Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany
Chapter 48
Chapter 48
Sitting on the bumpy rear seat, looking at the intertwined scenery of night and lights outside the car window, Dong Qiangqiang was confused: I don't know when these things will pass?I don't know how Jin Yuan is doing now?If he was really in danger, why didn't he call the police?If he doesn't trust the German police, he can also turn to the embassy or simply go back to his country, why does he have to stay here?Countless questions lingered in his mind.Although he and Jin Yuan are not familiar with each other, after all, they are both international students and former classmates. He doesn't want the other party to make any mistakes.
He lit a cigarette and took a slow puff, the butt flickering in the darkness.He gently pushed the car window open a crack with his hand, and the clear wind blew in along the car seam at once, and he felt that the whole person was much more awake.
He remembered what happened when he reported the case to the police station at night.
"So, you called the police because someone entered your room to steal something?" A fat policeman who looked about 30 years old sat at the table and looked at Dong Qiangqiang and asked.The fat policeman seemed to have a bunch of socks stuffed in his mouth, and he was grunting when he spoke, which gave Dong Qiangqiang a headache.
"Yes." Dong Qiangqiang hesitated, "My landlord can help me prove it."
"Then have you lost anything? Money? Or something else?" the fat policeman asked, looking for something on a piece of paper.
"Probably not, because he was discovered by the landlord as soon as he entered my room." Dong Qiangqiang thought for a while, "and I have nothing valuable."
"So you didn't drop anything?" the fat cop said, pointing to a spot on the paper, "so you haven't filled in anything here?"
"Yes."
The fat policeman narrowed his eyes and stared at Dong Qiangqiang, as if to confirm whether he was telling the truth: "Then does the landlord remember what he looks like?"
"Well, the landlord said that the thief was about 1 meters, short hair, black, and no beard," Dong Qiangqiang gestured with his hand, "the skin is a little dark, wearing blue sports clothes and jeans, carrying a black satchel, wearing Wearing a pair of sunglasses. I wrote the license plate in the form below."
"This person said that he was your classmate. Does anyone you know look like the person described by the landlord?" the fat policeman inspired.
"No." Dong Qiangqiang said firmly.
"Has the landlord lost anything?" The fat policeman played with a ballpoint pen, a little absent-minded.
Dong Qiangqiang shook his head: "The landlord said he only went to my room."
"Have you had a conflict with anyone recently? Or a conflict or something?" The fat policeman took a sip of coffee.
The look of Jin Yuan immediately appeared in Dong Qiangqiang's mind, and he remembered the stalking: "Well, I was followed on the street once before. I also escaped to a dance hall." Dong Qiangqiang was embarrassed to say more In detail, the past is vaguely replaced by "song and dance hall".
"Stalking? Who stalked you? Did you get hurt that time?"
"I wasn't injured. It looked like two people were following me. They looked like Southeast Asians. But it was so dark at night that I couldn't see very well."
"Well...stalking...Southeast Asian...song and dance hall..." The fat policeman was writing something quickly on the paper. Dong Qiangqiang glanced at it. The handwriting was very scribbled.
"and after?"
"Then I ran through the back door. No one followed me after that."
"Anything else?" The fat policeman seemed to be suddenly interested.
"Also? What else?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't understand.
The fat policeman pointed to the computer and said, "The records in the computer system show that you called the police once in the early morning of last Saturday, and that time someone attacked you, right?"
The image of Wu Xiaoxi immediately appeared in Dong Qiangqiang's mind, and he nodded: "Yes. It was a transcript made by another police officer at that time."
The fat policeman pondered for a while, then stood up: "Wait here." After speaking, he turned and walked into the office behind him.
Through the glass window of the office, Dong Qiangqiang saw what the fat policeman was talking about with a middle-aged male policeman in a gray suit who looked capable. , with a calm and serene expression.
The two talked for about 10 minutes, and the fat policeman came out of the house.
"Well, we already know what you said. Look at your transcript again, and if there is no problem, sign it here." The fat policeman stretched out a fat finger and pointed to the lower right corner of the paper.
"Are you going to call the police?" Dong Qiangqiang asked instead without writing.
"Of course." The fat policeman shrugged, "We will collect fingerprints or footprints at the door, and we will also communicate with your landlord."
"That's great." Dong Qiangqiang happily signed the signature. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, "Are you going tonight?"
The fat policeman nodded.
"Then I have another question: I'm not home tonight."
"Oh, haven't you been home all night?" The fat policeman was a little confused.
Just as Dong Qiangqiang was about to say that he was going to work at night, he suddenly remembered that he didn't have a work permit, so he quickly changed his words, "I'm going to take the university exam in July, and now I'm going to study for the book."
The fat policeman nodded: "Then we can contact your landlord to enter the house to collect evidence."
"Is this a case?"
"Of course. Of course." The fat policeman said hurriedly, "Once we find something, we will communicate with you immediately, and I hope you keep your mobile phone open. But..." The fat policeman hesitated.
"But what?" Dong Qiangqiang asked curiously.
"There are too many cases like this now," the fat policeman frowned and sighed, "We are still investigating the case you reported last time."
