I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Chapter 7 Rejection

After receiving some clothes brought by her assistant Mao Mao in the afternoon, and having a sleep at night, Mei Qian felt much better.

On the fifth day there was another interrogation, this time going on for a long time.

Facing the police, Mei Qian had absolutely no sense of guilt like the other suspects.

If you look carefully, the current police should have neither eyewitnesses of his participation in the tomb robbery, nor proof that he had sold antiques.

Every penny of the source of his property is clearly traceable, and he pays taxes on time and has no criminal record. As for his inability to explain his origin and life trajectory a few years ago, he, a layman in the law, can see it. That alone is not enough to convict him.

The only thing I am afraid of is that I will be cheated by the system, no, I have already been cheated, because of that Tao fox.Fortunately, the police should have no other evidence.Last year, he often went to Lijiayuan, there are traces of this, and it is normal to buy a lot of things there.As for why he collided with the cultural relics in the Tang tomb, what does that have to do with him?Besides, there are so many identical things in the world, how can you be sure that this fox was stolen from the Tang tomb in Xishan, so it cannot be inherited from others?

This did not go through a few interrogations, especially in the morning when the other side was still repeating those few questions, which were not threatening at all.

It made him more confident in an instant.

It is not without new clues. Zhang Yu brought a lot of information about the ancient tomb this time, which seems to have many similarities with Mei Qian's published novels. He may hope to use these to pry his mouth open.

Helpless, Mei Qian easily turned her back with "the ancient tombs all followed the theory of Feng Shui, similar ones abound, watch more archaeological documentaries, anyone can write..."

Then, Mei Qian persuaded the other party not to waste their efforts in vain, and continuing to investigate would only consume state resources and would not convict him.

However, no one listened to the truth, Zhang Yu had a calm face, and the recorder beside him gave Mei Qian several vicious glances.

Mei Qian is also very helpless. If you look at it from another angle, this is very similar to some kind of movie routine.

You clearly know that the person in front of you is a criminal, but you have no way to prove it. Are you angry?
Of course, Mei Qian was not a criminal at all.

It's just that I have written too many novels, and my brain circuits are different from normal people.

cough!
At noon, the detention center provided box lunches, which were the same as those of police officer Zhang Yu and others, not to mention delicious.

During the break, Zhang Yu happily handed over a cigarette, completely lacking the seriousness and solemnity before.

Mei Qian never refused anyone who came, and after a while, the interrogation room became smoggy.

Continuing in the afternoon, compared to the restlessness of the previous few times, Mei Qian was obviously a little more relaxed.

But just when he picked up the mineral water bottle and was about to take a sip of water.

Zhang Yu asked suddenly: "Your hometown is Dongshan?"

Rao was vigilant in his heart, Mei Qian was still stunned by this question.

Zhang Yu smiled slightly, and continued to ask: "You may not even have a real name now. Where is your past? Hometown? Parents? Brothers and sisters? Are you abandoning if you say you abandon it? Don't you feel lonely during the holidays? Don't want to Reunite with them? Even if there are no relatives, there should be some friends and playmates, right? I don’t believe that when a person comes to this world, there will be few close people. If so, it’s too sad.”

Mei Qian put down the bottle, bowed her head for a while before replying without any fluctuation in tone: "I forgot."

Zhang Yu didn't ask any more questions, leaned back on the chair, and met Mei Qian's eyes.

The two just stared at each other, and the interrogation room fell into a long silence...
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Zhang Yu is doomed to get nothing, because it is impossible for Mei Qian to reveal that he is a time traveler and possesses the secret of the system.

But it can also be said that there is no winner in this verbal confrontation.

After Mei Qian was uncuffed, she re-entered the cell.

The house was being cleaned again, and the strange thing was that there was almost a conflict yesterday, but Ning Chi was still cleaning the floor.

He only glanced at it, and he wasn't in the mood to stand up for others today.

"Hey, it's like changing someone when you come back from court. Did you say something you shouldn't say, and the prospects are not good?"

In this cell, the only one who has the "qualification" and the motivation to speak in such a shady way is Baldy Ke.

Mei Qian turned to the other party coldly, and uttered a word under his throat: "Get lost!"

He just didn't give Ke Guangtou the "number one" face when he came in on the first day, and he didn't respect him as warmly as others.

But all the rules that should be observed are kept, and they are honest and low-key. To be honest, there is no major conflict between the two.

The bad thing is that he helped Ning Chi yesterday, in Mei Qian's view, he avoided a dispute and did not punish everyone in the cell.

In Ke Guangtou's eyes, Mei Qian was challenging the authority and wanted to show off with him.Arranging Ning Chi to wipe the floor was just to show the other party.

He felt that he had helped the discipline for so long, and he had worked hard without any credit, so he couldn't manage a newcomer?
Mei Qian didn't care about such small thoughts and small actions, he just wanted to get through this difficult time quietly, the detention center changed positions frequently, and when he got to other cells, who knew whom?

Somebody came to make a fuss, and Baldy Ke over there hadn't said anything yet, but someone else shouted, "You're crazy!" He was the first strong man to bully Ning Chi yesterday.

But before he finished speaking, several blue vests beside him also stood up.

"Do you need to teach me..." The stubby fingers were only a few centimeters away from the tip of the nose. Mei Qian looked at the people who were gradually swarming up, and the fire that was suppressed in her heart suddenly burst into flames. A strong man weighed nearly two hundred catties The body flew out.

