Chapter 1777 Who Gave You the Confidence?
He looked at his phone and thought about whether to make this call. Although he spoke freely, his head could be cut off, blood could bleed, and he couldn't make calls, but if it was really a critical moment, his moral integrity could be put aside.
Major Jack... Mu Yuan took a deep breath, feeling a sense of depression swirling in his chest. He finished the burger in a hurry. Ye Chu ate noodles like a normal person, "When can we leave?"
The little girl had pure and innocent eyes, and looked ignorant and ignorant of the dangers of the world. Mu Yuan explained to her the disadvantages of not having a passport. He might regard him as a bad person, and might want to send them to the Immigration Agency. This was originally considered the most minor case, but who knows which police officer was beaten, and his firearms were searched in his car.
Mu Yuan looked as desperate as if he was going to kill the dog. He had more than one gun in his car and plenty of ammunition. Because they had a lot of luggage, he put it in a less conspicuous place and took it with him when he entered the checkpoint. The firearm was thrown into the back seat and temporarily covered with clothes.
This was not something that could be solved by sending him to the Immigration Department. His firearm was not fully loaded, and when they came back, they already regarded him as a serious criminal.
Mu Yuan, "..."
His luck has always been pretty good. Although the Mark Six lottery is not heavy, you can still touch the edges of the numbers. No matter what you do, you feel blessed. There has never been a time when you memorized it so little. Yechu ate noodles and drank all the soup from the bowl. Several police officers came in and threw their guns on the table. "Whose gun is this?"
Mu Yuan kept silent and was thinking about how to get it back when Ye Chu pointed at him and said, "His."
Mu Yuan thought to himself that he finally found the reason for such a small back. It must be Ye Chu's bad luck that got him involved. In fact, Ye Chu didn't mention Mu Yuan's, and Mu Yuan couldn't explain that the gun belonged to someone else, because it was all his fingerprints. He said that Po Tian couldn't get rid of it, so he might as well confess and be lenient.
Then there are a series of questions, what are you doing with the gun, where did you buy it, is it European and American weaponry, is it top-notch, is there anyone's life on it, etc.
Mu Yuan knew the interrogation scheme and kept silent. The police officer focused on Ye Chu.
"The gun belongs to us, human life? No, we didn't kill anyone."
"Where did you buy it? I don't know. He wears it all the time?"
"He didn't bully me. No, you misunderstood. He didn't bully me."
"I really didn't kill anyone."
"Where did you buy it? Is this a big deal? I see everyone has a gun on them."
Mu Yuan, "..."
Police officers, "..."
The little girl's tone was innocent and her eyes were clean, which suddenly made them feel that what she said made sense. However, no matter how they interrogated her, nothing was revealed. Mu Yuan almost died laughing.
It's funny, but if he doesn't handle this matter well, he will be imprisoned here. He really can't afford to lose his face. He looked at the phone, and his heart felt like a needle was poking him, faintly. It hurt, and there was some bone-eroding lovesickness, attached to the bone marrow. At the slightest movement, the army surged up and engulfed his whole world. He thought he was a drug addict. He took a deep breath and picked up the phone a little nervously.
To fight or not to fight?
Will he come?
He has always responded to his requests, but after what happened, would he still care about him? Mu Yuan suddenly threw his phone on the table and closed his eyes. Mu Yuan, Mu Yuan, why are you so shameless? You killed his brother and you still hope that he will protect you all the way without any grudges. Who gave you this? Confidence, who gave you the face?
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The small theater was late, so I took a nap with the curtains drawn and overslept.