Dong Qiangqiang immediately understood the meaning of the fat policeman: this kind of thing is unlikely to solve the case.He nodded and said goodbye to the fat policeman.
The Turkish boy curled up on the seat beside him was sleeping soundly, probably feeling the wind blowing, he mumbled and rolled over.
After smoking two sticks in a row, Dong Qiangqiang saw a familiar factory building from a distance.
What made him happy was that as soon as he got out of the car, he saw Lei Lanting galloping towards him from a distance.
When he approached, Dong Qiangqiang jokingly punched Lei Lanting lightly on the shoulder: "Is your arm okay?"
"I'm fine at all, but the German doctor insisted that I rest for a day, hehe..." Lei Lanting's face was still a little swollen, and bruises could still be seen in some places, and a blue Band-Aid was attached to his chin, "Call me Lei Tiger in the future. ." He laughed, showing two rows of white teeth.
"I don't know who said that at the station that day..." Dong Qiangqiang deliberately teased him and said in his tone, "'Why don't I go see a doctor?'"
Lei Lanting laughed twice: "Old Dong, I figured it out, you are a hidden person."
"See what?"
"It's bad!" Lei Lanting imitated Dong Qiangqiang's sonification.
The two laughed and walked side by side towards the small door of the factory building.
Lei Lanting saw Dong Qiangqiang walking and looking at the crowd, and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"
"Find someone."
"who?"
"You didn't come to the person who worked in your place that day."
"Don't look at it. He can't come." Lei Lanting's face sank, and his tone dropped.
"How did you know?" Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but be a little curious.
"Do you know why I didn't come that day?"
"Didn't your arm hurt, did the doctor let you rest?"
Lei Lanting snorted: "Actually, I can come. But someone is behind me. By the way, he wants to fuck you too."
"Someone? Are you talking about Yu Jianghai?" Yu Jianghai's gloomy face immediately appeared in Dong Qiangqiang's mind, "Want to overcast me? Then why am I still here? How did you know these things?"
"It's been a long time since I've been here," Lei Lanting looked around and whispered, "Can I tell you something that doesn't make sense? As for you, I don't know more about it. But many people here They are old fritters, they don’t work hard, and Germans are not stupid at all. They know who can do it and who can’t do it.”
Dong Qiangqiang remembered what the brown-haired man had said to him that day, and understood that Lei Lanting's analysis might be right.
"Then why are you here again today?" Dong Qiangqiang asked suspiciously, "Why is this?"
"You just work hard, don't worry about so many useless things, come and help me today when you have time." Lei Lanting showed his ID to the gate guard and took the gloves from the other side, "Let's do it here first. Weekend, then go do a big job."
Dong Qiangqiang also took the gloves from the guard: "Well, tell me in detail, I'm ready, by the way, what do you want to eat that day?"
Lei Lanting turned back and blinked at Dong Qiangqiang: "Hey, I'll tell you later."
(End of this chapter)
Sitting on the bumpy rear seat, looking at the intertwined scenery of night and lights outside the car window, Dong Qiangqiang was confused: I don't know when these things will pass?I don't know how Jin Yuan is doing now?If he was really in danger, why didn't he call the police?If he doesn't trust the German police, he can also turn to the embassy or simply go back to his country, why does he have to stay here?Countless questions lingered in his mind.Although he and Jin Yuan are not familiar with each other, after all, they are both international students and former classmates. He doesn't want the other party to make any mistakes.
He lit a cigarette and took a slow puff, the butt flickering in the darkness.He gently pushed the car window open a crack with his hand, and the clear wind blew in along the car seam at once, and he felt that the whole person was much more awake.
He remembered what happened when he reported the case to the police station at night.
"So, you called the police because someone entered your room to steal something?" A fat policeman who looked about 30 years old sat at the table and looked at Dong Qiangqiang and asked.The fat policeman seemed to have a bunch of socks stuffed in his mouth, and he was grunting when he spoke, which gave Dong Qiangqiang a headache.
"Yes." Dong Qiangqiang hesitated, "My landlord can help me prove it."
"Then have you lost anything? Money? Or something else?" the fat policeman asked, looking for something on a piece of paper.
"Probably not, because he was discovered by the landlord as soon as he entered my room." Dong Qiangqiang thought for a while, "and I have nothing valuable."
"So you didn't drop anything?" the fat cop said, pointing to a spot on the paper, "so you haven't filled in anything here?"
"Yes."
The fat policeman narrowed his eyes and stared at Dong Qiangqiang, as if to confirm whether he was telling the truth: "Then does the landlord remember what he looks like?"
"Well, the landlord said that the thief was about 1 meters, short hair, black, and no beard," Dong Qiangqiang gestured with his hand, "the skin is a little dark, wearing blue sports clothes and jeans, carrying a black satchel, wearing Wearing a pair of sunglasses. I wrote the license plate in the form below."
"This person said that he was your classmate. Does anyone you know look like the person described by the landlord?" the fat policeman inspired.
"No." Dong Qiangqiang said firmly.
"Has the landlord lost anything?" The fat policeman played with a ballpoint pen, a little absent-minded.
