(Clearwisdom.net) At 7:00 am on November 9, 2001, when I opened the door to go to work, I found that a group of people had come to arrest me because I practiced Falun Gong. I tried my best to get away from them, and calmly sent forth my righteous thoughts.

After I was taken inside my house, I sat on the sofa and kept sending forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evils. They could not find much of what they wanted. They started to interrogate me and I did not cooperate with them. They then started to beat me. They grabbed my hair, pulled me to the floor, and then asked me the security code that was used to log onto the computer. I ignored their request and calmly said to them, "It is a predestined relationship for you to meet me. I really hope you will not have to endure endless sufferings in the future just because you are unable to properly treat this predestined relationship. Aren't you moved when you see a girl who can keep so calm when facing this kind of situation? Aren't you surprised by the extraordinariness and greatness of the spirit that supports her?" One of them started to use his cellular phone to guide the police vehicles outside. I asked them, "Is it really necessary for you to treat a defenseless girl like me as if you were facing a formidable foe? Are you so diffident?" Before they took me away, I fixed my hair, put on my coat, and changed my shoes. On the way to the police station, I kept speaking loudly to the people on the road, "Falun Dafa is the truth of the universe."

I did not speak a word after I entered the police station. I kept sending forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evils, not letting them log onto the computer. In the meantime, I kept promoting Dafa to all those people who came to watch me. They became friendlier and friendlier to me, and one of them even wanted to take me as her daughter.

Two days passed and they had not gotten anything from me. On the third day, the people from the police station and the Public Security Bureau came together to see me. They hypocritically said to me, "The reason that you are kept here and not reported to higher authorities is because we feel much pity for you after we reviewed your resume, school records, and credentials." I told them, "No matter how different our standings are, we are all human beings. So I will say a few words from my heart, and I hope you can listen with your hearts." While I was talking, their attitude, which was initially cynical, became more and more serious. I said, "In the past few days, you have used both hard and soft tactics. When you were using the hard tactics, do you know what I thought and how I felt? Actually, I really wanted to smile at you, because I always treat everyone I meet, which is due to a predestined relationship, with smiles. However, because of the restriction of this flesh body, it was very hard for me to smile when I was in physical pain. I feel sorry for this. No matter what you have done to me, I do not hate you, even a bit. Instead, I feel very sorry for you, because what I endure is only for a short time, while you are really putting yourselves in a state beyond redemption for what you are doing! You have kept saying that I am about your children's age, so from the point of view of fathers, you may think you are doing this completely for my benefit. However, have you ever thought what is best for me? Today, if I had really done what you have asked me to--provided you information about other people and used this to gain my own freedom and future, I would have actually deviated from the right path of my own life. Even though I would have gained what you think is best for me, it would in fact have been the worst thing for me. You do not need to feel pity for me, since everyone has a different understanding of the meaning of life. I have chosen my own path, so I have neither complaint nor regret." After I finished, they kept silent for a while. One of them said to me with his thumb up, "You are great!"

During the few days that I was detained in the police station, the police station director often came to visit me. I comprehensively promoted Dafa to him. The contents of our conversation ranged from Noah's Ark to Sakyamuni and to Jesus, from the theory of evolution to the meaning of life, and from the structure of matter to other dimensions and the Bermuda Triangle. After he made several fruitless attempts to change my thinking, his visits became pure chatting. Since then, they have become very nice to me. The police station director once said to me, "I had initially considered your case to be a rare opportunity for me to win an honor. However, after I got to know you, my thought of using your case to win an honor gradually disappeared. I really want to release you, but I am not the only one who knows about your case. So I really don't know what I should do."

A few days later, I was sent to the detention center. I gave all Master's articles that I had brought into the detention center to the Dafa disciples detained there. I had always felt that I would not stay there long.

The practitioners detained there had already rectified the environment of the detention center. We could study the Fa and practice the exercises, and many of the prisoners there have also attained the Fa. During the period of over thirty days in the detention center, I always reminded myself not to slack off for even a second. I kept studying the Fa and sending forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil.

