MTL - Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin-Chapter 263 Perfect New World (27)

When being taken away by police, Zhu Shoucheng could barely maintain calm, forcibly suppressed the fear of being put on his wrists by icy handcuffs, and even followed the instructions in the travel manual to face the videos and pictures asking him about injuries to young children on his computer. When the police came, he said that he would not say a word until his lawyer came.

He heard that the United States is a country that pays attention to evidence. They haven't caught their current status. As long as they don't recognize it, they haven't recruited.

When detained at the police station, some police officers asked Zhu Shoucheng rudely if there were anyone who could pay him bail. If so, he might be able to walk the dog tonight without having to spend the night in prison. Already.

Facing the orange telephone, Zhu Shoucheng swallowed straight.

In the United States, his only relative is his son.

But those videos and photos, he really did not have the courage to let his son see, because he could not guarantee that his son still remembers the faces of those children.

Before hesitating, the policeman was impatient: "Do you have anyone to contact?"

Zhu Shoucheng asked: "How much is the bail?"

"It depends." The police were extremely polite to him. "Just one hundred thousand dollars according to your judgment of possible harm to society."

"... 100,000?"

Zhu Shoucheng was shocked.

Even after learning English, his Chinese thinking was still deeply ingrained. When encountering such a thing, he instinctively began to move out of the way, questioning the other party's motivation: "You have no reason to suspect me first, and infringe on my privacy. This is a blackmail Extortion, I want to contact the embassy ... "

The other side didn't take his stubble at all: "Can someone bail you."

That being said, Zhu Shoucheng dare not even contact his son, how dare he contact the embassy easily.

He was still flustered and his hands were shaking so hard that he couldn't think of a good excuse to come by.

He thought, it ’s better to calm down first. After a few hours, my son will be off work. He will soon find that he is missing. Then he will come to him. He cleared his thoughts in these hours and interviewed him. The effect Might be better than over the phone.

With this in mind, Zhu Shoucheng replied: "For the time being ... no."

The opposite policeman sneered unabashedly, signed a list and handed him over to another policeman.

Regarding such a bad attitude, Zhu Shoucheng was furious and could not speak, so he secretly remembered his sirens, and immediately complained to him when he was ready to go out.

He was first taken into a temporary detention room, a boxy concrete cubicle, with an iron fence on one side, and the other three walls of cement were not evenly spread and burred. Except for an iron toilet, a water-soaking sink, and a standard-size iron bed, there is nothing.

Today is cloudy. Even at noon, the deep autumn wind still blows Zhu Shoucheng's back and cold, wrapped in a quilt with a disinfectant smell. Looking at a fat policewoman dozing outside, his heart surfaced. Uneasy and panic, it is useless to force yourself to calm down and think repeatedly.

The cold handcuffs were still handcuffed to his wrist, reminding him of its existence all the time.

For Zhu Shoucheng, this is a great insult.

The handcuffs made him unable to think at all. Zhu Shoucheng curled up on the bed, and even couldn't help his irritable thoughts about smashing it. The grievances in his heart swelled up, and his thoughts that finally became complete were rushed to 70. Happily.

Soon, someone came and pointed at him and muttered a string of words in American dialect, listening to what seemed to mean taking him to "jail".

According to Zhu Shoucheng's English level, it can only be translated into "prison", which does not distinguish the word from "prison".

He heard about the unbelievable marksmanship of the six relatives of the US police, knowing that they couldn't be too offended, so he had to follow, Qing waited for his son to find something wrong, and then picked him up.

But Zhu Shoucheng felt more and more wrong as he walked away.

He was led to a special place, took prisoner's clothes, towels, and matching shoes.

... how does this seem to mean that he wants to live here long? !!

While holding a washbasin and being pushed into a collective cell where six people were imprisoned, Zhu Shoucheng was perplexed by the gloomy eyes cast from the narrow place instantly.

He stepped in, pretending to be calm, shrunk in the only empty bed, and typed the draft, intending to find a reason for the existence of those things in the computer, without even feeling that the prison guard had brought such a little sympathy to him with contempt. attitude.

