Chapter 473: Chapter 473

###Chapter 470 Whose Conspiracy - Part 2

If I couldn't explain what they found in my bag last night. I couldn't accept the test results that were suddenly told me today.

This incident made me vaguely guess that some of it were not as simple as I thought.

The policewoman frowned. "Miss Ivelle, you don't need a lawyer to defend you yet. We are still observing you."

"Since it is just an observation; can I contact my family and inform them of my safety during this period of time?" I opened my mouth and looked at the policewoman. My face became serious.

She paused for a moment and said, "The theory is fine, but your situation is special. We don't need you to inform your family for the time being, which is for your own sake."

"I don't need you to think about me. I need to tell my family that it has nothing to do with whether you need it or not. I try my best to protect my rights and interests when I go through the judicial process, all right?" It was impossible to prohibit the notification of family members.

I haven't stayed stay in A City for a long time, and I didn't spend more than a month in bits and pieces, and I didn't mention my past to almost everyone.

Mr. Norris the only one who was relatively familiar with me. Who dug such a big hole for me?

Seeing that I insisted on contacting my family, the policeman nodded, but instead of giving me my phone, he told me to go back to the room I stayed in last night.

It was said that a policeman would come and contact me later, and I stayed in my room for about ten minutes.

The door was opened, and in came a policewoman with a plate in her hand.

She took a look at me and said, "This is breakfast." With that, she put mashed potatoes and beef on my table.

After a pause, she said, "After contacting your family, I hope you can give it to me immediately. This is my job. I hope you won't embarrass me."

I froze for a moment. I was a little stunned when they gave me the phone so readily.

But I didn't think much about it, but as a result, I dialed Mr. Norris on my cell phone. Right now, he was the only person I can get in touch with within City A.

The phone rang a few times before it was connected, and the person on the other end of the voice phone didn't seem to up yet. "Ivelle?"

I nodded. "Mr. Norris, I was taken away by the police. Could you help me find a lawyer?"

He was obviously stupefied. "Why were you suddenly taken away? What was the reason?"

"I don't know for the time being. Please contact the lawyer for me."

After he had agreed on the other end of the line, I hung up the call.

The policewoman looked at me, slapped her mouth, took her phone back, looked at me, and said, "All right, eat something. If you have no problem, the police will not accuse you unjustly for no reason."

I pursed my lips and did not answer her. From last night up to this moment, it all seemed normal. But because it was normal, a lot of normal seemed more abnormal in certain circumstances.

The policewoman left and locked the door again.

I sat on the bed, looked at the mashed potato on the table, hesitated for a moment to eat it, and now I can only keep my strength.

I ate the mashed potato, probably because I didn't sleep last night so that I was a little sleepy.

It wasn't long before I lay drowsy in bed, sleeping, and noticed that someone seemed to inject something into me.

I was vigilant and tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't.

I feel the pain in my arm vaguely, but I can't wake up.

After a long time, I was awake in a trance, instinctively looking at the arm, blood vessels, there is slight cyanosis, was the trace of pinholes.

Without waiting for me to think about it, the door was opened, and two policewomen came in, looked at me, and said, "Miss Ivelle, please come with us."

I frowned and looked at the two of them. "Excuse me, what time is it?"

"Five o'clock in the afternoon!" The policewoman opened her mouth, looked at me, and said, "Miss Ivelle, let's go!"

There were still six hours to go before the detention time.

Following two policewomen out of the room, I was still taken to the previous interrogation room.

The difference this time was that there was a doctor in a white coat who looked about forty years old.

When I sat down, the policewoman looked at me and said, "Miss Ivelle, because yesterday's blood test results showed that you were suspected of taking drugs, we will take you for a comprehensive examination. I hope you can cooperate with us."

I pursed my lips and instead of answering her question directly, I said, "I'd like to ask, is my lawyer here yet?"

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Miss Ivelle, we haven't been informed of your lawyer. You need to cooperate with us for the examination now."

If I don't agree, it will cause more unnecessary trouble.

I nodded, got up, and followed the doctor in a white coat.

The blood and urine tests were fine, but in the end, the doctor mentioned the need for a private examination.

I frowned and refused. "As a normal person, I can agree with blood sampling and other tests, but why just test the poison and solubility of the product? You need to use a private test."

The doctor called the police, and the policewoman said, "Miss Ivelle, please cooperate. We have detected HIV on the syringe in your bag. We suspect that you are infected, so you need to be examined!"

I suddenly sank my face, and there was no way to accept their bottomless request.

"Sorry, I have the right to refuse your test. I suspect that you are not investigating the case at all, but are deliberately framing it." I sank and looked coldly at the people in the examination room.

"The HIV can be detected through a blood test," he continued with a heavy face. "Now that you have taken blood, it means you can test it, and now you can add a private test, which was obviously superfluous. Such an unreasonable request, I need to contact my lawyer."

The policewoman looked at me, her face had sunk, her face was very bad, "Miss Ivelle, you'd better cooperate with us, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

"Oh!" I sneered, but I didn't continue to pretend to be gentle. "I don't know what the consequences are, but what you are doing now is no longer a normal procedure at all. I have the right to refuse and defend my rights."

It has been five or six hours since this morning, and if I had been a little more stupid, I might not have noticed anything unusual.

But I was not hopelessly stupid. Although Mr. Norris was not as knowledgeable as he used to be, it is not a big problem to find one or two lawyers.

But after a few hours, I still didn't do anything, so there was something wrong with me.

Now it seemed that it was impossible to count on him, but in City A, I live alone, and it was even more difficult for me to find someone to ask for help.

Looking at the policewoman, I opened my mouth and asked again, "I need to contact my family right now."