Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 135 Sandwich
Subtitle of this chapter: It’s too tiring to use my imagination, so I’ll just write the plot.
In fact, the series of political commentary articles "Nine Articles Commenting on the Democratic Party" is a very important milestone for our Master Yuan, and can also be called a starting point.
This was the first time he truly understood how to use the Master Ball system to "create".
The original words in the system manual are: The host Yuan Yanshu cannot publish any work that is not within his authority, even if he remembers every word.
However, after various attempts these days, he discovered the "loophole" in this rule. As long as he did not copy certain works word for word, he could just make some adjustments on his own.
Well, it is impossible for higher-dimensional creatures to leave such obvious loopholes. In fact, this is encouraging host Yuan to be "original".
Therefore, the only factor that can currently prevent Yuan Yan from becoming a master is... he is a big lazy guy.
If he wasn't facing the dangerous situation of being hanged, he wouldn't bother to write it himself.
In the interrogation room of the Metropolitan Police Department, Captain Aiden had already figured out the situation after the first round of probing. Even if this Chinese man was definitely not involved in the Wall Street bombing, he was at least an insider.
So, now it's ROUND TWO.
General ZOD asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Yuan, do you remember where you were on the afternoon of October 1st?"
Master Yuan, who had been mentally prepared for this, raised his head slightly, as if he was recalling something seriously.
After a while, he answered hesitantly, "During that time, I was recuperating at home and thinking about my doctoral thesis. So... I should stay at home."
"Should? Haha..."
Inspector Aiden chuckled in a sarcastic tone, opened a file at hand, took out a few photos from it and spread them in front of Yuan Yanshu.
He asked, "Mr. Yuan, do you recognize this gentleman?"
Yuan Yan knew he knew her without even looking, but he still looked at the photos carefully...
Oh my, I KOed this guy so perfectly.
"I seem to know him...yeah, I know him!" our suspect replied in a very affirmative tone.
"oh……"
Before the others around him could show any surprise, Master Yuan immediately continued, "I met this gentleman this morning, and he seemed to have mistaken me for someone else."
Although assaulting a police officer is nothing compared to the Wall Street BOOOOM, it is still a very serious crime. If he admits it, even if he doesn't go to jail, he will at least be deported from the United States. Yuan Yanshu naturally cannot accept this result.
" Yes, so that's how it is." General ZOD nodded and did not ask any further questions.
Instead, he used a softer tone, as if chatting about family matters, and asked, "Mr. Yuan, you remember it so clearly. Were you at home during that time?"
Yuan Yanshu said in a positive tone: "Yes, I remember it very clearly. Except for going to the cafe to eat and the grocery store to buy cigarettes, I was at home."
"It's like this..."
Captain Aiden nodded, took out two more portraits and placed them in front of the calm Chinese man and said, "So, Mr. Yuan, do you know this person?"
At the same time, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Yuan Yanshu's face, paying attention to the expression on her face.
After all, our Master Yuan is not a master of psychology, and his "great scholar form" is not used to deal with interrogations but to show off, so his expression still revealed flaws.
This hint of panic naturally caught the attention of General ZOD.
Because of the two portraits that Yuan Yan suddenly saw, one was an accurate depiction of himself in disguise to save Miss Enyuka that day; and the other was a restored image after removing the beard, correcting the eyebrows and eyes, and changing the skin color...
Of course, this is clearly me!
At this point he had no other choice but to nod and laugh dryly, "Hahaha, this looks like me... well, it could also be an Asian who looks like me."
"Oh, looks like you? That's not impossible ." Agent Aiden showed a sneer and said leisurely, "But on October 3rd, our agents will see someone who looks like you appear in Queens."
Master Yuan shrugged and said nothing.
General ZOD changed the subject and said, "According to the information we have, this Asian man later went to Chinatown and brought a girl with him."
Yuan Yan frowned slightly but still said nothing.
Agent Aiden was not discouraged and continued, "And this Asian who looks a lot like you is actually a high-ranking figure in Hong Kong."
"HONGMEN..." He suddenly looked at the Chinese man with his eyes flashing with cold light, and asked in a cold voice: "Mr. Yuan, as a Chinese, you should know this, right?"
"I..." Master Yuan was about to say something, but he immediately turned around and whispered a few words into his lawyer's ear.
He had indeed never experienced such a scene in his two lives, but he had watched a lot of criminal investigation dramas in one of his lives. So he knew very well that if he was led by the other party step by step, it would be too passive and he would be fooled sooner or later.
At least I have to interrupt the other party's rhythm. As for how to interrupt? I have a lawyer!
"Ahem, my client requires you to provide food."
The $5,000 check was not wasted. Attorney McCall immediately made a very legitimate request: "This is a reasonable request from my client. I believe you will not refuse it."
Yes, I haven’t had breakfast or lunch yet, no wonder my brain is stuck.
General ZOD's face turned green, he was a professional who could understand this kind of subtlety. It was like when one team just had the upper hand in a game, the coach of the other team called a timeout.
But this was indeed a legitimate request, so Captain Aiden could only swallow his anger and shouted directly to the door: "Someone, bring some food over!"
"Hmm, this thing is solid, oooh, it's too hard to fuck..." Yuan Yanshu complained incoherently while wolfing down the sandwich.
His lawyer kindly advised, "Neo, just bear with it for now. I'll take you to Jean Georges for a good meal after we get out. Don't worry, they always reserve a table for my grandfather."
"Uh-huh, no." Our Master Yuan immediately rejected the top New York restaurant recommended by his lawyer, "I want to go to the Lobster, woo woo, why not go to Altanic Grill."
"Okay, okay, let's go to Altanic..."
"Bang!"
General ZOD was fine, and didn't mind this level of "provocation" too much.
But the young agent who had been eating a "hard" sandwich for the past few days couldn't help it. He slammed the table and shouted, "What do you think this place is? A fraternity?"
