I just want to copy books quietly

Soon the co-pilot's door opened, and a female policeman walked out. She seemed to be between 35 and [-] years old, but she couldn't see her specific appearance clearly. Du Caige's vision was already blurred like severe alcoholism.

The female policeman put her right hand behind her waist and held a flashlight in her left hand to shine a light on Du Caige's face.

Du Caige didn't raise his hand to block the light.He is now desensitized to light, as dull as 80 years old.

If he was really drunk, he would definitely raise his hand to block it.

The female policeman didn't take any further steps, and soon, a policeman, a male, appeared to be in his 30s, got out from the driver's seat of the police car.

He looked at Du Caige carefully for a while, and stretched his right hand behind his waist.

Du Caige's consciousness has been blurred, he doesn't understand what their actions mean, and he doesn't know how to react.

The two policemen exchanged a look.

The female policeman said, "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

The sound is nice, but it is so far away that it seems to come from the horizon.

Although Du Caige heard it, it felt like he was listening to someone else's speech in a dream, and he couldn't pay attention to or understand the content of the other person's speech.

So he just grunted and didn't answer.

"Sir, please look at me."

For some reason, these words entered Du Caige's consciousness again, he raised his head slightly in a daze, and looked at the policeman in front of him.

But his consciousness was still very dull and he couldn't react properly.

"Sir, have you been drinking? Are you addicted?"

Although Du Caige was confused, he still shook his head instinctively.

"Sir, sir"

The boundless darkness finally surged up.

Du Caige felt that the last trace of strength had been taken out of his body, and he fell backwards involuntarily.

The little nurse stared at the thermometer for a few seconds: "36 degrees 8, normal."

She put away the thermometer, looked at Du Caige, and unconsciously took a second look.

It wasn't until the older fat nurse next to her coughed twice that she withdrew her pink and caring eyes: "Your body is fine now, and you can be discharged from the hospital at any time. But I suggest you go to the psychological clinic of our hospital to register."

After she finished speaking, Du Caige asked listlessly: "I don't want to go to the psychiatric clinic. Is there a Traveler Affairs Administration near your hospital? I want to consult something."

"what?"

"Nothing, just kidding."

At this time, a gentle and intellectual female voice interjected at the right time: "If you have the energy to make jokes, it means that you have almost recovered."

The one who opened the door was a female police officer, about 35 years old, with short hair tied into a short and vigorous ponytail behind her head.She has a good appearance, slightly dark skin, and a somewhat rich figure.

Du Caige almost immediately remembered: This should be the one who asked him before he fell into a coma.

Can Chapter 3 deport me to my country of origin?

Du Caige immediately sat up straight, coughed lightly to indicate that he was ready for a formal conversation, and greeted him proactively, "Hi, officer. Thank you for saving my life!"

At this time, he knew that the two drugs he took that night had a higher risk of death when mixed, and it was two police officers who sent him to the hospital for gastric lavage in time.So when he said that he was grateful for the life-saving grace of the other party, it was not an exaggeration.

"The one who saved your life was an angel in white. You don't need to thank me. Then, Mr. Du, let me get to know you. I am Ning Yuerong from the Feixia Branch of the Metropolitan Police Department." The female police officer came to the bedside, smiling, and her attitude was very gentle, but The eyes were so sharp that Du Caige was already guilty, and he didn't dare to look at him at all.

"First of all, congratulations on your recovery. Then I have some questions to ask you today, and I hope to get your cooperation." Ning Yuerong said.

At this time, another police officer walked into the ward. He was tall, in his thirties, with dark skin, and looked shrewd and capable. He should be the female police officer's partner.

Although Du Caige couldn't remember clearly, he could guess that this person was also seen before he fell into a coma.

Du Caige lowered his head and said, "I feel like I'm not yet sharp, my mind is not very clear, and I don't really want to talk."

The male police officer who came in after whispered a few words with the nurses, and the nurses walked out of the ward one by one.

And at this time, it happened that the other patients in the ward were not there, and only Du Caige and the two police officers were left in the ward.

Ning Yuerong was still smiling, and her eyes softened a lot: "Mr. Du, although I sympathize with your situation. However, the medicine you took a few nights ago contained a large amount of diazepam. The name , you should be familiar with it, right?"

