157 The highness Princess 2 (1/2)

At this time, there is a mobile ringing from his pocket. He takes it out and take a look at it. He smilesat me and says”We'll have a chance to talk in future soon. There were no video or audio recordings of our conversation just now.”

Then he push the door out, leaving me alone in the room.

A few minutes later, the door is slammed open, and a stout figure is rushing in as if in a rage. This is a white man in a shirt, a little fat, full of flesh. I think that's probably the ”that fool” Jeff mentioned.

In fact, I am not surprised that they use these tricks to bring me back to the police station. They suspect from my identification that I might be one of the gunmen Papa 8 has brought back. It's normal to take me as the breakthrough in this case.

The fellow comes in and put a chair on the ground, sitting down in front of me, snapped up his thick hand and twists the lamp on the table. The light is shining directly on my face.

”Do you know why you're here?”

To my surprise, this white man speaks our language is even more standard than Jeff!

”I know, two cops of you took out a bag of marijuana from our car.” I say coldly, ”I'll tell my lawyer about it in detail and you will receive a complaint letter soon!”

”Don't play dumb with me! You son of bitch. Don't you know why you were caught here?” The fellow looks fierce: ”I tell you, with only one phone call, the Immigration Department will be able to drive you out of Canada in no time!”

I laugh.

This guy says exactly the same thing as Jeff did on the way to scare me. But Jeff was just trying me out, and this guy really takes me for a rookie and trying to trick me.

I learned that many Canadian police officers use this method to intimidate Asian suspects. Because many low-level Asian criminals are smuggled in, and most do not understand Canadian law. So they use this to intimidate them during interrogation.

Obviously, this guy takes me for a rookie who didn't know Canadian law. He thought I'm afraid of immigration.

But I already know, although I have a temporary visa. But before the visa expires, the Immigration Department won't do anything to me unless there is evidence that I did commit crimes locally.

But in the case of hiding marijuana, the way they planted the stolen goods was very poor. They have no proof, and it can be settled down by any lawyer.

”I don't worry about the Immigration Department, if you like.” My face is calm and indifferent,”I want to call my lawyer. This is my right!”

”I'll let you call.” He sits down and throws a folder board into the table, deliberately lighting the holster stock in his ribs.

”Boy. Don't think you have a hard mouth, we just can't help it!” He looks at me and says, ”You really don't want to talk? What is your relationship with 8? Did you smuggle in? Who's on board with you? How many? Where are they?”

I just look at him and laugh.

He's annoying by my laugh, standing up violently, and rushing to kick me on the chest. I only feel a sharp pain, and the whole body turns back with the chair. He comes and want to beat me again. I lay on the ground, grit my teeth and shout, ”Come on! Come and beat me! I'll ask the lawyer to take me to the wound test in a minute! Let's see who will die first between you and me!”

This word makes him hesitate for a moment. He licks his lips and says: ”I won't hit you.”

Then he calls in two policemen. They close the door, turn on the air conditioner, turn it into refrigeration mood, and lower the temperature.

Damn it, it's spring now and still very cold in Canada. Then don't know where they get a bucket of ice water and pour me through together.

At this time, the outdoor temperature is only a few degrees, and they also turn on the air conditioner in the room. My clothes are all wet, and I'm handcuffed under the air vent, shivering with cold.

”Guess, boy, what would it be like if I handcuffed you here day and night?” This guy wants to keep scaring me.

Although I'm shivering with cold, I still reluctantly laugh, look at him and say coldly, ”Then tomorrow you will be charged with murder by my lawyer!”

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I laugh bitterly in my heart. I used this method to deal with those little messes before. I never imagine that I'll taste it myself here today.

After that, there still be the electric shock. Instead of hitting me directly with the electric baton, they put some damp towels on my body first.