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"Miss Gisela, your house isn't nearby, right?" Calantha said, "You usually drive to school, and the time of the accident is about the same as when you leave the school. If you didn't drive, then who was driving your car? And how did you get home that night?" Gisela was silent for a moment, then said, "It wasn't me driving the car anyway." "Miss Gisela, we hope you cooperate with our work," the big-bearded policeman said sternly. "We have other tasks to do. If you waste our time here, we'll have to detain you until you're willing to cooperate." Gisela slammed the table, "You have no evidence to prove I hit anyone. Why should you arrest me?" "Hmph," Calantha sneered, "The car is yours, the license plate is yours, and the time of the accident is about the same as when you left the school. Do you think you're not a suspect? Unless you provide an alibi, or you can prove that you weren't the one driving that night." "Helen Smith," Gisela said, "Helen and I are good friends, and she of