The one who called the police, I don’t know where to go.
According to me, that should be arrested, but I am too lazy to interfere with the police uncle's case.
There will always be a day when right and wrong.
"You are the murderer?"
A man asked me.[
I opened my eyes, raised the corners of my lips, looked at it funny, from bottom to top, facing the police uncle's eyes, slowly, my eyes narrowed, I smiled and said:
"Murderers? They forced us to cooperate and enjoy it happily, or"
"coax"
There was a burst of laughter at the door, and the onlookers were all furious.
The police uncle is so humorous that the masses like.
The policeman's face turned red and white, and raised his foot, as if he was about to kick me.
My feet flashed and said:
"Is this, torture?"
"Wow"
The powerful mass power burst out again.
Many people pointed and talked a lot, which was very spectacular.
A slightly older policeman came over, squatted down, looked at me, took the carving knife in my hand, and spoke in a gentle tone:
"Is this used? As self-defense, people are not necessary to be killed; you are definitely overdefense, or even intentional."
I didn't stop it. The evidence was taken away by them. I raised my eyebrows, showed a faint smile on my face, and said quietly:
"Uncle police, what should I do if someone chases you day and night and insists on forcing you to hell? Don't tell me what to do if I report the case."
My voice was not loud, and it was not far away when I was carrying the bodies in the house and searching them.
The policeman lowered his head and handed the evidence to other policemen at will, staring at the ground or on my feet.
I believe that he understands what I mean, and we all understand.
Moreover, my father kept absconding and reporting the case was useless.[
Looking at his thoughtful look, I had some other thoughts and didn't want to speak anymore.
Maybe he had other considerations and didn't want that policeman to be so a bastard.
After a while, the policeman said he had packed up and looked at me