Police at the door

Knock Knock...

Seconds later, I was peeping through the hole into the hallway.
There are 2 police officers at the door.
What's that about? I wondered nervously...

Do they know I am using bittorrent everyday? This is the intuitive question popping into my head.
Or...
Are they imposters?
What if I am doing something wrong that I'm not aware of?

Hesitating, I opened the door.

"Hello, are you Y***?", asked one of the officer.
"What's that?"
"Y***". They never could pronounce a chinese name right.
"Sorry?"
"What's your family name?"
"W-*-*-*"
"Did you send an email to your professor saying you're upset about something? About your recently being dismissed from school?"
"No, why?" I was at a loss. "What's my professor's name?" I tried to check whether their information is right.
"Wait on a sec..." The other officer turned to speak to a walkie talkie.
Still wondering what it was about, I suddenly realized that I may not be the one they were asking for. So I went to knock on my roomie's door.
And yes, they were asking for him.
They talked for a while, and the officers left.

Right now, I'm still not sure what happened to my roomie. Clearly, I am not being a good roomate. I haven't talked much to my roomie since midterm. Most of the time, I was on campus. Coursework is like crazy. So, maybe when this semester is over, I better start communicating with him.