No matter how angry Mei Qian was in his heart, he was quickly transferred to the detention center as the police car started.
After queuing up for physical examination, taking photos, registering and signing, handing in personal belongings, etc.
The process is cumbersome, but it doesn't take much time. In about an hour, all the procedures are completed.
Mei Qian changed into a vest and put on an electronic bracelet. Then she followed the police into the cell holding a quilt and toiletries and wearing big slippers.
The cell was small and the lights were not turned off, so you could see clearly.
On the left side of the entrance is a large store, with about seventeen or eight people lying on it at this time.
Alarmed by the sound of the door opening, someone raised his head to take a look, and then retracted.
There were two other people standing on the ground, and when they saw the police bringing people in, they were quite enthusiastic. They stepped forward to take Mei Qian's bedding and a large plastic basin, and helped him place them in a free place.
It was only about four or five o'clock at this time. Mei Qian had been tormented all night. Even though he took a refreshing cold shower before coming in, he couldn't resist his sleepiness.
After the police closed the door again, he thanked the two people who helped him and lay down to sleep.
Mei Qian was originally a light sleeper, but he was so sleepy that the harsh ringing in his ears was automatically filtered out, as if he hadn't heard it.
In the end, he was shaken awake by others.
When I opened my eyes, I was still confused for a while, and it took me a while to realize my current situation.
We are no longer at home, and we don’t know when we can go out?
If you do the math, you will inevitably feel dizzy after sleeping for less than two hours.
After folding the quilt and queuing up, I rinsed my face with cold water and felt a little more energetic.
Then there was nothing to do, probably getting ready for breakfast.
"Hey, that new brother, come over and have a chat?" At this time, a tall and round bald man suddenly waved to him.
Mei Qian glanced at him and saw that the other person looked carefree. He must be the so-called "eldest brother".
After thinking for a while, he walked over.
The bald man pouted at his feet, apparently asking him to squat down and speak.
Mei Qian went back to his bunk and sat down.
"Hey, you're quite proud, young man." The bald man snorted coldly, with a somewhat unkind look on his face.
Several prisoners near him also snorted, and some even stood up and tried to get closer to Mei Qian.
"Bang, bang!"
A guard knocked on the iron railing: "What are you doing? Dinner is ready."
Only then did everyone return to their seats.
Mei Qian pretended not to see it. He was in a bad mood right now. If someone really provoked him, he didn't mind stretching his muscles.
Eating here is very fast, others finish eating in more than ten minutes.
He had no appetite, so he only ate one steamed bun and drank all the porridge.
The remaining steamed buns were not wasted, and the person in front of him wanted to leave.
When someone had cleared away the dinner basin, a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks suddenly came up to her and handed Mei Qian a piece of paper.
"Memorize it within three days." Throwing this sentence away, he immediately moved away as if he were avoiding the god of plague.
The paper was densely packed with handwritten prison regulations.
But he definitely didn't have time to memorize it today, because before he could read the content clearly, two policemen called his name outside the door and called him for interrogation.
Mei Qian was taken to the interrogation room and found that the person opposite was still an acquaintance.
When he was handcuffed to the chair, Officer Zhang Yu said with a smile: "Mr. Mei seems to be in low spirits! Didn't you get a good rest last night, no, this morning?"
"It's a small matter. You also know that our authors often stay up late and are used to it." Mei Qian replied slowly.
After a pause, he asked again: "Didn't you just finish asking this morning? Are there any new clues?"
Zhang Yu looked at the person sitting in the interrogation chair, still smiling: "Mr. Mei doesn't seem nervous at all. Such a strong psychological quality is not something ordinary people can possess."
Mei Qian pretended to be surprised: "I have a clear conscience, why should I be nervous and worried?"
The smile on Zhang Yu's face instantly faded, and he said seriously: "Mei Qian, are you confident that we can't find any evidence? Or are you planning to take the blame alone?"
Mei Qian raised her eyelids: "How is that possible? I have always cooperated with you honestly, but you don't believe me at all. What can I do?"
