Chapter 1908 I Am a Wounded Now (Please Subscribe!)

"Don't hit anyone, just stand there and don't move."

outside the door.

Malaysian police officers are preparing to open the door.

"what?"

"Where's my key?"

Every pocket was taken out.

But.

After touching it for a long time, I didn't touch it, and patted my head, "I remembered, it's in the drawer, wait, I'll go get it." After speaking, he quickly turned and left, Vika was relieved and saved.

However.

next moment.

"stop!"

"stop."

"you."

"what!!!"

scream.

continue.

Weika burst into tears, woohoo, you bastards, you don't even listen to the guard's words, no wonder you are locked here, you deserve it, "Help, come, come and help me."

roar.

shouting.

After half a minute.

"Tap!"

The sound of rubber shoes stepping on the ground came, and the five immediately stopped their hands, sat back on the bed, and looked around, as if it wasn't them who hit the person just now, Vika gasped for breath, and fell on the ground with a confused face.

That gas!

"Why are you still lying on the ground?"

"I..."

Vika's voice trembled.

Hold the grass.

You think I want to.

"They hit me again just now," Vika complained.

"yes?"

The guard opened the door and looked at no one.

"No."

A man shook his head.

"How dare you."

"Yup."

"You called to stop, and we stopped immediately. As for why he still called, I guess he wanted to corrupt us. We all saw it. He rolled on the ground himself, not knowing what to shout."

in tone.

With deep doubts, he looked at Vika as if he were a lunatic.

"yes?"

The guard looked at Vika.

now.

Vika opened his mouth wide, this ability to confuse black and white, even with labor and capital, he got up, pointed at a few people, and shouted angrily, "It's too much to deceive people, you deceive people too much."

talking.

Throwing up, ready to take revenge, there are guards, and the other party should not dare to fight back.

only.

Once again Vika miscalculated the situation.

"boom!"

one foot.

He knelt on the ground clutching his stomach.

"You see, he did it first." Several people expressed helplessness, I was defending myself.

. .

Soon.

Vika was taken to the interrogation room.

now.

Vika is broken. Face pain, body pain, and heart pain. God, in just one day, he entered the interrogation room three times, each time getting worse. He felt that today was his Good Friday.

caught.

go fire.

Beaten.

Growing up so much, I have never been so sad.

"Why fight?"

this question.

moment.

Vika's whole person was not well, with a "you are blind" expression, and said angrily: "I was beaten, I was beaten, not a fight, I was the victim all the time, the one who was beaten."

"Oh."

The other side said nonchalantly, and asked again:

"Then why were you beaten?"

heard.

Vika's face was red with anger, "How do I know that I am a victim, and again, I am a victim, why was I beaten, you ask them to go, they are the perpetrators, you figure it out."

"Oh."

Another soft reply.

"Hold on."

then.

Turned around and left, leaving behind a confused Vika.

Ah!

Ha ha!

Vika was pissed off, me. . Calm, calm, and don't know these people in general. After a while, Vika's breathing stabilized, and he was ready to criticize the other party in a while.

One minute.

five minutes.

twenty minutes.

Half an hour passed.

"What about people?"

Vika found something wrong, why hasn't he come back for so long.

"Come on."

"Hey!"

"Why so slow?"

"..."

After five minutes of shouting, no one came in. "Is there anyone, come out, I won't criticize you, let me go first, I'm hungry, I want to eat, I want water, I want..."

After a few minutes.

"I want to... complain to you."

want to cry.

It was forgotten.

Wait and wait.

Wait and wait.

after an hour.

"Clang!"

suddenly.

The door opened, and Vika was shocked.

"what."

"You still here?"

The person came with a surprised expression.

"..."

I.

I was tortured here, not here, where else can I be? Weika has been unable to complain, saying that the average quality of Malaysian police officers is not high, but he forgot him in the interrogation room, is it a big joke?

and also.

You quickly finish the sausage in your hand, what do you mean?

"I'm hungry."

Thousands of words, Vika condensed into one sentence.

"Wait a minute, I'll buy it for you."

"Wait.."

Vika still wanted to order food, but no one ran away.

after.

There is only Weika left here. At this moment, he can't help recalling this legendary day. It's really exciting. It's time to come, and there should be no more accidents.

"coming."

soon.

A lunch is placed in front of Vika.

Hamburger.

fries.

Cola.

Vika was speechless, just perfunctory me.

"I beg, you're welcome."

"..."

It's not a matter of whether you invite or not. Well, forget it, eat it, it's better than nothing, Vika swallowed something she hadn't eaten for a long time, and resisted the urge to order a big meal.

full.

Drink enough.

"Go ahead, about the fight just now."

"What?"

"They said that you insulted them and took the lead. It was useless to persuade you, so they fought back."

"WHAT?"

As soon as he was full, Vika felt puffed up.

"Bullshit, they lied, I just let them aside, there is no way to insult them, they are obviously the first to do it, I don't accept it, I ask for a face-to-face confrontation." Vika would admit it.

"you sure?"

"What's wrong."

"There is no monitoring there, so the cause of the incident cannot be determined. According to general principles, the majority of people's confessions are more likely to be adopted. Do you have other evidence to prove it?"

"Certificate...you..."

uncle.

Vika has no evidence.

"No?"

"No."

Gritting his teeth, Vika said.

"That would be troublesome, but, as the injured person, you can ask them to apologize to you. As for the medical expenses, how about the division of responsibilities after you come back?" the person opposite said.

At this time.

Vika realized. . . Ma Ma. . I am injured now.

Hold the grass.

If I knew earlier, it would be great to ask to go to the hospital at the first time, why should I suffer here, and, I don't know if this group of guys is full, I was injured, and I didn't take the initiative to send it to the doctor immediately.

Whoops.

The whole body is blue and purple.

pain.

I'm going to the hospital, I need a nurse, I'm going to stay a few more days.

"it is good."

Vika did not expect that being beaten would have this benefit. In the hospital, at least there are beds, not to sleep on hard beds, or to be with bad people, even if you do bad things, you are still at the level.

Not all the way with those people.

a senior.

a low level.

after.

Vika was escorted into the car and headed to the hospital not far away. Seeing the snatch on the waist of the police officer next to him, Vika shivered. Whenever he recalled the moment of his life and death in the morning, he was frightened.

. . .

the other side.

"What?"

Rosie was stunned.

"For medical parole? Why don't I know about it." Someone got the news that Weika was going to do an injury appraisal, and it was written quite miserably, but some people thought it was the power of the Susuto family.