(Minghui.org) As my child opened the door to go to school one winter morning over 10 years ago, officers from the National Security Division, who had been waiting outside my apartment, broke in. I told them what they were doing was illegal, but several strong officers grabbed my arms, pulled them behind my back, put a cover over my head, and took me to the police station.

I calmed down at the station and started looking within. Why did this happen? Did any of my attachments provide an excuse for evil to interfere with me? I found many of my attachments: fear, resentment, seeking comfort, lust, seeking personal interest, and competitiveness. Yet none of them seemed to be the one behind this arrest.

When I found that I had an attachment to “doing things without cultivating oneself,” a warm current flowed down from the top of my head and over my body. I thought, “Whatever attachments I have, I will rectify them in the Fa. I will not acknowledge any arrangements by the evil, and I only walk the path that Master arranged for me.” Since I was in the police station, I decided to let go of the attachments and clarify the truth to the officers which is my responsibility, and I wouldn’t let them harm themselves out of ignorance.

I told them how wonderful Falun Dafa is and why I practiced it, how I worked hard at my job and made big contributions at my company after I started practicing Dafa, and how I improved my character. I also told them that Falun Dafa has spread throughout the world and that every country but ours respects practitioners’ rights. They listened to me attentively.

I was forced to sit on an iron chair, which was unjust. I said to an officer that I felt unwell and asked him to free me from the iron chair. He let me sit on the bed in the reception room. I gradually calmed down. Several of the officers were sympathetic and made phone calls to their superior several times to tell him that I was unwell. After they called, they told me that I would go home soon.

Late in the afternoon, their superior instructed the officers to drag me into a police car to transfer me elsewhere. One officer in the car said, “Why has she stopped talking? She spoke well in the station this morning.” I realized that Master used him to remind me to clarify the truth to them since we have a responsibility to save sentient beings.

I was taken to a hotel where practitioners were being detained and made sure to notice and remember where the hotel was located. I was taken to a room on the ground floor. The officer who had heard me explain the facts told me to sit on the bed because it was more comfortable, and I did. However, the officers from the National Security Division dragged me onto the floor.

There was a change of officers in the evening. The director of the National Security Division came in with several team leaders. They took turns interrogating and threatening me and tried to get information about other practitioners from me. I refused to answer—I would not implicate another practitioner. I sent righteous thoughts during the interrogation.

I repeatedly recited the poems from Hong Yin and the verses for sending righteous thoughts. The director couldn’t do anything with me, so he kicked me hard before he left and said, “Don’t let her be too comfortable.” The officers didn’t let me sleep but agreed that I could do the exercises.

I sent righteous thoughts with the hand gestures. The officers asked me the names of the hand gestures and exclaimed, “How beautiful!” One shouted, “Look, she looks so radiant, it’s amazing! Quick, take a photo!” I sent righteous thoughts for 40 minutes, and the officers talked in low voices the whole time. Then I did all five exercises. I told them that I no longer felt dizzy, and they looked happy and said, “Falun Dafa is powerful!” I chatted with them, giving them facts about Dafa. I told them not to persecute practitioners. Two of them agreed to withdraw from the CCP and its youth organizations.

One officer asked to me sing a Falun Dafa song, and I was surprised to learn that they knew some of the singers from Shen Yun Performing Arts. Regretably, I am not a good singer so didn’t sing for them, but I told them how great the Shen Yun show is, how it is welcomed globally, and that Shen Yun’s mission is to save people. I suggested that they go see the show if they had the opportunity to go overseas or to Taiwan.

The next day a team leader from the National Security Division came to talk to me. He analyzed the pros and cons of my giving up the practice. He said it was for my benefit that he talked to me like that and said I would be put in prison if I didn’t give in. He suddenly asked, “Do you think sending righteous thoughts is effective?” I was a bit surprised but answered decisively, “Yes, of course!” I knew it was a test for me to see if I firmly believed in Master and the Fa, and was also a reminder that I should send righteous thoughts more. I told him I would practice Falun Dafa forever. He seemed happy and left, and at the time, I didn’t understand why he left smiling.

I then realized that my thought of relying on them to free me was not right. I looked outside to see where my room was located and the height of the windows. I was prepared to leave at any time. As soon as I had this thought, Master arranged everything for me.

At night, there were two shifts with two officers each who watched over me. One male officer got drunk and was sent away, and only one female officer remained on the second shift. I felt very sleepy as I hadn’t slept for two days, and I fell asleep while sitting up. The female officer came to wake me up from time to time and asked, “Are you too comfortable sitting on the sofa? If you fall asleep again, you’ll have to sit in the chair.” She moved a chair in front of me, and I realized that the chair might be useful for me to escape. If I didn’t escape, I might be taken to prison the next day.

The officer dragged me by my hair and ordered me to watch TV that was playing the cartoon “Journey to the West.” In one scene, Monkey King went out to beg for food while Tang Monk, Pigsy, and Sand Monk were deceived by a monster and led into a cave. The monsters wrapped them up and put them into a giant steaming basket. As they were ready to light the fire, Monkey King came back and used his divine power to make the monsters fall asleep. He opened the basket and led Tang Monk, Piggy, and Sand Monk out via a window.

I immediately understood it was Master’s arrangement for me to see it—he was showing me how I could get away. I sent righteous thoughts to make the officer fall asleep, but my righteous thoughts were not strong enough: She was wide awake, watching TV, and eating snacks. I started to worry and couldn’t focus when I was sending righteous thoughts—I opened my eyes from time to time to see if she’d fallen asleep.

I asked myself, “Master, why doesn’t she fall asleep?” With this thought, I realized I was wrong. Why did I ask Master? Wasn’t this disrespectful? I should ask myself why she didn’t fall asleep. With this thought, a miracle happened, the officer suddenly stood up, rushed to the bathroom, and locked the door.

I quickly put on my coat, moved the chair to the window, stepped onto the window, and jumped out. I asked the hotel security personnel to open the gate for me.

I successfully made it to another practitioner’s home, and when I saw Master’s portrait, he was smiling at me.

Thank you, Master, for your compassion and salvation!