Author: Nanfengyu

"Speak! Who are you? Where is the real Mi Youran? What is your purpose in replacing her identity?"

Mi He felt as if he was ashamed, and he pretended to be dead.

The police sneered: "Be honest and lenient, resist and be strict! Do you think we can't find out if you don't say it?"

Mi He: "…"

The worst happened.

If the police really go to investigate, if the mental magnetic field fails, the Mi family and the Wei family will definitely realize that something is wrong. Then even if she rearranges the magnetic field in three days, she will have to give these people a separate mental hint.

It’s okay for others to say that Wei Zhaolin…

To be honest, can she have the 3S tycoon who has recovered naturally by her little mental power. Can she suggest success?

If the hint is unsuccessful, what should she do with her mission?!

At this moment, Mi He seemed to see his mission progress bar and returned to zero.

Despair, helpless, weak, pitiful.

Didn’t she come from a high-dimensional civilization?

Not an alien?

Why are you doing so miserable?

"That..." Mi He racked his brains and thought of countless ways.

In the end, she still captured some information about humans who like plastic surgery by searching Mi Youran's memories.

She calmed down and said, "Actually... I've had plastic surgery."

The policeman's expression became hard to describe: "Plastic surgery?"

They looked up and down at Mi He, but did not find any signs of plastic surgery.

Mi He touched his face and said awkwardly: "Everyone has a love of beauty."

The policeman looked at the photos and looked at her again: "You were not bad before."

Mi He blinked and asked back: "Am I ugly now than before?"

The police choked.

To be honest, it is indeed more youthful and lovely now, but...

"Didn't you say your name is Mihe?"

Mi He thought for a moment and smiled and said, "Mi He is my nickname."

This explanation is flawless and the police have nothing to say.

Mi He realized their slackness, and his nervousness also slackened.

Huhu...

Has she passed the test?

After that, the police lost the intention of asking questions and even wanted to let her go.

But just when Mi He was secretly happy, the police continued to ask: "Since you said you had plastic surgery, what parts did you do?"

Mi He thought about Mi Youran's face and replied: "Double eyelids, nose wings shrink, and some hyaluronic acid was also given."

The police looked at her suspiciously: "A friend's girlfriend has done it. Her eyelids are flesh strips. After the nose wings are shrinking, there are also small traces under her nose, and hyaluronic acid... There will be a silicone feeling on her face... but you can't even see any trace."

"I went abroad to do it, and my skills are better."

Before the police could speak, the female policeman who had just come in, her eyes lit up when she heard this. She said excitedly: "This technology is good. Which organization recommends it? I also want to go to this organization and go abroad for plastic surgery."

Mi He: "…"

Just as Mi He felt that her lies were about to be completely destroyed, his originally dry mental power suddenly recovered a little.

Not much, it is only about one-thirty or forty of the original mental power, and it basically recovers to a certain extent.

But even if it is just a little bit like this, it is enough for Mi He to rearrange the spiritual magnetic field.

A few seconds later, an arc light that could not be captured by the naked eye bloomed from Mi He's body. The policeman pressing Mi He felt that his eyes were dark and his head was slightly dizzy.

He closed his eyes and shook his head, and recovered.

Mi He felt that the magnetic field had taken effect, and immediately felt relieved and said aggrievedly: "Dear policemen, do you not believe me? What's wrong with you? The computer shows my information, and the photos are mine."

"How is it possible-" The policeman subconsciously looked at the computer screen.

The ID photo in the upper left corner of the file is extremely clear. The young woman in the photo is beautiful and elegant. Who is the person she was not locked up?

police:"……"

He rubbed his eyes and stared at the information for a long time.

The word "Mi He" in the name column made him dizzy.

Police: What is the situation?

Is there something wrong with his brain or his eyes?

And who did he regard this file as just now? Why can't he remember it suddenly?

The policeman's face became paler and paler, and he shivered and helped Mi He uncuff his handcuffs.