"I would like to point out that although diazepam, also known as diazepam, is a drug for insomnia, anxiety and depression, it is also a national second-class controlled drug. And I checked your medical records, Mr. Du, you These drugs were not obtained legally. So I have to make a routine questioning of you, do you understand?"

Du Caige looked left and right, but there was no one around him who could provide support for him.

And the tall dark-skinned male police officer was still behind Ning Yuerong staring at him, ready to cooperate with Ning Yuerong to attack him at any time.

1VS2, Du Caige doesn't see any chance of winning.

The situation is stronger than people, so Du Caige had no choice but to utter a word: "Yes."

"I'm glad you understand our work, then I can bring you back to the bureau for questioning, or I can question you here. Where do you want me to ask?" Ning Yuerong smiled and spoke with a voice. He is still gentle and his eyes are soft, but the content of his speech is still strong, which seems to give Du Caige a choice, but Du Caige actually has no choice.

"I wish to be questioned here."

Ning Yuerong smiled again, expressing her satisfaction.She looked back at the male police officer, who quickly took out a shorthand notebook and a pen.

Seeing that what the other party took out was not an interrogation transcript, Du Caige breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that this interrogation was not a formal interrogation.

Sure enough, Ning Yuerong didn't go through the formal process, didn't inform, etc., and said directly: "Name?"

"Du Caige."

"age?"

"30."

Ning Yuerong frowned: "Think again."

Du Caige's heart tightened, and he asked tentatively, "Officer Ning, how old should I be?"

Ning Yuerong's originally gentle gaze became like a sharp sword again, piercing Du Caige's eyes.

Du Caige couldn't take it anymore, and lowered his head.

After a while of silence, Ning Yuerong said: "Although this is not a formal interrogation, I hope you can cooperate with our interrogation, Mr. Du, otherwise we can only bring you to the bureau for a formal interrogation gone."

Du Caige was a little aggrieved. He quickly used his brain and came up with an excuse: "Sorry, Officer Ning, I have been taking antidepressant drugs for a long time, which caused some memory problems. I really can't remember some things clearly."

Ning Yuerong nodded slightly, and didn't say whether she believed it or not.

Du Caige was so nervous that his palms were sweating non-stop.

Through these few days of observation and insinuation, he can now confirm that he has time-traveled, and he is soul-transmigrated.

But of course he didn't dare to yell loudly: I am a time traveler, please send me back to the original world.

Although he really wanted to be deported to his country of origin, God did not provide him with this option!

If he yells like that, he probably will spend the rest of his life in a mental hospital

And he was very sad, he did not get the memory of the original owner when he traveled through time.

He could only confirm based on the attitude of others towards him and the ID card in his wallet. The original owner was also named Du Caige, and he looked very similar to his appearance on Earth.

It's almost the same as his original appearance after the beautification.

Now Du Caige is facing the first test since time travel.

Although rationally considered, this test shouldn't be too difficult.

But his psychological quality is not very good, and his tongue is numb from the nervousness at this time.He regretted that when he looked at the ID card, he didn't take a serious look at the date of birth.

But having said that, even looking at the date of birth is useless, he doesn't know what year it is in this world, and his cell phone is dead.

He wasn't even sure if this was still Earth.

After a while, Ning Yuerong picked a strand of hair behind her ear and said, "You are 34 years old."

It could be heard that her voice became a little colder.Maybe it's because they don't believe that Du Caige lost his memory, but think that he doesn't cooperate.

Du Caige nodded vigorously. "Thank you! So I'm 34 years old."

He felt a little uncomfortable.

Everyone else is time-traveling into teenagers, why did he age a few years after time-traveling?

Inexplicably, the life span has been shortened by a few years, so I can find someone to reason with.

Ning Yuerong then asked a few more questions.

Where do you live, what occupation, family members, where did you buy the diazepam and clomipramine you swallowed the night before.

Of course Du Caige couldn't answer a single question.

Ning Yuerong sighed, and the male police officer who took the record behind her said sharply: "Mr. Du, please cooperate with our work seriously!"

Du Caige said distressedly: "I really don't remember, I'm sorry, but it's the truth."

