Spellcasting Heavens

"Well - at around twelve o'clock last night, I seem to have gone back to my room and fell asleep." Zhang Cheng did not know that he had been recognized, and deliberately pretended to remember for a long time.

After all, the concept of twelve o'clock is very vague. It can be after eleven o'clock or before one in the morning.

If it is understood according to the latter, then he definitely did not lie, at most it can only be regarded as deliberately misinterpreting the meaning of the other party.

"Go back to the room and fell asleep? Are you sure?" Elena raised her head and asked with two sharp eyes.

"Sir, I have to remind you that you are legally responsible for lying during the investigation of the case." Clive also threatened.

The two sang together, trying to create a kind of psychological pressure, forcing the so-called only "witness" to take the initiative to explain what happened last night.

But unfortunately, their intimidation obviously used the wrong target.

After a short trip to Azeroth, Zhang Cheng has undergone earth-shaking changes in both strength and thinking, and he has even experienced fierce battles, where he can be fooled by just a few words.

I saw him shrugging his shoulders indifferently and responded, "I'm sorry, Mr. police officer, if you say that, then I will keep silent from now on. Unless the lawyer is present, I won't answer any questions."

Elena glanced at the simple furnishings in the house, and curled her lips in disdain: "Can you afford a lawyer?"

Obviously, according to normal circumstances, people who live in small apartments in such slums don't even need to hire a lawyer, and they may not even be able to pay for some legal advice.

Of course, not all people living in slums are poor. Drug dealers and gang members are rich, but they will never go to restaurants to wash dishes.

In fact, when she came, she inquired with the people around her, and she knew very well how poor the young man in front of her was.

"Please wait a moment, I'll make a call, and soon you will know that I can't afford a lawyer." Without saying a word, Zhang Cheng picked up the phone and dialed the number of the restaurant.

In just a few seconds, Catherine's lazy voice came from the other side: "Good morning, my dear little wizard, calling me in such a hurry, isn't there any trouble?"

Zhang Cheng raised his head, stared at the policeman who was standing at the door preparing to watch a joke, and said in a low voice, "Unfortunately, you have guessed it. The two policemen are standing at the door of the room at the moment. You'd better send a lawyer here, you know. I'm an illegal immigrant who doesn't even have a birth certificate."

"Hahahaha! Don't be nervous, if I can't solve this little problem, I have no right to sit on the lord's seat. Just wait, I guarantee that the lawyer will appear in front of your eyes in five minutes at most." After that, Catherine hung up the phone directly.

As the busy voice of Dududu echoed in the corridor, Elena asked with a half-smile, "Sir, how long will it take for your lawyer to arrive?"

"five minutes!"

Although Zhang Cheng wasn't sure if the time was accurate, he still chose to believe in the witch's promise.

In addition, the unreasonable attitude of the other party really annoyed him, so his tone became stiff.

"Okay, we'll just wait five minutes. But if the lawyer doesn't show up in five minutes, you'd better tell the truth about what you saw last night, or I don't mind arresting you and handing it over to immigration." Clive Half-truths threatened.

As an old police officer, he is very aware of how many stowaways from all over the world there are in his jurisdiction. Generally speaking, as long as they are not repeatedly involved in criminal activities, the police will not take care of them.

Because even the U.S. government does not have that much energy and money to repatriate tens of millions of illegal immigrants to the country, sometimes many companies rely on the cheap labor they provide to reduce costs and improve their competitiveness.

Zhang Cheng ignored the verbal threat at all, turned around and walked into the bathroom and started brushing his teeth and taking a bath, he didn't take the other party seriously.

Anyway, the other party didn't have a search warrant, let alone an invitation from the owner of the house. If they dared to cross the threshold for half a step, then even if the two found any criminal evidence, they would not be able to use it as evidence.

Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, Elena couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, "Damn it! This guy seems a little tricky!"

Clive calmly lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and comforted his partner with a smile: "It doesn't matter, we have found someone anyway, we can take it slow, and if necessary, we can apply to the director for an opening. A quid pro quo, like getting him a green card.”

"Green card?" Elena's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes! Green card!" Clive nodded seriously. "You don't know, just forty minutes ago, the director personally called and said that the FBI was going to take over this case. If we can solve the case before they arrive, it will not only greatly improve the bureau's Prestige, and it can also add a lot of color to your resume. Once the director resigns, you and I may be promoted. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Why did the FBI suddenly pay attention to a murder case?" Elena frowned and questioned, obviously not very concerned about whether she could get a job.

"It is said that there have been seven or eight cases of being bitten to death by giant canines in the whole of New York in the last month or so. They want to come over and see if they can find any breakthroughs..." Before Clive could finish his words, he suddenly looked at Two guys in neat suits walked across the stairs and came across.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his fifties and a little fat. He didn't say a word, he put on his business card and introduced himself in a very formulaic tone: "My name is Polman, I'm Catherine's Kiss Restaurant. The legal counsel of Mr. Zhang. He will be responsible for safeguarding Mr. Zhang's legal rights from now on."

Clive took the business card dumbfounded and found that the other party was not joking, but a real professional lawyer.

Oh, God!

A poor ghost living in a slum block can actually afford a lawyer!

For a moment, the expressions on the faces of the two detectives were as if they had seen a ghost.

You must know that even if they are middle class, they have to think twice about asking a lawyer to file a lawsuit, otherwise they may be dragged into bankruptcy by a protracted lawsuit and expensive lawyer fees at any time.

At the same time, Zhang Cheng, who had just taken a shower, also walked out of the bathroom, wiping his wet hair with a towel, while sneering and teasing: "What, police officer, now you believe that I can afford a lawyer."

"Good morning, Mr. Zhang, it's a great honor to meet you." The lawyer bowed respectfully with one hand on his chest.

"Oh, you know me?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"No, I don't know, but I know your true identity." Polman took two steps forward and whispered in Zhang Cheng's ear...