After a series of noises, there was nothing in front of him, and the provocative blue vests were kicked back to his bunk by him in an instant.

To deal with a few ordinary people, you don't need Bajiquan, you don't use much strength, it's just a skillful force, but it doesn't do much harm.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, this is simply unbelievable.

He looked indifferently at Baldy Ke who was opening his mouth wide, and when he moved his feet, the other party's nose bleeds, and there were marks of big slippers on his face.

After a short period of silence in the cell, the sounds of exhaling pain and inhaling came one after another.

The veins on Mei Qian's forehead were throbbing, and he felt extremely irritable.

I always think that I am a relatively introverted person, but when faced with great pressure, it is actually difficult to control people's emotions.

Being regarded as a criminal and losing his freedom and rights, the repression of the past few days has reached a critical point, and the things he carefully buried in his heart are drawn out and provoked again...

At this moment, Mei Qian needed to vent, but he still kept his sense, and kicked towards the wall next to him suddenly. This kick had already used all his strength, and there was a loud "bang", dust fell, and a shallow pit appeared on the wall.

The harsh alarm bells rang loudly, and the guards came very quickly, and more than a dozen people rushed in with electric batons in their hands.

"Hula la" No matter the blue vest who was clutching his stomach and screaming for pain, the bald Ke with a nosebleed, or the idlers picking up their chins, they all came to their senses, rushed down to the big bunk, and squatted facing the wall it is good.

Mei Qian, who was barefooted, also calmed down at this moment, blinked, finally sighed helplessly, and squatted down with her head in her hands...
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Several square meters of independent space, luxurious soft package decoration, advanced bedless design.

Eliminate light pollution, environmentally friendly squatting toilets, 24-hour monitoring and care, clean environment and natural noise.

This is the famous confinement room.

Of course Mei Qian had no right to be picky, so she could only walk in dragging her shackles.

I did the wrong venting in the wrong place, and the consequence was like this, ten days of confinement.

After the door closed, he groped and sat down on the only concrete platform.

Mei Qian concentrated her mind in the system warehouse, searching for useful things.

It should be fortunate that before leaving for Nanyun, I planned to go to the wild to collect wind, and I prepared a lot of things in the warehouse.Among them:

Biscuits, spicy bars of chocolate, beer, drinks, mineral water --- fear of getting lost.

Tablet computer game consoles and several high-power charging treasures--for fear of being bored.

In the remaining space, there are some tent compasses and some things drawn by lottery that are not convenient to be placed outside.

After thinking about it, he turned around to avoid the camera as much as possible, lowered his body, put his handcuffed hands on his stomach, and sprayed at himself.

The mosquitoes here are too enthusiastic, he just wants to make himself comfortable.

Next, sit back against the wall and continue to read the novel you didn't finish last time.

I used to take it lightly when I read stories, thinking that if I lived in a confinement room, it would be enough to have a mobile phone, and it would be no big deal, but after experiencing it in real life, this kind of depression is hard to describe.

I only see light for half an hour a day, and spend the rest of the time in a dark environment. I can only thank myself for not being claustrophobic.

This is on the premise that he can use the tablet computer in the space to read novels and watch TV series to pass the time without anyone noticing.

After staying for less than half a day, he began to miss the unfriendly cell.

I don't know how long it has passed, and finally someone delivered the food.

I said before that the food in the detention center is unpalatable, and the confinement room is even more difficult to describe.

A steamed bun and a bowl of soup, and chopsticks and spoons are not provided.

He actually has a lot of delicious food, but he can't take it out, so there is no reason for it.

After putting the bowl away, he looked at the squatting toilet again, thinking that if he continued, the smell in the room would be very strong.

It's not that there is no way to solve it. After the second meal delivery, he secretly put a small pill in the steamed bun and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Bigudan", one pill can keep you safe for three days. It is the best companion for getting lost in field trips, fighting and confinement.

Forgot which time he took out a bottle, it was enough for him to hit a dozen more people.

Of course, he still has to look good every time he eats, but in fact the broken steamed buns have been stored in the warehouse. After all, he can't let others think that he is on a hunger strike.

After a few days of being in a daze like this, Mei Qian began to worry again.

Although reading a novel can distract one's energy, the oppression of the general environment is still inescapable.

Furthermore, the tablet will run out of power immediately, and no amount of charging treasure can withstand frequent use.

So he set his sights on the lottery system.

Perhaps the heat of the news has not passed, or there are still people hyping his arrest, and his popularity has unknowingly exceeded 1000 million.

But there was no golden lottery draw, but it would be good to have ten special lottery draws, at least there are more chances, and I hope I can draw useful skills or items for myself.

He just wants to come up with a secret book or skill such as inner strength, mental method or Buddhist meditation, so that he can sit cross-legged, forget himself, and stay in the small black room for as long as he wants. When others ask, he can practice Zen and enlightenment, which is full of compulsion. .

It's definitely not a dream, he feels that he is very talented, and he will get whatever skill he wants several times.

Of course, it is also possible that the system has a certain intelligence, but it cannot communicate?
There was no turning back when he opened the bow. After drawing Da Huan Dan, which recovered from his injuries, he was about to try his luck for the second time, but the door of the confinement room was opened.

The punishment was temporarily interrupted, and someone came to see him. Mei Qian thought it was Zhang Yu who was being interrogated again, but he didn't expect that not only the police, but also representatives from the Archaeological Bureau came here this time...
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PS: The contents of the detention center above and the previous chapters are all fabricated by the author, and should not be linked with reality.

(End of this chapter)