Before the door was closed, a short boy came to the door with his prisoner's clothes and dragged his slippers. He asked the prison guard a few words in Mexican language, followed closely, and looked back at Zhu Shoucheng's eyes changed.

The iron gate slammed shut.

Zhu Shoucheng felt that the atmosphere in the small room was weird. The Mexican boy used his hands and feet to put one of them on the floor and whispered something to the person wrapped in the quilt.

Zhu Shoucheng pretended not to see it, and didn't want to cause trouble. Whoever thought that he had just settled down, a tall cloud fell silently to his side.

When Zhu Shoucheng looked up, he was startled.

Zhu Shoucheng was already tall, but the white man with that horse face didn't know what he ate, it was half as tall as him.

He was full of superficial suffocation, and seemed uneasy about being locked up. Obviously, he was a perpetrator who deliberately committed a small thing so that he could run to jail to eat and drink: "Sir, what are you doing? Locked in? "

Zhu Shoucheng said briefly: "A misunderstanding."

The homeless man was entangled, rejected by Zhu Shoucheng, and still came up without a face: "Tell me, or it will be boring."

Zhu Shoucheng was disgusted with the taste in his mouth and perfunctoryly said, "Nothing to say, they searched my home and found some contraband ... I didn't mean it on purpose."

The tramp made a hot action and motioned to him: "Ah?"

Zhu Shoucheng was anxious to get rid of him: "It's not drug abuse, it's ... the computer."

The tramp suddenly realized: "Oh, I guess, you have entered a website that should not be entered."

During the talk, the person who just fell on the bed and listened to the Mexican boy turned up and sat up. He was also a Mexican look. His moustache on his chin was messy like weeds, and he looked like a senior hooligan.

He rubbed the **** around the corner of his eye, and crushed the **** at his fingertips: "Guys, have fun. A pedophile."

Zhu Shoucheng injected a lead into his heart, plunged down, and made his cavity hurt: "I ... I am not!"

He saw that the situation was wrong, and naturally did not expect to use the word "love" to persuade them.

He stiffened his neck and tried to explain, "I'm not, you misunderstood."

The Mexican teenager said in lame English: "We have inquired, you have a lot of photos of Asian children undressed in your computer. You ca n’t find the source. It ’s very likely that you took it yourself, and you were a teacher before. . "

Zhu Shoucheng's cold sweat brushed off.

These people are indeed regular prisoners, and they are familiar with that prison guard!

Just now, the boy was asking the prison guard about the situation ...

The bearded man stretched his waist lazily, and lay sideways: "Entertain him well. Whoever behaves well, I will reward him when I go out."

Before Zhu Shoucheng reacted to who was the boss in this prison, the white horse-faced man next to him suddenly turned his face, grabbed his hair, and slammed into the wall.

Zhu Shoucheng's head was buzzed with a buzzing sound. Stars fluttered in front of him, and before long he felt the heat flowing from his hair.

He thought it was just bad luck for himself, and met an unreasonable king bastard, even if he was beaten twice.

However, when he doubled up and found that his pants were torn off, Zhu Shoucheng finally fell into a state of collapse, so that he forgot where it was, and hissed in Chinese: "What are you doing ?! You This is illegal !! "

Several people looked at each other.

They don't understand.

In their opinion, this old man is an old pervert. I don't know if it is Japanese or Korean. Anyway, Asians look like them anyway.

They only know that in their knowledge, pedophilia in prison is the bottom of all prisoners, it is garbage, and it can be repaired casually.

Seeing the Mexican boy **** a mop stick in the corner, Zhu Shoucheng split his liver and gallbladder. I don't know where the power came from, but he broke the imprisonment of the horse's face, fell on the door, desperately cut the door, and hissed exhausted: Come on! The police! Do you care? You-- ah! "

He was stabbed back and pressed **** the bed, a face squeezed into the shape of the bed rail.

Not far away, the two prison guards vaguely heard Zhu Shoucheng's howl as if killing a pig.

