Love Between A Cook And A Doctor

She followed the older police into the police car.

As soon as the door was closed, she was handcuffed.

She was shocked. "No, what are you doing?"

"Miss Cherry, now we suspect that you are related to a kidnapping case. I hope you can cooperate with the investigation. You have the right to keep silent." Cherry blinked and said, "What? What kidnapping? I... I'm really not..."

"As for confession, let's go to the police station to record it. I advise you to confess your partner. Otherwise, what will wait for you is the judgment of the court. "

'Damn it!

I've heard that someone helping people was wronged, but I haven't heard that someone helping people was arrested by the police.'

"I am a good citizen!" Cherry was so angry that she bit her lower lip. She knew it was useless to argue with these people now. "I have to wait for that person to wake up!"

"Sorry, we are also waiting." The policeman shrugged and drove his car.

However, in this kidnapping case, the kidnapper's blackmail phone was a woman's voice, which meant that there must be a woman involved in this case. Just at this moment, such a woman called the police. Whether it was right or not, he would lock her back first.

Seeing that there was no way to delay, Cherry had to beg him, "Could I leave a message to a doctor friend here? Don't let him can't find me later. "

"Leave a message to your partner?" It's a pity that the police didn't write novels with his imagination. He snorted and said, "We won't miss any one of the kidnappers in the police station." Cherry rolled her eyes.

If she was really a kidnapper, she would have slapped the policeman for several times.

He had no sense at all. She wanted to complain him!

However, compared with the complaint, the most important thing was that this guy really treated her as a thief.

The people in the reconnaissance room seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

A policewoman came over and searched all over Cherry's body.

The phone, wallet and key were all kept.

The bright table lamp was turned on, the light came straight into her eyes.

She looked away and felt humiliated.

"What's your name?" There were three people sitting in the reconnaissance room. One with beard, one as thin as a monkey, and the other was a policewoman, looked at Cherry from head to toe. "My name is Cherry Shen."

"Poor name." The man with whiskers poked the paper with a pen and said, "How to spell it? Can you write down it here?"

How rude he is!

Cherry almost lost her temper.

The thin man quickly gave an advice to the officer, "Let her show her identity card. This is a felony offender. If we write the wrong name, the judge will blame us later. "

"You are right." said the man with whiskers, who called Vincent. "Come on, take it out!"

Cherry raised her handcuffed hands high to show them. The policewoman was a smart woman. She flipped over her wallet, took out her residence card and registered her name. "Rummaging through my wallet? Does it violate my privacy?"

"Kidnappers have no privacy." Vincent said in a sonorous and powerful voice, "Look at you. You should stand in the street soliciting business instead of kidnapping."

"Boss," the policewoman reminded him in a low voice, "the streetwalker is also the object we are going to sweep."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes." Vincent hiccupped and said, "Well, tell me the truth. Otherwise, my fists will not recognize beautiful women or ugly men. I'll beat them as well."

"I'm not a kidnapper. When that person wakes up, you will know!"

She gritted her teeth with hatred and said, "How could you do this? I have shown you the photos I took. I found him at the back door of my restaurant!"

If she had known it earlier, she would not have saved that guy!

"Which restaurant are you running?" Vincent's attention was quickly diverted.

"Boss!" The other two reminded him in a hurry.

"Yes, yes. I meant what if he dies?" Vincent also found something wrong. "Bah! He can't die. Otherwise, Mr. He will peel off our skin! Tell me, where did the fifty million dollars go?" Instead of getting angry, Cherry laughed.

These idiots, it turned out that they had paid the money, but the hostage was gone. They finally found a person, and took her as a scapegoat to explain.

The problem was, how could she, an innocent person, spit out fifty million dollars to him?

"I need a lawyer." She couldn't stand these idiots.

"I advise you to cooperate with us..."

The reconnaissance room's door was opened, and a policeman came in and whispered in Vincent's ear, "Someone is coming to bail her out."

"Bail her out? How can a kidnapper be bailed?"

"Sir, you are abusing me. You slandered me without any evidence. I can sue you for slander!"

"All right, all right. I was complained every time. I'm used to it."

What else could she do to deal with such a ruffian police?

But she was curious about who would bail her out?

Was it...

She cheered up and said, "I'm absolutely not a kidnapper." she finally cooperated, "My restaurant is called Private House. This case should have happened in these days. You can go to my restaurant to watch the surveillance video. I had been busy in my restaurant all the time!"

