When Maslow raised his head again and sat up straight, he saw an iron tower standing in front of him.

He looked up and saw the drunkard standing in front of him, looking down at him from above.

A cruel smile broke into the corner of his mouth, and it looked like a hungry wolf teasing a little sheep, and he could take the sheep's life at any time.

Maslow looked outside, there was no policeman outside. Around this small space, the people who were making fun of the past were hiding far away. In this mess, only this condescending drunkard and himself were left.

The drunk suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Bastard, you can't live a leisurely life," he muttered vaguely, slowly squatting down, "Go to die."

Those big hands slowly drooped, and Maslow could clearly see that the hands were covered with black hair...

Chen Lan, who was more than ten meters away, suddenly jumped in her heart. The beating of her heart hanging in the air made her feel like she was about to be taken away.

ah--

The one she was most concerned about was a heart-wrenching shout suddenly burst out in the detention center, and the screams were endless, echoing and echoing throughout the area.

"Police, police!"

Chen Lan slapped the iron gate desperately, and she slapped her own hands through, but she still couldn't sense it at all. Her whole mind was focused on the long shouts, the heart-wrenching shouts.

Several policemen showed up quickly this time, and when they arrived at the temporary detention room where Maslow was located, Maslow was sitting quietly on the ground.

However, the drunkard was rolling wildly on the ground, with vegetable soup, bean sprouts and beef covered all over his body, but there was no wound on his face and body.

Several policemen looked at each other and the iron door was opened again.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Speak, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at the drunken ghost on the ground, the eyes of several policemen were on Maslow, "What's wrong with him?"

Maslow was expressionless, and he stood up from the ground hard, jumped and approached the wheelchair. When he sat down in the wheelchair again, he looked at the policemen, "I want to take a shower and change my clothes."

He is fine!

The sound was very meaningful to Qiu Chaoyong. Chen Lan next door knew immediately that it was Maslow telling himself that he was okay and he was okay!

But he is fine, is there something else?

...

"Tell me, what's wrong with him?" Seeing the drunkard rolling around on the ground with his stomach covering his stomach, several policemen subconsciously stayed away from Maslow, Qiu Chaoyong, and the top ten drug experts. It is said that this person is the world's first-class drug use!

"He," said the small men, and he looked at Maslow, who was sitting calmly, without hesitation. "His life was crushed!"

ah!

Several policemen were stunned. They bravely approached the drunk man, and then they realized that the place he was covering was not his stomach, but under his stomach.

"What's going on?"

What's going on?

He recalled the scene just now. When the drunkard slowly leaned down and reached his hands towards Maslow's neck, Maslow's hands accurately grabbed his dick.

There was no crisp sound, or even no sound, but everyone at the scene heard the drunkard's long scream!

It was broken, broken, and it felt like the egg was crushed.

Maslow was still very calm. Seeing several policemen rushing to lift the drunkard out, the iron door closed again.

"Hey, come here and clean up here!" Maslow sat in a wheelchair and looked at these people coldly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "These scum!"

But the scumbags seemed very obedient and quickly cleaned up the embarrassing ground with their hands, "You, take off your clothes." Maslow pointed to the person who was clamoring for the most powerful.

The man was stunned, but took off his clothes obediently.

"Wipe clean," Maslow ordered.

The man was stunned, but immediately took action and used his clothes as a mop to wipe the ground.

But Maslow closed his eyes, and there was no need to open his eyes. In this small place, he was the king here!

No one dares to provoke him, no one dares to disturb him again, otherwise his kind lifeline would be crushed.

"Dog, do you guys, are you okay?"

Suddenly, the voice of a bar girl came from outside. Several policemen were holding her out. She looked at Maslow, "Damn it, you are so handsome!"

Maslow smiled.

Chen Yu was from Uncle Chen, but it seems that it is no longer necessary.

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Seoul Procuratorate.

Just opposite Qingpu Police Station, I turned around and arrived in a blink of an eye.

Maslow took a deep breath of fresh air outside and was helped by the two of them slowly walked out of the police car.

However, just as he got out of that environment, he found that he had entered that environment again.

The difference is that there are more than a dozen temporary detention rooms here, which can accommodate more than a dozen people. When I went in, dozens of people were waiting to investigate, all of which were sent from various districts of Seoul.

"Hey, what's your crime?"

A man asked him very rudely, and immediately followed the vulgar man behind him and said a few words softly. The man looked at Maslow in surprise at first, and then stopped talking.

plague!

This emotion spreads throughout the room like a plague, and the silence, dead silence makes everyone feel uneasy.

The sun shone on Maslow, and he opened his eyes gently and looked at the sunlight outside the window, the sunshine in a foreign country.

After lunch, Maslow finally saw the prosecutor here.

Maslow knew that prosecutors were awesome in Han Dynasty. The procuratorate in Han Dynasty was called the "king of criminal crime investigation" and enjoyed the right to decide on the investigation of criminal cases and the end of investigation.

However, the prosecutor's attitude was extremely gentle, just like chatting about family matters. According to the police station's case file, he carefully asked about the situation in the underground parking lot of Changshi Hospital. Maslow insisted that he was not Qiu Chaoyong, and all the evidence showed that he was Park Jinhai!

The prosecutor did not object, and Maslow was taken down like this.

"You guys, come with me."

After sitting for a while, someone immediately started to greet them.

"Oh, I can't go back to the police station." The person who was very impolite just now seemed a little nostalgic and regretful.

"What's wrong?" The wretched man who came with Maslow seemed to be a rookie.

"You can't go back to the police station anymore. You have to be sent to the detention center to wait for investigation. Do you understand?"

Detention center?

Maslow's heart sank.

There are three detention centers in the Han State: Seoul Detention Center, Southern Detention Center and Western Detention Center.

The Seoul Detention Center should be better. People with famous people who have any problems are detained here, so they may be truly separated from Shen Lan.

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Chapter completed!