Chapter 472: Chapter 472
###Chapter 469 Whose Plot - Part 1
Many people have changed their clothes, and people who took baths in the bath area have also washed their bubble and changed into clothes.
But even so, some of the women were not dressed when the police came in.
Luckily, the policemen who came in were all women. About a dozen policewomen came in and called out all the people in the dressing room to stand by.
Then others began to open the dressing room one by one with the help of the waiter, because the guests were watching, which was not an invasion of privacy.
Because of the sudden arrival of the police, many people began to complain and began to search other people's cabinets when they saw that the police were unknown.
Someone said, "What's wrong with you cops? Even if you question a prisoner, you have to tell the prisoner what crime he has committed before you start the code trial. Don't you think it's impolite to rush in like this and start searching other people's things without saying a word?"
The leading policewoman took a look, and the woman who opened her mouth, with grim eyes, said, "Sorry, everyone, we are also impartial, and our work needs to be searched secretly. I hope you will understand."
The woman was so frustrated that she could not say a word, snorted coldly, clasped her hands, and said, "Take the chicken feathers as an arrow."
Fortunately, the policewoman seemed to be used to this kind of person but took a faint glance, and then paid attention to the search.
Half an hour later, the policewomen who searched came and made a report, saying that they had not found anything.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief because the policemen came all of a sudden and did not specify what was being searched.
On the contrary, many people were so frightened that they breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the reports of several policewomen who had been searched.
Several policewomen did not give a report, and the leading woman stood in place and waited.
Fifteen minutes later, they all came to report one after another, and they were almost done.
I didn't want a policewoman to suddenly say, "Team, come and have a look."
The policewoman who was called was the leading policewoman. When she heard that, the policewoman walked over, and for a moment the nerves of the people in the bathroom were tense.
Looking at the place where something was searched, I couldn't help but frown. The cabinet that was opened was mine.
The policewoman turned around but took out the bag I was carrying when I came.
He turned to the crowd and said, "Whose bag was this?"
As soon as she opened her mouth, the atmosphere in the whole bathroom became tense, and some timid people in the crowd began to whisper, "What on earth are they looking for?"
No one answered, and seeing that there was no one to respond, the policewoman opened her mouth again, "I'll ask you again, whose was this?"
"Mine!" I opened my mouth, stood out from the crowd, and looked at the policewoman with doubts in my heart.
For a time, all the eyes looked at me, confused or somewhat disgusted, but I felt that it was my relationship that disturbed everyone in the environment they were supposed to enjoy.
"Miss, come with me!" The policewoman handed my bag to the policewoman standing next to her, looked at me, and demanded.
I looked at her and paused. "I want to know, what crime have I committed?"
She frowned, but instead of talking directly, she said, "Sorry, we're still investigating. You need to come with us."
Since it was not suitable to say it directly in front of the public, I nodded and cooperated because I thought the matter was serious.
I changed my clothes and went out of the bathroom with some policewomen.
There were a lot of people standing in the hall, suits, and ties, anxious and frightened, and they all looked like people from the hotel.
Come to think of it, the hotel used to have a good business, but it was overcrowded every day, but now it is suddenly searched by the police, and if it gets out, the business will be affected.
After doing the handover work, the policewoman took me into the police car. I was honored that after living for more than 30 years, I was able to get on the police car for the first time.
We arrived at the police station!
They took me to the interrogation room, leaving only a policewoman to sit face to face with me.
It looked like I was going to be interrogated.
For a moment, the policewoman in front of me opened her notebook and looked at me, and said, "Ivelle, right?"
They took away my ID card just now.
I nodded. "Yes!"
She gave a hum and began, "Miss Ivelle, we found a 59g blue, crystal powder and a complete set of injection syringes in your bag. Next, I hope our conversation and your answers to my questions are true and reliable."
I can't help but frown, blue, crystal? Why was that and an injection syringe in my bag?
Looking at the policewoman who sat opposite me, I nodded. I couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment.
Seeing that I was quite cooperative, the policewoman said, "According to our current judgment, you may have taken the drugs, but we are not sure, so we will take your blood for examination. In addition, you need to stay here for 24 hours, so that we can accurately judge the case."
I frowned, was it concluded that I was addicted to drugs?
I opened my mouth, and my mood was stable. "Officer, I can assure you that I have not been exposed to any poison, product, blue, crystal. I don't know why it was in my bag. I have to go to work tomorrow. Can you let me go back first?"
The policewoman shook her head, looked at me, and said, "What is the specific situation? We still need to take it over. We will use your present words as a reference."
With that, I was taken into an airtight room and the door was closed.
There was only one bed in the room, and there was nothing else, which was extraordinarily empty.
All my things have been taken away and left here. All I can do was wait. There was no one to call for help.
It was not until the next day that a policeman opened the door, looked at me, and said, "Miss Ivelle, please go with us."
Then I was taken back to the interrogation room, the same policeman from yesterday, who looked at me and frowned.
Look at me and say, "Miss Ivelle, we found blue and crystal in your blood test yesterday."
"Impossible!" Almost in an instant, I retorted, "I never touch that thing. I don't even know how to use it. How can I use it?"
At the thought of injecting, I pulled up my sleeve and looked at her, and said, "If you look carefully, you would see a real drug addict's arms and body, which I don't have any pinholes at all. How can I smoke drugs?"
Seeing my sudden emotional riot, she looked at me, raised her hand and motioned to me to sit down, and looked at me and said, "Miss Ivelle, don't get excited. We just detected it in your blood, and then you need to stay here for 24 hours. We will continue to observe your personal situation."
"I need a lawyer!" Not to mention that I have not touched blue, crystal, which was inexplicably detected in the blood, this was enough to make people suspect.