"Haha, the police are here. Let's see how you're going to continue with your lies, you liar. Go tell the police your Grim Reaper story!" Carter looked at Ye Xuan and laughed when he heard the noise coming from outside the room. He then strode toward the door.
The others saw Carter's actions, and their expressions changed. They all looked at Ye Xuan, wanting to see how he would handle the situation.
In fact, most of these people were hoping to get lucky. After all, this kind of thing was too strange and bizarre. Even with Sam and Molly as witnesses, they still thought that perhaps Ye Xuan had hired them to put on an act.
Looking at these people's gazes and expressions, Ye Xuan did not do anything. Expressionlessly, he watched as Carter opened the door for the police. However, a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth. Since this is your choice, let your lives prove it to me!
…
Twenty minutes later, Ye Xuan was brought to the Brooklyn, New York, police station by the police.
The layout of the American police station was similar to what one would see on TV. As the swindler accused by Carter, Ye Xuan was handcuffed and brought in by the police.
Ye Xuan did not resist the police's arrest this time. After all, he did not really commit a big crime this time. It was just a suspicion. He could just treat it as a vacation in prison for two days.
After being brought into an interrogation room by a black police officer, the black police crudely handcuffed him to a chair, then ignored him and walked straight out.
After a while, the door of the police station suddenly opened. The people who came in were not the police, but the two f * cking agents Wenner and Cyric that he had met at JFK Airport yesterday.
"Hello, Mr. Ye. I didn't expect to see you again so soon!" Wenner and Cyric sneered at Ye Xuan as soon as they entered.
"Hello, Mr. Ye. Do f * cking agents have so much free time? A small case like mine actually alarmed f * cking agents? " Ye Xuan did not know that the "illusion" he had used on the two had been seen through. He sat on the chair and looked at the two with a faint smile.
"No, no. No! This is not a small case! " Wenner was still standing by the table. Then his partner leaned forward and stared at Ye Xuan, trying to create a sense of oppression. "More than 180 people were killed in the explosion at JFK Airport. You survived the scene. Yesterday, in the wee hours of Brooklyn, there was a truck accident on Ruhr Street. Eight people were killed and injured. You were also at the scene. "
Ye Xuan didn't seem to feel the pressure that the dark-skinned agent was trying to create. Hearing his words, Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly. "And then? What does this have to do with me?"
"What does that have to do with you?" Cyric slammed the file in his hand onto the table and shouted, "Tell me the truth! Who the hell are you? Which country do you belong to? Which organization is he working for? What is his purpose other than the bombing at JFK Airport? "
"Tsk tsk! Is this how you f * cking judge a case? " In response to Cyric's roar, Ye Xuan pursed his lips and glanced sideways at Wenner, shaking his head. "To be honest, I'm a little disappointed."
"You …"
"Alright, Cyric, stop. I'll ask him." Wenner, who hadn't spoken since entering the room, suddenly spoke. He walked forward and looked down at Ye Xuan with a serious expression. "Mr. Ye, we suspect that you are related to the bombing of Flight 180 at JFK Airport. Please cooperate with our investigation."
"I'm still not cooperating, Agent Wenner?" Agent Wenner? "Ye Xuan raised his hands that were cuffed to the chair and sneered.
"Very well, then let me ask you again. Why did you get off the plane?" Wenner asked.
Ye Xuan pursed his lips. "I think I've already answered this question yesterday. I just believed in my intuition."
"Was it really your intuition?" Wenner placed his hands on the table and looked at Ye Xuan. "Wasn't it because you hypnotized Alex before boarding the plane?"
Hearing Wenner's words, Ye Xuan couldn't help but be stunned. "What do you mean? When did I hypnotize Alex? "
"Mr. Ye Xuan, there's no need to deny it. When you were at the airport yesterday, did you really think that we were hypnotized by you?" Wenner suddenly stared at Ye Xuan.
Looking at Wenner's half-smiling face, Ye Xuan's pupils abruptly shrank. A hint of horror flashed across his face, which had been calm ever since he entered the room. What does this mean? The illusion I used on these two at JFK Airport yesterday didn't work on them?
Seeing a trace of horror flash across Ye Xuan's face, Wenner's eyes also flashed with a hint of pride.
Although Wenner's proud look was only fleeting, Ye Xuan noticed it.
No, I must have hypnotized them with the illusion. I just don't know how they discovered it. Now they're trying to trick me. It seems that I was indeed careless.
After figuring out the whole thing, Ye Xuan's face became calm again. "What do you mean, Agent Wenner? What do you mean by being hypnotized by me at the airport?"
Originally, when he saw the panic on Ye Xuan's face, Wenner thought that he had succeeded. He didn't expect Ye Xuan to quickly regain his composure. He couldn't help but frown. "You don't have to pretend anymore, Ye Xuan. We all know what you did at JFK Airport."
Seeing that Wenner was speaking in a tough manner, Ye Xuan said calmly, "What did I do at the airport? Oh, I remember. I said those words on the plane and saved seven or eight more people. Is this the evidence you found of my crime? It seems that I need to find a lawyer to teach me American law. It turns out that saving people is a crime in the United States? "
As he sat steadily in the chair, he argued with the two f * cking agents. There was no criminal record of Ye Xuan in this world, so even if the two f * cking agents were suspicious, there was no evidence, and they couldn't do anything.
After arguing for more than half an hour, the two still didn't get any evidence from Ye Xuan's mouth. However, because he was also involved in fraud, the police put him in a detention center cell.
The public security in the United States was not as good as it was shown in some movies. In Brooklyn alone, there were at least hundreds of fights every day. Although the prison was not like a prison, the people inside were also street gangsters, thieves, robbers, and so on.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect a yellow-skinned monkey to come in this time." Seeing Ye Xuan come in, the people who were originally staying in the prison all had a cruel smile on their faces. One of them, a white bald man with tattoos, looked at Ye Xuan and shouted, "The new yellow-skinned monkey, kneel down and learn to call me a fierce monkey!"
When the others heard the white bald man's laughter, they all crossed their arms and looked like they were watching a good show.
Although Ye Xuan had never been to prison, he had also heard that there was a very serious phenomenon of bullying the weak in prison. He didn't expect to see it this time.
“shit！” Seeing that Ye Xuan didn't care about him and just stood on the ground and looked at him expressionlessly, and then felt the sarcastic gaze of his "roommate" next to him, the bald man suddenly became angry. He scolded and strode forward. He directly waved his hand like a cattail leaf fan and slapped Ye Xuan's head.
Looking at the big palm, a cold light flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes. He stretched out his right leg and directly kicked the bald man's body at lightning speed.
The bald man directly flew back a few meters like a rag doll and directly hit the wall. With a bang, the whole cell seemed to shake, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
The other people in the cell looked at the bald man who couldn't get up and then looked at Ye Xuan. Their eyes were full of fear. They couldn't help but secretly click their tongues in their hearts. "What kind of f * cking monster came this time? He kicked a 200-pound guy and sent him flying with one kick?"
In fact, they didn't know that this was because Ye Xuan's foot was lenient. Otherwise, the bald man wouldn't even be alive.
Looking at the frightened expression on the faces of these "roommates", Ye Xuan suddenly stamped his foot. With a muffled sound, a half-inch deep footprint suddenly appeared on the cement floor. The cracks around the footprint spread like a spider web. It looked shocking. "From now on, I am the boss here. Do you have any objections?"
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