"Ms. Mi, I'm really sorry. I don't know what happened just now..." He said guiltily, "I will report this truthfully. I accept all the punishments I deserve. I'm really sorry."

Mi He never thought about holding him accountable, and she couldn't do such a turnaround.

"It's okay." She reached her hand in front of the police, "Just help me uncuff my handcuffs, I'm still in a hurry to go back."

After regaining his freedom, Mi He condensed his mental power into a front line and tampered with the police's memory of the farce just now without hesitation.

She changed the police's memory of the abnormality of the file and arresting her, and the police accidentally tripped over the chair, which made her knock.

This wave of operations directly turns big things into small things and small things into nothing.

This level of tampering implies that there is not much consumption, which is something Mi He can barely bear at present.

Meanwhile, in the hospital VIP ward.

Wei Zhaolin looked at the big hair ball that had a left front paw missing and turned into a disabled cat: "..."

He pressed his temple with a headache: "Where are your claws?"

At this moment, the little hair ball was sagging into a single place on Wei Zhaolin's legs.

I saw it shaking its left front leg, which had no claws, looked at Wei Zhaolin with a very sad look, and tears were almost flowing.

"..." Wei Zhaolin felt very guilty for a second, "Don't look at me like this. I just tried to wrap it with energy and did not do anything to hurt you."

The big hair ball could not speak, but shed tears and shook its left front leg again.

Wei Zhaolin: "..."

He closed his eyes, pulled a piece of paper from the coffee table, folded it into a tube shape in three or two, put it on the left front leg of Maotuanzi, and perfunctorily said: "Put a prosthetic limb for you, use it first."

Damao Tuanzi: "???" Are you still an individual?

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After Mi He finished the transcript, he was about to retreat. A young couple, who were about thirty years old, helped each other into the police station.

Behind them, there were three people, one of whom was gentle and had a briefcase in his hand, looking like a lawyer. The other two were strong and in pure black suits, and they should be the couple's bodyguards.

"Comrade Police, has my son really been rescued?" The young man holding his wife spoke quickly. After saying that, he probably felt that his tone was not very good, and he quickly said, "Sorry, I'm too anxious. I am the father of Su Hantang Wei Mingshao. This is my wife Su Li. We received a notice that the child was found."

"It's indeed found." The police smiled, "Don't worry, both of you, the children are safe now, and the kidnappers have all been arrested."

This was obviously great news, but Mi He found that the emotions conveyed by this young father named Wei Mingshao at this moment were actually anger and disappointment, and it seemed like he was a little panic again.

Why?

Shouldn't the cub be happy when they are retrieved?

"That's great!" His wife Su Li's eyes were red and swollen, and she obviously had cried for a long time. "By the way, I heard that Tangtang was rescued. Do you have any contact information from the other party? I want to come to thank you later."

The policeman smiled and gave in to the side, raised his hand and pointed at Mi He: "Why do I need to give you the contact information? Isn't the person here? It was this Ms. Mi who saved your son."

As the police finished speaking, the young couple looked at Mi He with the same expression of gratitude on their faces, but what Mi He felt was completely different.

His wife Su Li's gratitude is so pure that she can absorb emotions from the other party. But in her husband Wei Mingshao's emotions, let alone gratitude, Mi He couldn't even sense any positive emotions from him. The other party clearly had a gratitude expression, but the emotions conveyed were anger and disgust.

Mi He: "???"

Why?

Has she saved the cub and saved the hatred?

Adhering to the principle of asking if you don’t understand, Mi He asked sincerely: “Mr. Wei Mingshao, are you dissatisfied with me saving the child? Why are you angry at me?”

Wei Mingshao's smile froze on his face.

Su Li was also stunned. He turned his head to look at his husband, and then asked Mi He: "Miss Mi, we are sincerely grateful to you. What you said just now... is there any misunderstanding?"
To be continued...