruth? Did I hear me right? It was the despicable Charles who shot.

"It was Charles who shot, why did that gray egg spew blood?" I shouted.

"Curator Charles said that you intended to rape Miss Ruth, Miss Ruth didn't obey and yelled, so you were ready to shoot and kill people, fortunately you were bumped into by Curator Charles, he told you about your crimes, and you sent Miss Ruth to the hospital after your conscience found out, you are still a responsible person, please cooperate with our investigation." A police officer said.

This is in trouble, and I was bitten back by Charles's thief As the saying goes, a thief bites three points into the bone.

"It's not like this, Curator Charles is the murderer, he fired the gun." I explained to the two policemen.

"Curator Charles has a lawyer, you go talk to his lawyer." A police officer said.

The other policeman couldn't help but say that he first handcuffed me and restrained me to prevent me from escaping.

"Why don't you just arrest people at will?" I asked.

"When you arrive at the police station, you will naturally make it clear that every criminal is very excited, and if you don't admit your mistakes, the judge will return your innocence." Said one of the policemen.

When I got to the police station and made a transcript, I told me what had happened, but there were two doubts that I couldn't explain, one was why I was in the backyard of the aquarium, and the other was that they didn't believe that the dead could be resurrected, and they doubted my motives.

After making the transcript, I was thrown into a prison for heavy criminals, and I was taken into custody first, and as the iron door slammed shut, I regretted that I hadn't run away in the first place, even if I had a lawyer, it would be difficult to clear myself of the guilt of stealing, and I would still go to jail, and they would not open a green channel for me, an Asian.

If this is locked up here, when will Qing'er come out of the giant ice? When I think of this, I want to knock this cell down with one punch.

"I was wronged, are you American police unreasonable? Is there still human rights? …… (A thousand words are omitted for such grievances.) "I told my grievances behind bars.

"Don't shout, no one will pay attention to you if you shout in your throat." A lazy voice suddenly emerged from the room, déjà vu.

I turned my head and saw that there was a man huddled in the room, who was sleeping next to him at first, and I didn't notice it, and this person I knew was none other than Truman, an old American grave robber.

I think we went through a series of adventures in the ancient tomb of Dongyi on Komodo Island, and I know him when he turned to ashes.

"Why are you here?" I asked him.

"Am I weird here? It's a place I come to often, and this room is for me. Truman said.

"Y-dedicated?" I haven't heard of a dedicated cell.

"They come in too many times, and they don't bother to go inside, so they always throw me in here every time, and this is not my personal cell?" Truman said.

"Then you're still robbing tombs? Someday you'll be sentenced to a heavy sentence. I said.

"Why don't you rob tombs? Now that the American economy is in the Great Depression, there are unemployed people everywhere, and many people have robbed and killed people in order to make ends meet. Truman said.

"It's not a way for you to be caught by them all the time, you have to change to a safe place to make a living." I say.

"By the way, aren't you a good person? Isn't there still the word "good person" written on his face? Why did you come in too? Are they blind? Truman asked me with a glare.

"I may be in big trouble, unlike you, who can get out after a few days." I say.

"What's so serious?" Truman asked.

"It's a big guy who falsely accused me this time, do you know Charles, the director of the aquarium in New York?" I asked.

"I know, that long-legged ghost, very evil, a typical blood-drinking capitalist, his father is a partner in a shipping company, or a New York State legislator, the family is very rich, basically his father and several shareholders built the aquarium, so he can become the director of the aquarium." Truman said.

I said, how can such a despicable character be in such a position, it turns out that capital is at work behind it.

"This guy has a big background." I couldn't help but exclaim.

"How did you offend him?" Truman asked me.

"Inadvertently offended." I said that Ruth was the only one who could testify to me now, but she was still in the hospital, and I don't know if she woke up or not.

"I'm afraid you're in a bit of trouble this time." Truman said.

"I don't care if there's trouble, just don't delay my business, if it delays my business, even if I kill Charles's family, it won't be able to solve the hatred in my heart." I said hatefully.

"Wow, brother, so ruthless?" Truman said.

"It's all Charles' scum." I said, I punched the wall.

"Brother, if you want to get out of here, it's just a matter of a few days, and it's on me." Truman patted his chest and said.

"How do you get out?" I asked Truman what he thought he could do better.

"When I get out, dig a tunnel outside and get you out." Truman said.

Someone like him can come up with such a solution.

However, when it comes to the last resort, this is the only way.