The policemen whispered.

After a long while, Vincent finally stood up and said, "Okay, we will investigate it. You two watch her. I'm going out to have a cigarette. Shit, I'm so sleepy...

After taking a few steps, he looked back at Cherry and said, "Little girl, don't teach me to do things. I thought of it just now. Humph, you'd better pray that there is a monitor in your back door, so that we can know whether you are lying or not at a glance!"

'Oh my God! Who would install the surveillance camera at the back door? To record someone to steal trash?'

After warning Cherry, Vincent turned around complacently and was about to take a nap again, but he stumbled and fell forward.

The policewoman exclaimed.

However, the man outside suddenly opened the door and said, "Sir, the doctor said that Moore He has woken up!"

As soon as the door was opened, Vincent fell heavily to the ground.

All the people in the police station looked at them.

Especially Jacob, who was standing in front of him, had a subtle expression on his face.

Although he brought a good news for him, he didn't need to pay the highest respect by kowtowing.

Vincent stood up from the ground and snorted. Then he looked up at the tall man and asked, "Who are you? Another suspect?"

Jacob also said in a bad tone, "I'm the attending physician of the hostage you mentioned. I'm coming to bail Cherry out!"

"I'm sorry. She is a suspect in an important case. According to the rules, she can't be bailed out within 24 hours. Please go back." Vincent's face was still stained with the biscuit crumbs on the ground, and his whiskers moved, which was very funny. "Wait here. We'll go to the hospital!" The door was ruthlessly closed.

Cherry only saw a flash of pity on Jacob's face and his mouth shape, "I'm here."

Although the thin policeman quickly blocked her sight, she understood at that moment.

"Your boyfriend is so handsome. You'd better confess and tell us who your partner is as soon as possible, so that you can be the cooperating witness. We will plead with the court for you and sentence you a few years less..." The thin man chattered.

But she suddenly laughed.

It was the first time that she had been treated as a suspect in such a place. She was in panic and had to constantly cheer herself up and pretend to be strong.

Now, everything was fine.

She was inside.

He was outside.

He was waiting for her.

That was enough.

She just smiled and didn't say anything more.

"Can you give the person outside a glass of water? He stayed up late for the surgery, or you wouldn't be able to see the out of danger hostage." She said calmly. The policewoman stood up and went to get some water.

"Women are all ignorant. When it occurs to a good-looking man, they act just like bees meeting honey..."

The policewoman rolled her eyes at him and said, "Cherry is thirsty too. Can you get her some water?"

The thin man had already rushed up and said, "I'm here to serve the beauty. I'm not as rude as Vincent."

Both the policewoman and Cherry couldn't help but despise him.

'Can you be more hypocritical?'

When Moore He opened his eyes, he saw a large beard in front of him.

He was shocked and blinked his eyes subconsciously. "Where is the beauty before?"

Before he passed out, he had seen the beautiful woman's face. In a blink of an eye, she had a beard?

"What beauty?" Vincent was complacent. "Although I have a beard, you can still see my handsome appearance? But I'm a man, not a woman."

Moore He rolled his eyes.

No one with eyes would miss such a thick beard.

"Oh, Mr. Moore, don't pass out again!" Vincent couldn't help helping him.

"Don't touch me." It was too frightening. There must be something wrong with the bearded man. "I want to call the police. Don't harass me."

"I'm a policeman." Vincent looked so aggrieved. What? Didn't he look like a policeman?

"Mr. Moore, we knew you were kidnapped, so we came to help you."

"Bullshit!" Moore glared at him. "I ran out myself. Those guys...'

His legs hurt so much. "They have guns. They hurt my legs!"

He had wounds all over his body and his leg was injured. He didn't know how far he had run from the abandoned factory before he breathed a sigh of relief and fell on the road.

"I remember the girl who saved me..." He took a deep breath and said, "I remember the kidnappers too. I can help you synthesize their portraits. And please find that girl for me, I have to thank her for saving

me.

"Uh..." Should he tell him that the girl had been staying in the police station for more than two hours?

"Is there a woman among the kidnappers?"

"No woman. One was sissy. What's wrong?" Moore He asked.

"Nothing." Vincent signaled to his colleague next to him to record Moore He's statement as soon as possible and shrank to the side, feeling dejected.