Chapter 470 Whose Conspiracy 2

If what I found in my bag last night left me with no explanation, then the test results that I was suddenly

informed of today were even more overwhelming.

This accident was not as simple as I thought.

The policewoman frowned, "Miss Kennedy, you are not at the point where you need a lawyer to defend

yourself, we are still in the stage of observing you."

"Since it is under observation, can I contact my family and inform them of my safety in the meantime?" I

opened my mouth and looked at the policewoman, my face serious.

She flickered slightly and after a pause said, "Theoretically yes, but your situation is special and we

don't need you to inform your family for the time being, it's for your sake."

"I don't need you to think for me. I need to inform my family, it has nothing to do with whether you need

it or not, while you are going through the judicial process, I try my best to defend my rights, no problem,

right?" It was impossible to prohibit informing family members.

I hadn't been at City A for very long, no more than a month by count, and hardly mentioned my former

self to anyone.

The only one who knew me relatively well was Andy, so who was the one who dug such a big hole for

me?

Seeing that I insisted on contacting my family, the police officer nodded, but did not give me the phone,

but let me go back to the room I stayed in last night.

He said that a police officer would go over and contact me later, and I stayed in the room for about ten

minutes.

The door was opened, and in came a policewoman with a plate in her hand.

She looked at me and said, "This is breakfast." With that, she put the white porridge and doughnuts in

her hand on the table.

After a pause she said, "Your cell phone, after contacting the family, I hope you can give it to me

immediately."

I froze for a moment, they were so quick to give me the phone, but I was a bit stunned.

But I did not think much about it and dialed Andy's phone. It seemed that at the moment, the only

person I can contact in City A was Andy.

It took a few tries before the phone was answered, and the person on the other end of the line seemed

to be awake, "Clara?"

I nodded, "Andy, I've been taken away by the police, can you help me find a lawyer?"

He was visibly stunned, "Why were you suddenly taken away, what was the reason?"

"I can't say for the moment, you help me contact a lawyer, please."

After the caller agreed, I just hung up the phone.

The policewoman looked at me, curled her lips, took the phone back and looked at me, "Okay, eat

something, if you're okay, the police won't accuse you unjustly for no reason."

I pursed my lips, did not answer her words. From last night to now, it all looked normal.

The policewoman left and locked the door again.

I sat on the bed, looking at the rice porridge placed on the table, hesitated for a moment. Now in this

situation, I needed to maintain the strength.

I ate the porridge, probably as a result of last night's sleeplessness, so that I was a little sleepy.

It didn't take long to drift off to bed, asleep, aware that someone seemed to be injecting something in

my body.

I was alert and tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't open them.

I vaguely felt the pain in my arm, but I couldn't wake up.

It had been a long time before I drifted awake and instinctively looked at my arm, where the veins, with

subtle bruises, were the traces of needle holes falling down.

"Touch!"

Before I could think more, the door was opened and two female police officers came in and looked at

me, "Miss Kennedy, please come with us."

I frowned and looked at the two, "Excuse me, what time is it?"

"Five o'clock in the afternoon!" The policewoman spoke up and looked at me, "Miss Kennedy, let's go!"

There were still six hours before the seizure time.

Following the two female police officers out of the room, I still was taken to the previous interrogation

room.

The difference this time was that there was a doctor in a white coat sitting inside, aged about forty

years old by the looks of it.

I sat down, the policewoman looked at me and spoke, "Miss Kennedy, since yesterday's blood test

results show that there is a suspicion of drug use on your side, so we will next take you for a full

examination. I hope you can cooperate with us."

I pursed my lips and did not answer her question directly, but spoke, "I would like to ask, has my lawyer

come over yet?"

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Miss Kennedy, your lawyer has not been notified yet, and you

need to cooperate with us now for the examination."

If you don't agree, I think it will cause more unnecessary trouble.

I nodded, got up and followed the doctor in the white coat out.

The blood and urine tests were fine, but finally the doctor suggested that an intimate examination was

needed.

I frowned violently and refused, "The blood draw and other tests as a normal person, I can agree, but

why just test the drug dissolution, you need to use the intimate examination."

The doctor called the police, the female police officer spoke, "Miss Kennedy, please cooperate, we

detected HIV on the syringe in your bag, we suspect you have an infection, so you need to check!"

I snapped my face down, there was no way in any word to accept such a bottomless demand from

them.

"Sorry, I have the right to refuse your test. I suspect that you are not investigating the case at all, but

are intentionally framing." I sank my face, my gaze coldly looking at the people in the examination

room.

Sinking my face, I continued, "HIV can be checked out through blood, and since you have already

drawn blood, it means that it can be tested, and now you can add a private test, which is obviously

redundant. Such an unreasonable request, I need to contact my lawyer."

The policewoman looked at me, "Miss Kennedy, you'd better cooperate with us, otherwise you'll be

responsible for the consequences."

"Heh!" I sneered, not to continue to pretend that I was mild, "What consequences I do not know, but

your current behavior, simply is no longer the normal procedures of the case. I have the right to refuse

and defend their rights."

It'd been five or six hours since this morning, and if I had been more foolish, I might still not have

noticed anything different.

But I was not so stupid that I can't help it. Andy was not as good as before, but it was not a big problem

to find a lawyer.

But so many hours have passed, but I still had no movement, there was something fishy.

Now it seemed that I can not count on him. But in City A, I was alone, wanted to find someone to help.

It was even more difficult.

Looking to the policewoman, I opened my mouth and again demanded, "I need to contact my family,

right now immediately."