The Ace Chef

At that moment, the door suddenly clicked open, and five or six policemen rushed in and pinned me to the ground, shouting at me to stay put, to be honest, and then handcuffing me.

I shouted, "What are you doing?" Are you all mistaken? I just took her in for a while, whatever she did has nothing to do with me. "

The policeman said, "You have all committed crimes. Someone reported that there was a brothel case."

I lifted my head with difficulty to look at the woman, and I realized that I had encountered the highest possible level of skipping.

I said to the police, "What whoring? I'm innocent. I don't even know her."

The policeman chuckled, "Do you know anything about whoring? If you don't know her, then it's not a hooker? "

"I mean I didn't do any whoring. She knocked on my door and said that someone wanted to arrest her, so she begged me to let her stay for ten minutes. You guys can go and check the surveillance and see if it was real or fake.

The policeman said impatiently, "Cut the crap, let's talk about this after we get back to the police station."

It's over, there's no logic behind it. I'm beginning to suspect that the Lady Boss is up to no good. This hotel is a star hotel, I have to randomly come in and arrest them. To them, I'm their boss's friend, there must be a hotel manager here, right? But when I said there was no one to interrupt me, not even a waiter, what does this mean? That there was a problem, and who could do that? Lady Boss.

But I really don't understand why the Lady Boss wants to do this. Could it be that she has a secret agreement with Fatty?

I was pulled off the ground by the police and watched as the other officers rummaged through my things. They turned to the high-voltage rods and daggers and brought them up to me and asked, "What do these things do? Is it a robbery? "

The heck, did the police say that? If they didn't take advantage of me and wronged me, I don't believe it. "Come on, these things are normal and I can't buy them. I can't defend myself? "

"What have you done that requires you to defend yourself?"

"What if I get robbed? Do you mean that all those who were robbed deserve it and cannot defend themselves? Or are you buying these things to prepare for a crime? " "I was really angry, so my attitude was really bad. Anyway, if they were bribed, no matter how good my attitude was, the results would be the same. Why should I treat them nicely?" Is that so? Is that right? "

The police officer with a one-centimeter long mustache laughed instead of getting angry. "Heh, you talk pretty well. Alright, I'll let you have some fun. Take him out and bring back all the evidence. Wait a minute, let him change his clothes first …"

In one of the interrogation rooms of the police station, I was locked on an iron chair, unable to move. In front of me was a white table. Opposite me were two chairs, one for a uniformed officer and one for an ununiformed policeman. The uniformed officer was older, about forty years old. The one that wasn't wearing a uniform was relatively young, around 25 to 26 years old. He had a hawk nose, was operating a laptop, and would occasionally glance at me. Old police's gaze never left me, and his gaze was extremely strange. Smile.

A few minutes later, the uniformed officer suddenly said, "It's done."

Then, Old police picked up the thermos bottle that he brought with him on the table. He opened it to take a sip of tea and coughed as he said to me, "I'll record your statement now. What's your name and how old are you? Where did they come from? "Where do you work?"

The uniformed police was quickly typing on the notebook computer, the Old police continued: "When did you stay in the hotel? When did you call me Miss? In what way? Was it the hotel staff who helped you, or was it the old bawdy you knew? And how much did Miss spend? How many times have you done it? Did you wear a glove? "

Fucking hell, is there a question like that? It was all his own fantasy, and in fact I had done nothing. In my heart, there's no need to talk about how angry I am, but when people are under the roof, they can't even move. What can I do? I controlled my emotions and said, "You ask so many questions at once, but I can't hear clearly. However, I can answer them, so I didn't look for Miss."

"Do you think it would be useful to deny it? Everyone who did something bad came in and tried to deny it, but none of them succeeded in the end. What else could we police do? Do you think the police are just decorations? " He sneered, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He took a sip and said, "I advise you to be honest."

I said, "What do you mean bad? I've never looked for Miss. Even if I did, I don't think she's a bad person. Didn't you look for her? "Swear, if you search for them, you will only find rotten testicles and rotten pills. Do you dare?"

Before Old police could speak, the policeman who was not wearing a uniform suddenly knocked on the table: "Answer the question honestly, don't bullsh * t. This is the police station, not your house."

I really wanted to kick his crotch, but I couldn't. I clenched my teeth and said, "I already answered, I didn't look for Miss, and you all said that I would deny it, then you all wanted me to say, what did I say? "It's simply something out of nothing. I don't know how to explain it to you."

"Brat, I think you are lacking in discipline." The young policeman stood up and snapped his knuckles, "Are you going to explain or not?"

