"Name?"

"Fate Walk"

"I'll ask you for your real name."

"Qin, Qin Kong."

"gender?"

"Male?"

"Puff!" Xiao Xia policewoman glared at the recorder who accidentally laughed out loud beside him, turned to the opposite of the table, and said in a deep voice: "Be serious, don't you know where this place is?"

Yuan Xing scratched his bald head depressedly: "The Dharma name Yuan Xing, commonly known as Qin Kong, male, unemployed, religious and Buddhist, unmarried, and a doctoral student at the Island City University. Haven't you registered before?" He is now in the interrogation room of Pingshan City Police Bureau. Although he is not handcuffed, the attitudes of the two policemen in front of him make him feel that he is a prisoner and is very uncomfortable.

"You are the doctoral student?" Xiao Xia looked surprised and looked at the monk sitting in front of him again, then slapped the table suddenly: "Why do you go to cheat? The Buddhist Association stipulates that monks are not allowed to go out to beg for alms, you don't know?"

"Ah? Is there such a regulation?" Yuan Xing was stunned. After a while, he said weakly: "I just beg for some vegetarian food and don't accept money. How can I beg for someone? At most, I'll beg for begging. You guys care about this? Besides, who stipulates that monks can't go to school?"

"Honestly explain your true identity, what is the purpose of going to Pingshan?" Xiaoxia stood up and walked to the monk: "You can't provide any documents. We have every reason to suspect that you are the fugitive suspect."

"Suspect?" Yuan Xing was very wronged: "All my identity certificates were lost when I became a monk. I didn't provide my ID number, you can go and check it." He said that this was wrong. After entering the city, he was so hungry that he could only take out the iron bowl to beg for alms, but he was brought here before he got something. Obviously, he had been suspected by the other party before.

"We will check it out, don't let us find out what you have." Xia Xiaonan smiled, suddenly leaned over to his face and stared in his eyes: "You are not guilty, why don't you dare to look at people?"

"Amitabha. The human skin cannot be peeled off the flesh and bones. In the eyes of me, the donor is just a red and pink skeleton." Yuan Xing recited the Buddha's name and turned his head calmly. At this time, his eyes had returned to normal, but when facing this face, he couldn't help but think about what he had seen before, and it was inevitable that he would be awkward.

"You..." Xia Xiaonan was angry. She was considered a beauty at least, but what did the monk in front of her mean? She threw the record book on the table: "You think about it carefully here, think about what to explain!" After that, she winked at her colleagues and the two went out.

Yuan Xing glanced at the huge mirror next to him. After watching TV, he knew what it was, but he did not do anything wrong and had no psychological burden.

This struggle lasted nearly a morning, and I had not eaten for two days. I felt helpless and could only sit cross-legged on the chair, one to pass the time, and the other to forget about hunger.

Next door, Xia Xiaonan angrily threw the interrogation record on the table, while the middle-aged captain who was riding in a police car was checking a bunch of items on the table.

"Being hit? I really believe in his identity as a monk if you are not moved by your beauty." The middle-aged captain couldn't help but feel happy when he saw her like this. He pointed to the thing on the table in front of him: "Look, he is still an ascetic, and he doesn't have a penny of poverty."

Although Yuan Xing has decided to give up, he is the donor in charge of the food in front of him, so he can't refuse his face.

Wipe the last bit of soup on the plate with half a steamed bun, then put it in your mouth and swallow it. He sighed with satisfaction: "I am full." In fact, there are various rules for the monk to eat, and he pays great attention to etiquette. However, he has consumed a lot of money in climbing mountains and forests these days, and has not eaten rice for two days, so he is so hungry. Face, is face important to have a stomachache? Is there any?

"You eat so much, can you still eat supper?"

"I don't eat after noon, I only have one meal a day, it's okay." Yuan Xing smiled.

"Your situation has been notified to the island city," Xia Xiaonan stared at him: "Your parents are rushing here. Do you have any plans for the future?"
Chapter completed!