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Come With Me novel Chapter 68

There was a buzz in my head at that time, and I felt like an escaped prisoner had been caught by the police.

As soon as the shooting ended, most of the people hadn't left. The noise of removing the devices had become very quiet at this moment.

After a day, I became the focus of these people's eyes again, but both are shameful.

"Sir, is there any misunderstanding? You've asked the wrong person. Look at her. How could she hurt someone on purpose? "

The policeman was very polite to Rogelio and said, "We just follow the law. We must investigate if anyone reported a case to the police. If Miss Jasmine is innocent, she will naturally be fine. Please cooperate with us."

I didn't dare to look up at him. I couldn't imagine what he would think of me or look at me.

Fortunately, I am not handcuffed, which makes me feel that I still have a little dignity.

I was taken to the police car and the police interrogated me in a way of chatting.

"Do you know who sue you?"

They just said that I hurt someone on purpose. No matter what, all I thought of was the quarrel with Dylan last night. But I didn't expect that the scum would call the police.

"Is it Dylan?"

"It seems that you know it! Why did you hit him?"

"A bad guy! He brought another woman home and went behind his girlfriend's back! That's abnormal to be hit? Besides, he hit us, too. "

The two policemen exchanged a glance with each other.

"Then who started the fight?"

I was nervous at that time. If I tell the truth and say that Xenia moved his hand first, I am afraid it is not good to excuse. If I lie, I don't know what happened to Xenia. In case she admits it truthfully, I will be charged with a false confession.

"Sir, are you starting a formal investigation now? Can I keep silent for a while? "

The two policemen looked at each other and smiled. They didn't ask me more questions.

When I got to the police office, I saw Xenia bending over the desk with her head down.

Dylan came here with the woman yesterday. However, when I saw her face, I couldn't help but swallow.

Her face was black and blue. It was not exaggerate to say that she was not badly injured, but it was also not exaggerate to say that her face had been half swollen like a pig's head.

I didn't know why, but I really want to laugh when I see the woman's face. And I couldn't help it. Because the police are here, I have to hold it back.

But the soft laughter was still heard by everyone in this room.

With her head down, Xenia couldn't help but burst into laughter, too.

It turned out that she was holding back laughter instead of feeling scared.

She turned around and saw me. Winking at me, she said with a smile, "Here you are. Did I interrupt your work? "

I sat down next to Xenia. "The shooting has just finished. If the policemen come a little later, it would be better to as the people present can leave."

"Sorry for disturbing you."

"Nothing."

I looked up at the woman who was pulling her scarf to hide her embarrassment.

"You two, look. Is this the person you are accusing?"

The woman exclaimed excitedly, "yes, they are the two women. Sir, they are the two women. Look at them. These two crazy women beat me. I was disfigured by them."

Xenia rolled her eyes at the woman. She muttered, "if you were disfigured, that would be fine."

I poked her with my elbow to stop her from talking.

Xenia curled her lips.

"Why did you hit her?"

"Sir, I didn't do anything wrong. They started the fight. Jasmine and I were completely defending ourselves. There is a man among them. It's asking for trouble to fight with them."

Dylan stood up and said, "Sir, she was telling a lie. She did it first. Look at the wounds on both of them, and then look at us."

After saying that, Dylan rolled up his sleeves, revealing the two rows of teeth marks on his arm, and pointed at me, "this is what she did."

When I saw the blood streak on Dylan's arm, I lowered my head and closed my eyes, not daring to look straight at him anymore.

I never thought that I would be so mean.

"You deserve it."

Xenia still couldn't help talking fast.

A policeman who was recording asked both of us, "is that true?"

"Of course not. He slapped us first."

"You kept saying that they hit you. What about your injuries?"

Xenia looked down at her body, but couldn't remember whether there was any injury.

She brushed her hair. She showed the police her face. "He also slapped me yesterday. Look at my face, is it swollen?"

The two policemen glanced at Xenia and shook their heads.

Xenia looked at me in a hurry and I shook my head helplessly. "She was really slapped in the face. It's just swelling up overnight."

I tried to explain.

But no one seemed to believe it.

Xenia thought that we were going to be convicted. She simply stood up on striking table and pointed to Dylan's nose. "Yes. I hit you. What's the matter? You bad man cheated on me and I couldn't fight back? Do I have to let an asshole like you do whatever you want? Shouldn't I teach you a lesson for the society? "

Dylan stood up in anger and asked, "who did you say was an asshole?"

"You know who is."

"Sir, did you hear that? She admitted that she hit us,"

Another voice came from behind, "Sit down, please. Where do you think here is?"

The policeman behind me is none other than Vann.

I said I wouldn't see him again. I didn't expect to see him so soon.

I turned my head to not look at him as if I didn't know him at all.

Vann took the pen in the hand of the policeman who was making a record. "Let me do it."

The policeman gave way to Vann and left the interrogation room perhaps because he was too lazy to watch the farce.

Vann looked down at the record and pretended that he didn't know me. He said, "Each of you is making your own statement. Then I ask you one question: did you have witnesses? Who saw you fight first? "

"Sir, we didn't do anything to them first. It's all self-defense."

Regardless of what Xenia said, Vann looked at me and asked, "Really? Is she telling the truth? "

At this moment, I had no choice but to talk to Vann in order to get both Xenia and I out of the trouble.

"The neighbors can testify for us. If they didn't stop us, we would have been badly beaten by Dylan. They all saw that I was beaten by Dylan, and I couldn't resist. If you don't believe me, you can investigate it. You will know it after asking."

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