Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 14

Dong Qiangqiang suddenly became vigilant, he immediately bent down and picked up the crank, and gently circled behind the tall man.But the tall man just snorted and stopped moving.

Dong Qiangqiang was a little worried. He put the phone on the ground, quickly unfastened his belt, and wrapped it around the tall man's ankle. Together.

The operator's voice came from the phone: "Hello..."

Dong Qiangqiang quickly picked up the phone: "I can't see any landmarks. But I remember that I ran over from the train station."

The operator pondered for a few seconds: "The map shows you're around the Collingborg neighborhood, but we need a more specific location."

"Wait a minute," Dong Qiangqiang suddenly noticed a little red light flashing on the distant mountain in front of him, "I can see a red aviation warning light on the distant mountain."

"Can you try to determine which direction the warning light is in your direction?" the operator asked while quickly looking for a lighthouse-like building on the map. He quickly found that the Collingberg neighborhood could see lighthouses in both directions.

"I guess it should be in the southwest of me." Dong Qiangqiang estimated the direction he was running from the train station.

The operator quickly marked Dong Qiangqiang's location on the map and said, "We will send a police car there immediately. If you see a suspicious person, please don't act rashly. Please take care of your own safety."

After hanging up the phone, Dong Qiangqiang let out a long sigh. He didn't expect that his first night in Germany would be so thrilling.

At this time, he felt a pain in his left arm again. He looked down and saw that the blood on the stab wound had dried up, and it didn't seem to be a big problem.

An unknown insect began to cry in the grass in the distance, and the night seemed so peaceful and peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

*
Jin Yuan lay motionless on his stomach, the old chef under him had already foamed at the mouth and passed out.

After a while, his consciousness slowly recovered, he turned over and lay down with difficulty, looking up at the ceiling, dazed.

Suddenly, he felt as if he was holding something in his right hand. He raised his arm with difficulty, only to find that he was holding an ear in his hand.

Chef's ears.

Jin Yuan was shocked, and quickly turned his head to look at the old chef, only to see that the old chef's right ear was bloody.

He hurriedly threw his ears aside, and big drops of sweat flowed down his forehead: It's not too late, we must leave this place immediately.

He hurriedly got up, knelt on the ground, and hurriedly threw his wallet, mobile phone and other items that had been discarded on the ground by the chef back into his backpack, listening carefully to the movement outside the door.

There was no sound outside the door, and no one seemed to care about the whereabouts of the old chef.

Jin Yuan quickly put the backpack behind him, he turned his head and glanced at the old chef again, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the golden ring on the old chef's hand.

He hesitated for a moment, then rushed to the old chef's side, took off the old chef's ring with three or two strokes, and rummaged through the old chef's pocket again.

He wiped the blood and sweat on his forehead and face with his clothes. He stood by the door and listened for a while. After confirming that no one was there, he gently opened the wooden door.

He tiptoed out of the wooden house, closed the door lightly, and was about to slip into the street from the backyard when he suddenly remembered the package in the metal trash can.

He endured the pain, quickly ran to the trash can, pulled out the paper bag wrapped in a black garbage bag, put it in his backpack, and then ran out of the backyard of the restaurant and disappeared into the dark night.

A few minutes later, the old chef woke up from the cold floor of the wooden house, screaming harshly, and slamming the floor with his fists, he growled: "I will find you."

Jin Yuan's student ID card lies quietly in the shadow under the metal shelf. On the photo of the student ID card, his smile is as bright as the sun.

*
Wu Xiaoxi stumbled and ran, her heart was full of fear and doubts, and she didn't know where she should go now.

She originally thought that her boyfriend Chen Dahu would pick her up at the train station and return to their small home, but she did not expect Chen Dahu to break up with her on the phone.

The two have been together for almost two years, why did he only return to China for a month, and then it became like this?She couldn't figure it out.

Although there are still a few gods and no masters, Wu Xiaoxi gradually thought: If running around aimlessly like this, there may be problems, and she needs to go to a brightly lit place to think about it.

She stopped, looked around carefully, and suddenly found a blue street sign in a shadowy place in the distance. She happily ran up to observe, and after identifying the direction, she ran towards the train station.

*
Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect the opponent's speed to be so fast, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Dong Qiangqiang looked at everything that happened in front of him in disbelief. He looked down at the dark red blood gushing out from his chest one by one, dyeing his clothes red in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the grim smile of the tall man, he staggered backwards and slammed into the car parked behind him.

His body slowly fell down, looking at the ground in front of him that was stained red with his own blood, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Ah!" Dong Qiangqiang shouted out in fright, waving his arms at the same time.

I saw a man in a navy blue uniform quickly withdrew the hand on Dong Qiangqiang's shoulder, and at the same time took a quick step back.

It turned out to be a nightmare, Dong Qiangqiang gasped in a panic, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Did you call the police?" a male voice asked.

Dong Qiangqiang looked up and saw a tall German man wearing a beret and uniform standing in front of him.He has a black baton on his left waist, a gun bag on his right waist, a row of letters "POLIZEI" (police's German) embroidered on the left side of his chest, and a row of numbers under the letters.

"Well, yes, yes." Dong Qiangqiang said while holding the door and stood up.

"Is he the robber with the knife you said?" The male policeman pointed to the tall man sitting on the ground beside him.

"Well, yes, his knife was hit there by me." Dong Qiangqiang said, pointing in one direction.

"Well, we have found the knife. We need you to go back to the police station with us to make a note and tell us what happened."

"No, no problem."

"Get in the car." The male policeman shook his head at Dong Qiangqiang, motioning him to take the police car.

A burly female police officer escorted the tall man into another police car.

The police car roared towards the police station at the train station. Sitting in the car, Dong Qiangqiang was drowsy. He leaned his head lightly against the car window. This day was too tiring for him.

Not knowing when he would get a good night's sleep, he sighed softly and soon fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)