They stared at each other, their faces accustomed to.

"They're conditioning newcomers again."

"Let them go."

They shrugged indifferently, and continued to register again.

...

The other end.

When Zhu Shoucheng's son-in-law returned home, he found that his father was not at home and was unconscious. He thought he had gone out and walked until he found that Zhu Shoucheng's mobile phone was at home, and then panicked.

This man is unfamiliar, what should he do if he runs away?

Zhu Shoucheng's son contacted the local police, but instead was informed of his father's affairs.

When he heard Zhu Shoucheng's reason for his arrest, Zhu Shoucheng's son thought it was a funny joke.

But when the other party ignored their doubts and asked them coldly whether they needed to bail Zhu Shoucheng, both the couple stayed still.

After taking the phone call, it took him exactly three minutes to fall down on the sofa, and Zhu Shoucheng's son was still unable to digest the fact, but after he was in a daze, he immediately took what he thought was the most correct way.

He picked up his suit: "I went to the police station to bail out my dad."

However, his wife Amé, who usually praises his father in every way, is uncharacteristically: "You wait first, let's talk about this."

The son hurried, "Come back to talk!"

Amei pulled him: "You sit down for me! Keep your head clear! Your dad now ... can't rush out!"

Zhu Shoucheng's son was going crazy and shouted, "He is my dad! How can I make him suffer in prison?"

Amei did the same, and shouted back: "I know that it is your dad! But what about you! Career is unnecessary? You have just arrived in the United States and your career has just started. If it is known that you have such a **** dad, you He also spent a huge amount of bail to bail him, and litigated his case. Would you like your career? "

The son confessed: "My dad isn't ... he's impossible, he's a good guy, there must be some misunderstanding--"

Amei: "Don't be stupid! People said that your dad first logged in to a child **** website, downloaded pictures, left the case with the police, and watched the child next door. They came to his house. As a result, he came to his computer. Here, I found out what his "teaching plan" was, and also found photos of naked children ... That computer was brought by your dad from China, baby-like, I thought there was something important in it, I didn't expect- "

The son insisted: "My dad is really not that kind of person! He raised me all by himself. He is not easy ..."

"You went out to work early, do you know what he is! Do you really know him?" Amei had a lingering fear. "Your dad used to say that he would come to the United States to bring me a child. Now I think about it. Sweating ... You can calm down first, let's discuss it and see if there is a more appropriate way to deal with this ... "

But no matter how his wife discouraged him, his son rushed to the place where Zhu Shoucheng was taken overnight, and wanted to pay bail and release his father.

When he heard the amount of bail, both his son and Amei were stuck in place.

... $ 150,000.

This simply means that the crime is too serious and there is no intention to release the family to bail!

When he heard this number, Amei was slightly relieved.

They have just arrived in the United States. After buying the house in full, the account deposit that can be called immediately is less than 100,000 US dollars, and they can never afford such a high bail.

However, what she never expected was that when her son listened to this amount, he picked up his cell phone and had to borrow money from colleagues.

Amei depressed his cell phone: "Are you sick !?"

The son's tears burst out, and the appearance of the business elite swept away, grasping his hair: "My dad pulled me by one hand, I can't let him suffer in prison!"

Amei still held his hand and refused to let go.

The son tried his best to persuade her: "As long as Dad comes out well, goes to court, and solves the problem, the money can come back! If you don't agree to borrow money, we will temporarily let the house out ..."

Amei heard that she was so desperate that she slammed her husband's face with a bag, and the diamond-shaped zipper pushed her husband's face out of her blood, leaving her with negative energy.

Standing in the night and blowing a cold wind, Amei gradually calmed down, took out her phone from her bag, and called her the best girlfriend in China.

"Sister, it's me." Amei turned to look at the lighted police station. "Are you busy? Something might bother you. My father-in-law came to the United States some time ago. He always said that he would do more. For a few years now, I suddenly said that the school wants him to retire to the second line ... I feel a bit weird. If you are convenient, can you help me find out, is there something wrong with him in China? "