Something came from the room, and the door was opened soon after not long.

Ming Jue stood at the door wearing pajamas and a coat, and turned sideways to let the police come in.

He said he was embarrassed at this moment, and he was a little embarrassed if he said he was embarrassed.

There was a clearly visible mark on his neck, and the scratches beside him were bleeding. There was no blood on his face, and his brows were frowning, as if he was enduring some pain.

But my clothes were not very messy, or I couldn't tell if I pulled my pajamas.

"Brother Ming, is this on your neck..."

Officer Tang was shocked when he saw the mark on his neck. If he had been strangled a little longer, he would have killed someone.

"I was strangled, almost Officer Tang, you can't see me..." Ming Jue touched the mark on his neck, feeling a little scared.

Officer Tang looked terrified and hurriedly brought people into the house.

While paying attention to the situation in the house, he asked, "Where are the people? Did you run away?"

"No, I'm in the study room, I'm subdued." Ming Jue pointed to the location of the study room, and several policemen hurriedly walked in to check the situation.

In the study, the blond hair and scattered gin leaned against the wall.

Before Mingjue could tie him up, he still had the strength to escape, but there was no need.

Seeing someone coming in, he raised his head and glanced at the people for a moment, then lowered his eyes, as if he had given up resisting.

Several policemen who came in were obviously stunned when they saw Gin, "Foreigners?"

Has this foreigner actually fallen to the point of burglary?

But soon, Officer Tang threw out the idea.

The possibility of burglary is not high. There are no signs of passive things in the living room. Instead, there are obvious signs of fighting in the study. Moreover, judging from the marks on Mingjue’s neck, this foreigner obviously wants to make a decision to kill him.

A thief who burglates into a house will not do so well even if he is discovered.

For a moment, Officer Tang had great doubts about this person's identity.

"It's him."

Ming Jue limped in and coughed hard on the threshold. His prosthetic limbs were loose and his back hurt severely.

Gin didn't hold back when she hit him with a chair, she must have had internal bleeding.

Under the worried gaze of Officer Tang, Ming Jue pointed to the desk and said, "I was sitting here watching a drama, but I was suddenly strangled by this guy and almost strangled to death by him..."

Officer Tang looked fierce, and followed the young policeman to take out his handcuffs and curd Ginjiu's hands.

This is no longer an ordinary burglary, it is an attempted murder!

How long has this major case not happened in this area? It was done by a foreigner!

Gin did not resist and allowed the police to torture him.

He was not worried about what he would be like. In his era, the legal process was quite long. Arrests, court hearings, convictions, and imprisonment were not something that could be done in just a few days, and it could even last for several years.

What's wrong with Japan in the 1980s and 1990s, let alone now decades later?

No matter how society develops, it will definitely develop towards a more human rights approach.

From what Ming Jue said, we can see that guns are prohibited in this country.

There are many things that can be represented by banning guns, but the most obvious point is that this country is peaceful and residents do not need to carry guns with them to protect themselves.

This also means that the country is in good order and the laws are rigorous.

A rigorous law means that human rights are valued very much, and those processes will be longer and more rigorous, and will take more time.

Before he was confirmed, he would be detained at most, and he could accept it.

But if he hasn't returned in ten days...

Gin's eyes were cold under its low drooping eyes.

After cooping the gin, several police officers relaxed a lot.

Officer Tang asked the young policeman to take pictures of the situation in the house, take out a recorder, and ask about the incident:

"What the hell is going on?"

Ming Jue spread his hands: "I don't know either. I don't know this guy, and I don't know how he came into my house. I watched the show well, and I didn't notice him with my headphones..."

Gin Jiu raised her head at some point and looked at Mingjue with expressionless face to clean himself.

Officer Tang took out his cell phone and looked at the time, "It's past four in the morning, it's really late..."

He looked at Gin, who was still sitting in the same place, and accidentally met Gin.

Officer Tang looked solemn. This foreign man didn't look like an ordinary person no matter how he looked. His expression was even more cunning than those who were traitors.

And this hair is too long. Even if you are an art person, it won’t stay so long, right?

Don't you mind being in trouble...

"Is there anything stolen at home?" Officer Tang looked at Ming Jue.

"No." Ming Jue shook his head, "This person probably saw that I wasn't asleep after coming in. He was going to deal with me first and then steal things. The door of my study was not closed at that time..."

Mingjue's expression was lying without changing his expression.

He only knew the mysterious comic book, and it was not a good thing to expose it.

"Let's take him back first, Brother Ming, please go with us to record it."

"Okay." Ming Jue didn't refuse.

There was no flaw in his words.

He hid the rope that Gin had broken free from before opening the door, and he locked the rest of Gin in the safe. Moreover, Gin's gloves seemed to be connected to his hands, and had never taken them off, so it was impossible to leave fingerprints.

As for other more detailed things, he will be fine after he cleans it tomorrow.

After all, this is just a burglary, not a murder case, so it will not be investigated so carefully.

As for how Gin came in, where she came in, and what her identity was, when the police interrogated them, he just needed to pretend to be stupid.

After all, he really doesn’t know what Gin is really named and which country he is from.

When he got into the police car, Ming Jue despised himself in his heart.

I think he is a good young man, but he actually fooled the police for one day. It turns out that desire makes people degenerate...

When he came to the police station, Ming Jue was taking notes outside, while Gin was taken into the interrogation room.

During the whole way, Gin didn't speak, but just listened silently to the police and Mingjue chatting, disassembling more information about the world from these few words.

In the interrogation room, Gin was sitting on the interrogation table with a fastening ring. The light inside was quite dim. Two policemen sat behind the table in front of him, one typing on the keyboard record, and the other looked at him expressionlessly.

On the ceiling, the camera was lit up red, and to his side, a camera was recording all this.

Looking at the gin directly in front of him, the interrogator spoke in a deep voice.

"Name."

“…”

"Name!"

"..." Gin still refused.

Looking at the silent gin, the interrogator was silent for a while:
Chapter completed!