Not letting Gin wait too long, another police officer who left brought the news back.

"Without a pistol, everything is normal. Don't think about spreading rumors, others will divert their sight." The young policeman's eyes became more and more unpleasant when he looked at Gin.

He sat back on his chair, and the old god was there, "If you want to go to the bathroom, just report your identity information honestly."

Gin was silent for a while, raised her head slightly, and said her identity information that she had been thinking about for a long time:

"My name is Gracey Abner, an American, without father or mother, without jobs."

Gin didn't know what countries there were in the world, but when they were in the police car, those policemen had a discussion with Ming Jue about which country he was, and the United States was in their words.

He originally wanted to say that he came from a relatively chaotic small country. This kind of country was displaced due to war and other reasons, and it was too difficult to trace his identity.

But he was not sure whether the country he mentioned had existed in this world. If not, then these policemen thought he was deliberately teasing them, and it would be difficult for people to believe his identity if he talked about his identity.

To be cautious, he chose the United States he is more familiar with.

At least, in his world, the United States is a top power, with the hegemony of the dollar shrouding the world.

In this world, since the United States exists, it should not become an insignificant country.

For some psychology, he did not use his real name, even if no one in this world knows his identity except Mingjue...

But as for the so-called robbery, he could not admit it.

Didn't do it at all? How could it be possible to admit it?

When the two police officers finally said that when they heard Gin finally said it, they immediately felt lighter.

One officer recorded what Gin said, while another officer continued to work hard:

"At what time did you show up at the Mingjue family? What did you do?"

"have no idea."

Gin did not refuse to answer these questions, but his answer was really annoying.

"I don't know? You don't know what you did?"

"I did nothing, he imposed the charge on me for robbery."

The police officers were about to laugh at Gin's words.

Did nothing? Did the traces on the neck of the person who reported the case were strangled by himself?

They all took photos!

The police officer threw out a photo and went to Gin's interrogation table, "Then tell me who got it."

Gin picked up the photo and took a look, and forced the gloves to take off, finally revealing his true face in his hands.

Because he wears gloves all year round, his hands look particularly pale, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands are clearly visible. At first glance, they are a pair of hands that can allow hand control and lick the screen.

But after a closer look, he had a lot of scars on his hands, which were close to the skin color and were a long time ago.

The photo he was holding in his hand was a piece of Mingjue's neck, and the purple-red marks on it were clearly visible.

He glanced, let go of his fingers, and the photo fell back to the table.

"How do I know who it was? Maybe he has a tendency to abuse himself and did it himself..."

It is impossible to admit it. If he said it was done by him, come up with evidence?

Does Lemingjue have his fingerprints on the rope? Is there his dander? He wears gloves, so there are ghosts.

He can still say that Mingjue beat him inexplicably~

"Do you think we believe this?"

The two police officers laughed angry.

They have met many people over the years, and many people are not afraid of boiling water, but they have never seen anyone like this foreigner.

If you have a bad temper, you may not be able to bear it.

"If you don't talk about this question, let's talk about another question." One of the older police officers quickly calmed down and talked about another question.

"How did you enter Xia Yu's territory without a visa?"

"have no idea."

Gin didn't lie, he really didn't know.

Another police officer was about to get angry, but heard Gin continue: "I was originally in my own country, but suddenly I lost consciousness. When I wake up again, I will be in your country."

The two policemen frowned and looked at each other.

In recent years, as the country's development has become better and better, the smuggling situation has continued to be rampant.

Yunyang is another city near the sea. It is common for some smuggling boats disguised as fishing boats to carry a few foreigners and secretly get ashore from the deserted shore.

But this kind of behavior is difficult to prevent. There are also fishermen who work part-time to cover their business, which is difficult to check if they want to, and they can only rely on the public to report it.

Of course, smuggling is not entirely voluntary. Some brokers like to find vulnerable groups who look good and secretly travel to China to be cowherds in involuntary situations.

When they arrived in China, they had no money, no identity, no language, and had no way to communicate with each other. They could only follow the arrangements of these brokers and do things they didn't want to do.

Judging from the appearance of this foreign man, this is not impossible.

Just guess, it still has to be confirmed.

"How long have you been to Xia Yu?" This person, Xia Yu, was so fluent that he would not be able to practice without staying for a certain amount of time.

"I don't remember."

Gin wanted to say that it hadn't been here for long, but what he said just now seemed to have led the two people's thinking aside. Although he didn't know where they were going, it was always a good thing.

"Ten years? Five years?"

Gin frowned, lowered her eyes and thought for a while, and shook her head: "I don't know."

The two policemen looked at each other again. In their eyes, Gin was as if something unpleasant was brought up, with a gloomy expression.

Don’t know? Could it be that I was locked up for a long time when I smuggled over, so I don’t know how long it took?

For some reason, the two policemen suddenly became a little pity when they looked at Gin.

This foreigner looks like he is in his early twenties. Could it be that he was smuggled in when he was a child?

Then this is too miserable...

"Your parents have passed away long ago, right?"

"kindness."

"How old were you when your parents passed away?"

"At seven or eight years old..."

“When did you go in the United States?”

"kindness."

The voices of the two policemen became much gentler without realizing it, and Gin was inexplicably heard.

"Do you have any relatives and friends you know?"

"No."

The two policemen looked at each other.

No father or mother, no relatives or friends, and good-looking, no wonder they were targeted.

A police officer got up and brought a glass of water to Gin, "You can drink some water first, I will open the chair for you and take you to the toilet."

I was a little confused when I drank gin with water.
Chapter completed!