Ning Yuerong was silent for a while, and said, "Wait a minute."

Then she pulled her colleague out.

In the corridor, Zeng Li took off his police cap on duty, scratched his thinning hair, and said in an irritable tone, "Da Ning, he's playing dumb with us."

Ning Yuerong frowned and said nothing.

"He's playing stupid!" Zeng Li repeated.

"Not necessarily," Ning Yuerong said calmly, "I've been trained. His expression doesn't look like he's lying."

"Ning Da, I have also received the same training as you. Although he pretends to be very similar, he is lying! This is a man's intuition!" Zeng Li spoke plausibly.

Ning Yuerong gave him a blank look: "Come on. A man's intuition is as unreliable as a man's vows."

"What should we do now," Zeng Li said in a low voice, "we can't detain him, and if he doesn't want to cooperate, we can't interrogate him either. Thanks to this guy's legal illiteracy, otherwise he wouldn't have to play dumb with us and just ignore us." We'll do it."

Ning Yuerong pondered for a moment, then bit her lips lightly: "In this way, after he finishes the discharge procedures, we will send him back, observe on the way, ask a few questions, and confirm whether he is really suffering from memory impairment or whether he is suffering from memory impairment. Pack."

"It must be pretending," Zeng Li put on his duty cap and said in a positive tone, "However, Ning Da, you have the final say, so let's do as you say."

When Ning Yuerong was about to go into the ward, Zeng Li said: "I don't understand, in fact, even if he illegally possesses controlled drugs, it is not under our control, and we are not an anti-drug brigade, Ning Da, why are you doing this?" Concerned, do you have to come and follow up yourself?"

Ning Yuerong stopped in her tracks and said in a low tone after a while: "I told you, when I found out his identity, I felt really uncomfortable. I used to like his works very much, not to mention his works. How about his character, at least he has brought so much beauty to the world. Such a person would choose to commit suicide! Zeng Li, someone needs to help him."

Zeng Li raised the brim of his hat, but did not speak again.

Chapter 4 Sorry, Really Forgot

"So, judging by your professional knowledge, do you think he has indeed lost his memory?" The beauty with a cold expression read the stack of medical files, put it on the old desk, and tapped it with her onion-like fingers. Looking at the transparent glass on the table, lost in thought.

"How should I put it, Mr. Yan, I'm not a psychiatrist, so I don't know much about psychology. But according to my judgment, it's like this." The fat, slightly bald middle-aged man replied with a smile.If Du Caige was here, he would definitely recognize that this is the resident doctor who visits his hospital bed every day.

In the office, the eyes of several doctors all vaguely fell on that Mr. Yan.

Not because she's beautiful though she does have stunning beauty.

It's because her photos have appeared on the covers of many financial magazines and fashion magazines, and that beautiful face is one of the most recognizable faces on the Internet.

She is the queen of the Internet field in the Great Huaguo; she was born into a wealthy family, but she broke up with her family, started from nothing, and became worth billions in just a few years; she is not a star, but she is better than a star.

You may not have heard of her name, but you have definitely used her company's Internet products in Azure Star, Dahuaguo.

Yan Yingzhen frowned slightly at this time, like Xizi holding her heart, with a charming charm.

Of course, these charms come not only from her glamorous face, but also from her Tiffany ruby ​​​​pendant earrings and light green Hermès season jacket; , The self-confidence formed by pointing the country.

"Mr. Yan," seeing that the other party hadn't spoken for a long time, the fat resident doctor tentatively said, "Mr. Du will be discharged soon, do you want to meet him?"

Yan Yingzhen raised her head and parted her lips with light pink lipstick: "No need."

She stood up lightly, and said indifferently: "Thank you, Dr. Gao, I remember your kindness. I will contact you when I have time!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome, you should." The fat resident doctor bowed humbly, smiling all over his face.

Yan Yingzhen picked up her bag, nodded to several doctors, then turned around and walked out of the office briskly.

When she came to the corridor, the assistant and two bodyguards immediately followed closely.

"go back."

The young and beautiful assistant asked in surprise: "Go back? But you"

"Go back." Yan Yingzhen gently repeated these two words.

The assistant stopped talking and immediately called the driver.