"Bang!" Zhang Yu slammed the table: "Pay attention to your attitude, haven't you recognized your identity yet?"
"Tch~" Mei Qian sneered and turned away...
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It was another long interrogation, and even a lunch box was not provided. By the time Mei Qian returned to the cell, it was already afternoon.
He felt really annoyed. Who had changed him? Several questions were asked repeatedly back and forth. It was strange that he was in a good mood.
In this case, it doesn't matter if you go hungry.
But before his butt was warm, the two guards who had escorted him called him again.
Mei Qian frowned in disgust, right? Still coming?
But the direction he went out was not the interrogation room. After asking, he found out that his lawyer had arrived.
But when he entered the lawyer's interview room and saw his defense lawyer, he was speechless.
"This is a criminal case, can you do it?" Mei Qian stared at the person opposite.
Coincidentally, this is also an acquaintance.
Lu Tianlu, the lawyer who once represented the copyright of his novels, gradually became friends with him because of their frequent contacts, and they would get together for a drink or something like that.
"Brother, who are you looking down on? Our firm originally handles criminal litigation, and doing copyright work is just a side job, okay? Isn't it because you pay a lot of money?" Lu Tianlu also looked speechless, paused, and then said: "Look
You look like you're doing well?" This was just a joke.
"Don't mention it." Mei Qian sighed.
"Cough!" Lu Tianlu glanced at the guard standing opposite, coughed, and asked solemnly: "Mei Qian, are you sure you are suspected of robbing ancient cultural sites and ancient tombs?"
"I am innocent. The evidence provided by the police is just a coincidence." Mei Qian also knew that this was not a place for small talk, so he answered calmly.
Lu Tianlu asked many more questions.
At the request of the other party, Mei Qian recounted his experience from his arrest until now.
After confirming that he had not been tortured to extract a confession, Lu Tianlu nodded in relief.
Then the judicial interpretation of the so-called "crime of robbing ancient cultural sites and ancient tombs" was explained.
He was also informed that if the charges are confirmed, Mei Qian may face up to life imprisonment.
But Mei Qian is not worried about this.
He admitted that he had never participated in illegal or criminal activities and the police evidence was insufficient.
He is confident that he will leave here as an innocent person.
By the end, both sides had asked almost all the questions, and the meeting was coming to an end.
But before leaving, Mei Qian suddenly said again: "How is Maomao?"
Lu Tianlu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied: "She's pretty good!"
Mei Qian turned around and looked at him seriously. After a long time, he frowned and left under the escort of the guards.
Maomao is his assistant and the landlord's daughter.
Later, when he had money to buy a new house, he saw that she didn't have an ideal job after graduating from college, so he stayed with her as an assistant. In the past few years, the two of them got along well, and he always regarded her as his sister.
He always felt that something was wrong with Lu Tianlu's expression. He was arrested. As an assistant, Maomao must have been under a lot of pressure. However, Lu Tianlu said that it was okay and there shouldn't be any big problems.
However, the police used guns during the arrest yesterday. Could this girl be frightened?
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An interrogation and a meeting all took a long time, and the time passed by unknowingly.
This time I didn't miss my meal, but Mei Qian still had no appetite.
Especially when I saw the sticky rice and cabbage soup, I didn't want to eat it, so I barely put it down after taking two mouthfuls.
Until the sound came from the TV on the wall, no one in the cell spoke to him, treating him as a transparent person.
Mei Qian also wanted to be clean, which was better. She imitated others and moved a small bench, sat upright on it, then raised her head and watched the news program on TV.
As a senior Internet user, I have never been interested in TV programs. In addition, I am in a bad mood, so I forget what I mentioned above after watching it.
However, in the second half of the news, a familiar figure appeared in the flashing lights.
The unlucky man was escorted into a police car by several policemen, followed by a large number of dedicated reporters who followed him and asked questions.
Damn, isn’t it me?
I don’t know whose camera it is, but the picture is really clear.
... Well-known writer Mei Qian has been arrested and brought to justice by the police on suspicion of tomb robbery. The case is still under trial...