Manual of Space-Time Interference

A majestic voice came from the mouth of the alley, which also paralyzed the dialect. At that moment, he really felt death.

"Officer Zhang, how can I do this? I'm joking with this brother. Look at my knife. It's made of plastic. Can this thing hurt people?"

When Huang Pizi heard the sound, his body trembled and said with a smile to the police officer who walked in at the entrance of the alley. Obviously, the police officer left a deep impression on Huang Pizi.

This black eldest brother is a movie star!

Dialect's rapid breathing slowed down, looking at the yellow-skinned man who was different from the other and thinking, at the same time, he also laughed at himself, he still had the mood to think about these things, and his heart was big enough.

"Okay, let's talk to the police station about anything, little brother, are you alright?"

Officer Zhang, formerly known as Zhang Tie, is the deputy chief of the Yingtian Police Station and a policeman who is deeply loved by the people nearby. He is in charge of the security of Jinghua University.

Zhang Tie walked over to Fang Yan, helped Diao Yan spread out on the ground, and saw the saber on the side.

"Officer, I'm fine." Fang Yan picked up his backpack, glanced at the saber on the ground, looked at Zhang Tie and replied, "Can I not go to the police station, there is still something in the school, I'm rushing back."

Zhang Tie looked at the indifferent yellow-skinned man on the side, then looked at the dialect, and the real saber on the ground. Judging from his 20 years of police experience, this matter seemed to be more than just coercion. There should be other hidden meanings.

"Students, don't worry. If you have something to hide, let's go to the police station and tell us. You have to believe that our people's police are just, for the people, and in the name of the people."

Zhang Tie said, and gave Huang Pizi a special look.

"I really don't need it, police officer, I..." Fang Yan said in a panic, and this expression made Zhang Tie firm his thoughts.

"Let's go, it's alright, the black people can't make any waves." Zhang Tie pulled the dialect and walked towards his police car, turned his head and shouted at the black yellow-skinned man who was still standing there:

"Huangpizi, do you want me to invite you?"

The dialect being pulled by Zhang Tie has no love, so the concubine really can't go...

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"Classmate, what's your name?"

Zhang Tie took a cup of hot water from the water dispenser and put it in front of Dialect.

"Dialect, the square of the square, the language that makes sense." Dialect picked up the water and took a sip, his eyes flickering.

"Little Li, bring me my tablet."

Zhang Tie called out to a young police officer, looked at Dialect and said, "Student Dialect, you have to trust our people's police, and we will give you a trial for real crimes."

When Dialect heard this, he could only drink water slowly to hide his panic.

"Brother Zhang, the tablet is here, and the page is already open."

"Dialect." Zhang Tie fiddled with the tablet for a while, and his brows began to wrinkle.

"Classmate, show me your ID card, or a communication watch." Zhang Tie looked at the dialect and said with a huge pressure in his eyes. This is a skill from many years of interrogation experience.

"No, it's all lost, left in the wild."

"Classmate, you'd better tell the truth." Zhang Tie fixedly looked at Dialect, and remembered the knife beside him when he lifted Dialect.

"I'm really lost, I..." Dialect tried to justify.

"Xiao Li, come here and take him to the interrogation room." Zhang Tie said coldly, looking at Dialect's anxious face.

"By the way, do a scan of his face, I want to compare the portrait."

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"Name?"

"dialect"

"age?"

"20"

"Birth place?"

"Jiangning District, Nanjing City."

"date of birth?"

"1...October 17, 2083"

"October 17, 2083, tsk, what are you going to do in Yanjing?" Zhang Tie looked up at the guilty dialect and said.

"Walk around, see the prosperity of the capital, and take a look at Jinghua University."

"Explain the origin of this saber. The stuff from 80 years ago is still imitated by the people, a 100 yuan sixth edition, and these bags of low-quality compressed food."

Looking at Zhang Tie, who was not malicious, the dialect calmed down a little, and said calmly, "I found the saber and money in the wild, and I bought the food in a small workshop, and it's cheap."

"Well, there is no birth record, no life record, except that you appeared in Xigou Town two days ago, your information is a blank piece of paper, black household." Zhang Tie looked at the dialect and said leisurely.

"Aren't you going to explain it, classmate dialect?"

"There's nothing to explain. I'm not a spy, I'm not a murderer, and I've never done anything illegal."

"I know you haven't done anything. Looking at you, the country that cultivated you to be a spy is probably dead. If you were a murderer, you wouldn't be staying in this interrogation room now." Zhang Tie looked at the dialect and said with a smile.

"Tell me about your relatives, or anyone related by blood."

Hearing this sentence, Dialect's eyes dimmed, and he replied softly, "No, really no, not a single one."

"That…"

After a long time, Zhang Tie walked out of the interrogation room, looked at the sluggish dialect opposite the one-way glass, thought for a moment, and said to Officer Li next to him, "Little Li, you should put him in a single room first. I'm going to figure out how to fix this."

After speaking, Zhang Tie turned around and walked towards the back, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and said to Officer Li: "He is still a child, and he doesn't look like a rapist. Treat him better. Don't mix with black people."

Hearing these two sentences faintly, the dialect was a little dazed.

Why don't I have all the necessary systems and rings for a traveler...

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Two days later,

"Dialect, wake up, come out."

"Brother Zhang, can you leave?" Fang Yan said hoarsely, looking at Zhang Tie who was standing at the door.

With deeply sunken eyes, bloodshot eyes, and haggard face, even Zhang Tie felt a little distressed when he saw it.

"You can go, this is your temporary identity certificate and personal belongings, hurry up and find a place to sleep, remember to apply for your ID card in the past two days, buy a communication watch, this is my phone number, there are Call me for anything."

Zhang Tie handed the temporary ID and backpack to Dialect, thought for a while, then tore off a piece of paper and wrote his communication number on it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Thank you Brother Zhang." Fang Yan said in a hoarse voice, picked up the things Zhang Tie handed over, and walked out of the police station.

Blocking the dazzling sunlight with his hands, Dialect looked at the passers-by and smiled at himself. This future world is really unfriendly to him. He gave himself hope and gave himself despair. Now, he puts hope again. brought to me.

After finding a hotel, Dialect hurriedly went through the housing procedures using the temporary identity certificate given by Zhang Tie, and fell asleep peacefully. When he woke up, the sky was completely dark.

Feeling the emptiness in his abdomen, Dialect got up, took a shower, put on his clothes and walked outside the house.

I found a roadside restaurant. Dialect ordered a few cheaper dishes and started to eat a lot, which attracted a lot of amazement from the surrounding people.

"I haven't eaten in a few days. This is the first bowl."

"It's the fifth bowl. Look, he's eating the sixth bowl. My God, is he the legendary pig?"

Ignoring the gossip of the people around him, Dialect quietly finished the sixth bowl, burped and left.

It is worth mentioning that the artificial synthetic food in this era has been very developed. Since there is not much space to feed poultry, there is no difference in taste between synthetic meat and modern meat.

On the way back to the hotel, Dialect lowered his head and pondered the plan for the remaining three days.

The problem of identity has been resolved, and the money on my body can only buy books and provide money for my own living. The hotel cannot be returned, and I live on the street and don’t know what accidents will happen, so I can only...

"Big brother!"

Dialect raised his head, stunned, then squeezed his fist and smashed it...