I felt that the evil was unable to lock me up. Although my flesh body was here inside the detention center, I was now actually eliminating the evil in Tiananmen Square. What I always want to do is definitely to protect the Dafa disciples who are doing the work of preparing Dafa truth-clarifying materials, and to protect the sentient beings so that they are not controlled by the evils. During my stay in the detention center, I carefully looked into my own problems. I found that what the demons took advantage of was the loophole of my lowering my own guard, which, in fact, was a fundamental issue of not being responsible to Dafa. In addition, Master Li said in his "Lecture at the Great Lakes Conference in North America", "...there's just the same difference in whether you step forward or aren't able to step forward, and how much effort you give to this matter of Fa-rectification..." In fact, in the later period (before I was arrested), I was just busy myself in doing Dafa work like a machine. I had rarely put my mind into the Fa-rectification work. This was completely like an ordinary person doing Dafa work.

After I initially arrived at the detention center, my state of mind was good except that I had some fear of being sent to Masanjia Forced Labor Camp [an infamous labor camp in Shenyang City, Liaoning Province, known for its cruelty in persecuting Falun Dafa practitioners]. Later, while I recited Master's article, "Dafa is Indestructible," I came to truly understand the meaning of "As a Dafa disciple, everything of yours is formed by Dafa and is the most righteous." My fear should definitely not be a part of me; instead, it was imposed on me by the old cosmic forces. After understanding this point, my fear of being sent to the Masanjia Forced Labor Camp vanished immediately. At the same time, I also deeply realized that I was not supposed to go to the Masanjia Forced Labor Camp at all. I said to the old cosmic forces, "You are not competent nor qualified to make any arrangements for the great Dafa disciples." After 20 days in the detention center, I felt that I had slacked off in my cultivation, which made me feel very frustrated and worried, because Master said in "Path," "This is not the first time in the course of the degenerating history that evil forces have persecuted cultivators...they all aim to break the will of those who cultivate in a righteous Fa." I felt a little scared since I was not sure if my mind would still be as indestructible as before if I let things go on this way. Later I realized that if Dafa is indestructible and all things of a Dafa disciple are formed by Dafa, then aren't Dafa practitioners also indestructible? What Master said is Fa and I firmly believe in Master and the Fa. The doubt in my mind was thus dissolved.

A question had bewildered me for a period of time. I felt that I had discovered the loophole that was exploited by the demons, and that I had kept sending forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the evil and to eradicate the old cosmic forces' arrangements without slacking off. So how come I still did not get any opportunities to get out of here? One day, I suddenly enlightened to what "solid like diamond and immutable" means. Dafa disciples should be "solid like diamond and immutable" in any environment.

During those days when I was held in the detention center, I felt that Dafa was like a master key; whenever there is an unopened lock in my mind, Dafa always opens it in a manner in which I am unaware. From the beginning to the end, I always held one thought in my mind: that I am a Dafa disciple in the Fa-rectification period and I am here to help save all sentient beings, so I will definitely be able to get out and do what I am supposed to do.

On the 30th day, some people from the Public Security Bureau came to see me. They wanted to check if I had changed to not being able to withstand a single blow after staying here for one month. I saw through their conspiracy right away. I said, "You were unable to get anything from me before. Today you won't be able to get it either." My peaceful smile threw them into disarray. They said, "This one-month detention has made your cultivation even better, so in this sense, sending you here has helped you." I told them in a voice of justice, "That is not correct. If my cultivation has indeed improved, it is because I have not wasted even one minute or one second here. It's the result of my diligently studying the Fa and cultivating my mind and of my righteous enlightment. Everything you have done to me is definitely a persecution against me, and it is not your helping me. I don't acknowledge any of these arrangements and I should not stay here." Thereafter, I started to promote Dafa to them. They were fascinated in listening to my words. Before they left, one of them said to me, "After you get out, let's chat more."

On the 37th day, they sent me to the labor camp in this city. However, the labor camp did not accept me, so they decided to send me to the Masanjia Forced Labor Camp the next day. I clearly realized Master had arranged that night for me. I must get out. So in the middle of the night, I jumped out of the window from the third floor. They were terribly frightened since they were afraid to be held responsible for my death. But I clearly knew that I would be all right.

The police station director said that I was not much of a friend since I made them fail in their duties. I told him, "I am in fact a true friend since whoever has done a most excellent job in handling the Falun Gong issue is for sure the forerunner who is rushing to hell. No matter if you handle it actively or passively, if a Dafa practitioner in your hands walks away, it is definitely your merit and virtue. This is my being truly nice to you." I was sent to the hospital. Early next morning, I started to cheerfully promote Dafa to the surrounding people in a loud and clear voice, showing them the mighty power of Dafa. Even the doctors found it inconceivable. After the evils heard the doctor's diagnosis, they did not dare to bother me anymore. So my family members took me home and I thus walked out of the den of demons.