Gin is still silent.

He has no identity in this world, and he can't find out even if he says it.

Just keep silent and see how these policemen react.

Seeing that Gin still refused to answer, the two policemen looked at each other.

"He doesn't understand or doesn't want to say it?"

"I think I don't want to say it."

The two policemen had some numb paws.

Now there is no violent interrogation system, and they cannot do this.

"Have you checked your identity?"

"I've tested it, there is no fingerprint library, no face recognition matches, and no global criminals, nor does it."

The two policemen frowned and were puzzled by this.

"People from all countries who have visa entry have records, so it shouldn't be... Could it be that they were smuggled?"

"It is possible that he didn't find any mobile phone documents or anything else on him, and there was nothing to prove his identity..."

The two policemen discussed in a low voice, but in this quiet room, there was no difference between small voices.

Gin listened to the two policemen and was concerned about the facial recognition system.

It seems that technology has indeed developed to a certain extent, and facial recognition is common.

Gin didn't speak, and the two policemen had no big solution. After all, Mingjue did not sue the other party for attempted murder, and they had no way to use criminal means and could only rub it until the other party spoke.

Mingjue's transcripts were made very quickly, and he recorded what he had said before and it was gone.

He wasn't in a hurry to go home after the preparation. He was a little curious about what was going on with Gin.

He approached Officer Tang and asked very carefully: "Officer Tang, what's the situation with that foreigner?"

He is not familiar with Officer Tang, but he knows each other's level, but it does not prevent him from getting close to the clarification.

"It's still under trial." Officer Tang looked helpless. He had a premonition that the case would be damaged for a long time.

"How is the interrogation? Which country is it from..." Ming Jue looked around and tried to hear the sound coming from the interrogation room.

However, he had no idea where the interrogation room was, let alone hear the sound.

"I'll go and check the surveillance." Officer Tang was also very curious about Gin's identity. Ming Jue, as the party involved in calling the police, had nothing to hide from him.

However, the surveillance Ligin did not say a word and let the two policemen say nothing, but they just didn't say anything.

Officer Tang's face looked a little bad. No matter how he looked at this foreigner, he had some support, so he refused to cooperate.

It was a good thing that he thought the other party obediently came to the police station to accept his fate, but he was causing trouble for them!

If this is not done well, some boring media will smell the news and probably make some news for the sake of traffic.

Officer Tang looked at Mingjue and tried to get a breakthrough from Mingjue: "Brother Ming, have you really never seen this foreigner before?"

"I've never seen it before. If I had seen it, I would have told you a long time ago. If I had seen it, I would not have forgotten that long golden hair."

"Too……"

It is definitely unforgettable to see it once.

"By the way he sneaked into your house, you didn't notice it at all?"

Ming Jue helplessly pointed to the mark on his neck, "Look at the mark on my neck, if I find it, I can be strangled like this? Officer Tang, you are afraid that you have any misunderstandings about me..."

He is just a little better than ordinary people, and he is not a martial arts master who is famous for watching all directions.

It was really embarrassing him to find the thief who sneaked into his house in his sleep...

"I had a fight with that guy. I still had a pain in my body. I still have to go to the hospital for a checkup later to see if there are any internal injuries..."

"You go back first. I have to check the surveillance camera near your house to see if the surveillance camera has photographed him."

Ming Jue left a phone number, "Officer Tang, if something happens to this guy, please call me and tell me, after all, I am the reporter."

"Okay." Officer Tang did not refuse.

After all, this case doesn’t seem to be solved soon, and it still needs to be damaged.

...

In the interrogation room, Gin still said nothing.

Although it is a civilized society now and violent law enforcement is not advocated, it does not mean that the police have no choice but to use this gin.

There are too many ways to apply pressure without water or sleep.

If you are an ordinary person, if you are under this process all night, all the eighteen generations of ancestors will be exposed.

But Gin is not an ordinary person, he is the trump card in the Black Organization in the future.

One person supports the entire organization.

It is an all-round existence in all aspects, with no shortcomings and no need to say for stress resistance.

The police's pressure at this level is just a drizzle for him, without any pressure.

Fortunately, it was just this level of interrogation. If verbal insults or personal attacks were conducted, Gin would never be able to sit here peacefully.

Even though his hands and feet were locked in chains, it was still easy for Gin to break free from the chair and kill the two policemen.

He can look down at the right time when he is judged, but he will never be indifferent to insults.

After sitting down for several hours, both police officers said they had dried up, but Gin was still unmoved.

It was almost dawn and I was about to get off work. One of the police officers walked up to Gin and said seriously: "You have 18 hours left. You will not explain your identity within 18 hours. We will hand over your image to the United Nations and ask the judicial departments of various countries to find and match your information.

"Don't expect your country to protect you. In Xia Yu, there are our Xia Yu laws!"

The policeman's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he was not merciless to the foreigner Gin.

Ginjiu looked up at him and sneered in her heart.

He is a mixed-race British and Japanese, and his nationality is Japanese, and his father's surname is Kurosawa.

He was almost a tissue-cultivated person, stood out from thousands of people similar to him, and obtained the code name Gin.

His father and mother were both cannon fodders in the organization and sacrificed themselves very early. When he reached this point, he relied on his strength.

No country can protect him, and no country can protect him.

He is a ruthless killer and a wanted target in various countries.

The so-called protection is just for some interest, or simply for the sake of a certain country.

He has seen too much of this kind of capitalist indifference.

What's more, he does not belong to this world, nor does he belong to any country in this world.

It's just that he won't say these words. He won't be stupid to provoke the police, which will not be of any benefit other than making him difficult.

As for 18 hours, he would just listen.

Even if the police report his case to the United Nations, it does not mean that his identity can be found.

Not to mention whether every country will cooperate. After all countries have searched, it will be a while later. It is hard to say whether he is still in this world or not.

He did not intend to have any intersection with the world if he could go back.

For him, this was just an accident, an accident that would not leave too many traces in his future life.

Instead of being too curious about this world, it is better to think about how to solve the task goal with the least effort after going back.

This is what he, a killer carefully trained by the organization, really should do.

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ps: I didn't peel gin (.-`ω′-)

This is gin wine that is just in her early twenties, and it is definitely not as experienced as it will be in the future!

[Because the original drama did not talk about Gin's age, the Gin I set was about the same age as Akai Hide, one or two years older than Akai, and thirty-five or six years old~ I think this is just right. If I grow up, I am the older generation like Uncle Maori~]

Also, I personally set the Black Organization to hypnotize and brainwash some members, such as Curacao in the theater version.

Judging from Mr. Qin's loyalty to the organization, he must have been like this.
Chapter completed!