I was just saying that this place is dark, so a few days ago, I agreed to work together with the Lady Boss to rescue Dong Xiaobei. It's over. Who can save me? Obviously, no one was there to save me, so I could only save myself. I said, "If you want to beat me up, then just hit me to death. Otherwise, I'll remember you."

"Hey, you dare to threaten the police?"

"If I say it, you think it's not the truth? You want to beat me up? If I say I let you beat me up, you say I'm threatening you? You touched your conscience and said, 'Are you worthy of being a cop?' Don't sully the word police, okay? " I'm out there, and I'm going to get beaten up anyway. I'm going to hold my head up and tell them I'm not afraid of them.

The young policeman was stunned, he has rarely seen people like me, right? He glanced at Old police and suddenly laughed, "Heh, this brat is quite eloquent."

Old police said, "Sit down first."

The young policeman sat back down and also lit a cigarette. The way he smoked made him look as if he was about to flatten his face. This was our servant. He looked more like a hooligan than a hooligan!

Old police continued: "Since you did not look for Miss, then why is there a Miss in your room? "Don't think that just because you don't admit it, you'll be fine. The other party has already admitted it. You're the one who called them, the boss. The price is two hundred times higher, you've already done it …"

Just by looking at his eyes, one could tell that he was trying to trick me. Did he think I was three years old? So what if the other party admitted to it? I didn't do it or I didn't do it. I said, "That's not the truth. The truth is that I just returned from outside not long ago. I have a witness. He lives across the hall from my room. There was a knock on the door in the middle of my shower and flushing, and it was the woman, who said that someone wanted to catch her and hide in my room, and she squeezed in without permission, and I believed her, I was doing a good deed, in a helpful spirit, and I would never have helped if I had known it was going to happen. In addition, I have another point to make. It is because there are too many grievances that people slowly become cold and detached. "If this is a case of injustice, then you all are the unforgivable sinners, so I suggest that you all immediately go to the hotel to get the security cameras and see if I'm telling the truth or not."

Old police laughed out loud: "As expected, your eloquence is good, and you are still innocent. You dare offend people, are you putting pressure on us to get yourself out of this predicament? Can you excuse yourself? "

I gritted my teeth and said, "I'll say it again seriously. I didn't look for Miss, so I'm not guilty. What I said was true or false. You just need to transfer the monitoring system back to confirm it. Why are you spouting so much nonsense?" What's the use of holding onto the people's wages and not doing anything? "If you don't go and get it, go home and plant some sweet potatoes …"

Old police's expression changed as he slowly placed the cigarette into the ashtray. Then, he suddenly kicked towards me from under the table and kicked my left calf. This bastard is wearing leather shoes, although he doesn't use the pointed end, he uses the side of his shoe to kick, but it still hurts. The pain makes my heart burn, and I couldn't help but shout out, staring at him and scolding, "Open it! Continue! If you continue, I guarantee that I will return it back to you ten times! So what if I threaten you?" "In any case, I said that you all didn't believe me. As you wish, I'll f * cking threaten you right now. Come, kick me, continue kicking …"

Old police really kicked him again, with the same kick and the stronger kick. At the same time, he said, "You have seen this kind of people a lot, even people stronger than you have seen many. If I was afraid, would I still need to be a police officer?"

I replied, "Police my ass! You're a trash! You're a scum! If you have the guts, continue kicking him!"

This time, I was prepared. Seeing his shoulder move, I quickly used my foot to sweep the sole of his shoe, I used all my strength, so the strength was very strong. With a painful groan, he kicked my leg horizontally to the right, directly colliding with the young policeman's foot.

It's not that I didn't anticipate such an outcome, or I wouldn't have gone all out. I've already fought back, and I was even more prepared to be treated more cruelly. As a matter of fact, they did not disappoint me. After getting up, Old police's leg was still hurting so he could only ruthlessly rub it while gritting his teeth. The young policeman grinded his teeth and ran over to me before punching me in the chest.

I stared at him because he still continued to attack. He only stopped after three consecutive punches and panted heavily. "Damn it, you dare to attack a police officer. You're dead for sure …"

I coughed and said, "Die your mother! Did I even touch you? It's you who kill each other, you idiots. You continue to wrongly accuse me. Since you are already wrongly accusing me, I don't mind committing another crime. "

This guy was so angry that his veins were popping out. His originally handsome face contorted severely, as if he was an evil spirit. He raised his big palm and slapped me in the face. In a moment of desperation, I twisted my head and used my head to block the attack. After he finished slapping me, I spit on his face and shouted, "Come on, let's continue!"