Jiang Li was very sure that this was not his own Daqi, this place was bizarre, and everything was weird.

The clothes of the pedestrians on the street, the tall buildings on both sides, and the iron boxes whistling by on the road were all beyond her cognition.

She didn't know why she was here as soon as she opened her eyes, and she didn't know why she was getting younger, but when she opened her eyes, she found herself standing in front of an iron chest half a man high.

The iron cabinet was boxy, and there were two holes, and through the vague reflection of the iron sheet, she found herself back to sixteen or seventeen years old, the age when she first ascended the throne.

Dressed in bedtime clothes, she looked down and found a ...... in front of the iron cabinet Seems to be a sack.

She couldn't recognize the specific material, but could only confirm that it was not woven from cotton and linen, and it was embroidered with patterns.

The pattern is a bunch of melons, fruits and vegetables, embroidered lifelike, exactly the same as the real one, she is sure that even if she searches the entire Daqi, she can't find a embroiderer with such a superb embroiderer.

At the top of the pattern, there is also a row of embroidered words, Stanley.... Compound fertilizer.

She opened the bag and looked at it, and there were quite a few clear bottles inside.

After an initial period of confusion, she began to wander aimlessly through the streets with a fertilizer bag in her hand, taking in the mood of the people.

She found that the men on the street all had short shaved hair, which could be described as a loss of filial piety; She found that the women on the street were scantily dressed, which could be described as immoral.

She also noticed that the iron boxes that were speeding down the street were filled with people sitting inside, and whenever she was about to pass by, they would stop suddenly, accompanied by a cacophony of rubbing sounds.

Very well, although the people of this place have a shame, they are also interesting and know how to make way for me.

It's just that I don't wear a crown robe, and these people actually recognize me as the Son of Heaven.

Sure enough, I have the appearance of a king.

It didn't last long before she was stopped by a group of people claiming to be police officers, who said she had disrupted traffic and was suicidal and wanted to take her to a police station.

Seeing that there were many people on the other side, Jiang Li wisely did not resist, and silently got into the iron box brought by these policemen, and then came to the so-called police station.

................

In the interrogation room, several policemen looked at the expressionless girl in front of them, and they didn't know where the illusion came from, and they always felt that she had a very intimidating momentum.

Especially in his eyes, there was a high Ling Ran in his almond eyes that should have been bright, and they, the people's police, did not dare to look at him.

"Ahem..."

An elderly policeman coughed dryly, tapped his hand on the table, and asked first, "Tell me, why can't you think about it at a young age?" ”

These words made Jiang Li frown, can't think of it?

"I didn't think about it."

“？”

The self-proclaimed "I" made the policemen present stunned for a moment, and they couldn't help but look at each other, as colleagues who worked together, they had their own tacit understanding, and they all saw the same meaning in their respective eyes.

There's something wrong with this little girl, ask again.

"Didn't think about it? I don't think about what you're scurrying around on the road. Don't even look at the traffic lights, do you know it's dangerous? ”

This series of questions, again on the road and at the traffic light, really touched her knowledge blind spot, Jiang Li didn't understand much, after thinking about it, she could only answer the last question, "I don't know." ”

Hearing this answer, several policemen looked at each other again, and sure enough, something was wrong.

I was going to criticize the education and let this little girl go, but now....

A young film policeman took out a piece of writing paper from the drawer and quietly picked up the pen, while the older film policeman sat down, took a sip of the teacup, and used a homely tone, "Where is your home?" ”

"Daqi built Yecheng, Weiyang Palace."

“.......”

The interrogation room was silent for a while, several policemen glanced at each other, and the policeman who was questioning, Lao Chen, sighed and nodded, "What about the name?" ”

"Jiang Li."

"Is it Jiang Li, or Jiang Li? Which river, which is off? ”

"The proud son is the emperor's Jiang; He is separated, and he is separated. ”

As the Emperor of Great Qi, Jiang Li felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable when she was questioned like this for the first time, but she also knew that this was different from the past, and this was not her Great Qi.

And she vaguely understood at this moment that the police station where she was located should be the yamen here, and these so-called policemen were officials in the yamen.

These officials may be able to help them return to Daqi.

With this in mind, she put down the emperor's shelf, answered any questions she had, and answered them in detail.

However, as soon as her detailed explanation came out, several policemen began to look at each other again, and the young policeman who made the transcript sighed even more, this is still a cultured psychopath.

But he couldn't put pen to paper himself.

Immediately, he raised his head and looked at the colleagues, "I don't read much, I haven't heard the two sentences she said, and I don't know which two words they are." ”

"I sound like a book of poetry, or it's a Chu Ci." Another cop answered.

"Why don't you let her write it herself?" It was proposed.

"Then give her the pen."

"Come, you write your name, just write it in the palm of my hand."

Jiang Li didn't shirk, reached out and took the signing pen, stared at it a few times, and then used the way of holding the pen with a brush to write the word Jiang Li on the palm of the other party's hand.

Police officer Lao Chen looked at the name on the palm of his hand, "Oh, Jiang Li, right, what about age?" ”

"Thirty."

With waist-length hair and a beautiful face, wearing clothes that look like Hanfu and pajamas, no matter how you look at it, she is a little girl of seventeen or eighteen, at best she has just become an adult.

"This column is empty first."

Turning his head and saying a word, the policeman uncle turned around, a complicated feeling appeared in his eyes, and then sighed, and then asked officially, "What about gender?" ”

This time, Jiang Li was silent for a long time, and finally a word popped out of his mouth, ".... Man. ”

“........”

The policeman who made the transcript shook his hand, and then began to write, Jiang Li, unknown age, probably underage, suffering from mental illness, suicidal tendencies, and accompanied by gender cognitive disorder......

"Okay, don't write it, don't ask me, I can't ask."

The policeman Lao Chen stood up and instructed another colleague: "Zhang'er, you go and get the fingerprint collector, let her take a fingerprint, ask the household registration office to help check the information database, see if you can contact her family, and I will take her to the hospital." ”

.............

"One thousand three hundred and sixty-eight, right?"

It is estimated that the mobile phone was flooded last night, and the card should not be wanted, and after tossing at the payment gate of the hospital for a while, Lin Luo transferred the money.

Looking at the shrinking balance in WeChat, he was a little painful, the hospital is worthy of being a high-end consumption place, I remember that I just graduated from college at this time, and I was busy looking for a job, and the huge amount of more than 1,000 yuan was gone.

Forget it, it's already a great thing to be able to return to modern times, although he lost a huge amount of money and was treated as a pervert by that little nurse, but he didn't care.

After being a eunuch for more than ten years in Daqi, who can return to modern times and own a cow, who can experience this huge sense of surprise that has been lost and recovered?

Now back in modern times, he vows that he must be bound to death with his cow!

"Hello comrade, please ask where is the psychiatric department of our hospital?"

At this time, a middle-aged policeman in a police uniform approached him and questioned the staff inside the window.

Lin Luo glanced at it and didn't pay attention anymore, took the payment receipt given by the hospital and turned to leave, just walked to the position of the hospital gate, but the corner of his eye inadvertently swept something, and couldn't help but look sideways.

It's like a glance for ten thousand years, just one glance, and his gaze can't be taken off no matter what.