Dong Qiangqiang shook his head: "The landlord said he only went to my room."
"Have you had a conflict with anyone recently? Or a conflict or something?" The fat policeman took a sip of coffee.
The look of Jin Yuan immediately appeared in Dong Qiangqiang's mind, and he remembered the stalking: "Well, I was followed on the street once before. I also escaped to a dance hall." Dong Qiangqiang was embarrassed to say more In detail, the past is vaguely replaced by "song and dance hall".
"Stalking? Who stalked you? Did you get hurt that time?"
"I wasn't injured. It looked like two people were following me. They looked like Southeast Asians. But it was so dark at night that I couldn't see very well."
"Well...stalking...Southeast Asian...song and dance hall..." The fat policeman was writing something quickly on the paper. Dong Qiangqiang glanced at it. The handwriting was very scribbled.
"and after?"
"Then I ran through the back door. No one followed me after that."
"Anything else?" The fat policeman seemed to be suddenly interested.
"Also? What else?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't understand.
The fat policeman pointed to the computer and said, "The records in the computer system show that you called the police once in the early morning of last Saturday, and that time someone attacked you, right?"
The image of Wu Xiaoxi immediately appeared in Dong Qiangqiang's mind, and he nodded: "Yes. It was a transcript made by another police officer at that time."
The fat policeman pondered for a while, then stood up: "Wait here." After speaking, he turned and walked into the office behind him.
Through the glass window of the office, Dong Qiangqiang saw what the fat policeman was talking about with a middle-aged male policeman in a gray suit who looked capable. , with a calm and serene expression.
The two talked for about 10 minutes, and the fat policeman came out of the house.
"Well, we already know what you said. Look at your transcript again, and if there is no problem, sign it here." The fat policeman stretched out a fat finger and pointed to the lower right corner of the paper.
"Are you going to call the police?" Dong Qiangqiang asked instead without writing.
"Of course." The fat policeman shrugged, "We will collect fingerprints or footprints at the door, and we will also communicate with your landlord."
"That's great." Dong Qiangqiang happily signed the signature. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, "Are you going tonight?"
The fat policeman nodded.
"Then I have another question: I'm not home tonight."
"Oh, haven't you been home all night?" The fat policeman was a little confused.
Just as Dong Qiangqiang was about to say that he was going to work at night, he suddenly remembered that he didn't have a work permit, so he quickly changed his words, "I'm going to take the university exam in July, and now I'm going to study for the book."
The fat policeman nodded: "Then we can contact your landlord to enter the house to collect evidence."
"Is this a case?"
"Of course. Of course." The fat policeman said hurriedly, "Once we find something, we will communicate with you immediately, and I hope you keep your mobile phone open. But..." The fat policeman hesitated.
"But what?" Dong Qiangqiang asked curiously.
"There are too many cases like this now," the fat policeman frowned and sighed, "We are still investigating the case you reported last time."
Dong Qiangqiang immediately understood the meaning of the fat policeman: this kind of thing is unlikely to solve the case.He nodded and said goodbye to the fat policeman.
The Turkish boy curled up on the seat beside him was sleeping soundly, probably feeling the wind blowing, he mumbled and rolled over.
After smoking two sticks in a row, Dong Qiangqiang saw a familiar factory building from a distance.
What made him happy was that as soon as he got out of the car, he saw Lei Lanting galloping towards him from a distance.
When he approached, Dong Qiangqiang jokingly punched Lei Lanting lightly on the shoulder: "Is your arm okay?"
"I'm fine at all, but the German doctor insisted that I rest for a day, hehe..." Lei Lanting's face was still a little swollen, and bruises could still be seen in some places, and a blue Band-Aid was attached to his chin, "Call me Lei Tiger in the future. ." He laughed, showing two rows of white teeth.
"I don't know who said that at the station that day..." Dong Qiangqiang deliberately teased him and said in his tone, "'Why don't I go see a doctor?'"
Lei Lanting laughed twice: "Old Dong, I figured it out, you are a hidden person."
"See what?"
"It's bad!" Lei Lanting imitated Dong Qiangqiang's sonification.
The two laughed and walked side by side towards the small door of the factory building.
Lei Lanting saw Dong Qiangqiang walking and looking at the crowd, and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"
"Find someone."
"who?"
"You didn't come to the person who worked in your place that day."
"Don't look at it. He can't come." Lei Lanting's face sank, and his tone dropped.
"How did you know?" Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but be a little curious.
"Do you know why I didn't come that day?"
"Didn't your arm hurt, did the doctor let you rest?"
Lei Lanting snorted: "Actually, I can come. But someone is behind me. By the way, he wants to fuck you too."
"Someone? Are you talking about Yu Jianghai?" Yu Jianghai's gloomy face immediately appeared in Dong Qiangqiang's mind, "Want to overcast me? Then why am I still here? How did you know these things?"
"It's been a long time since I've been here," Lei Lanting looked around and whispered, "Can I tell you something that doesn't make sense? As for you, I don't know more about it. But many people here They are old fritters, they don’t work hard, and Germans are not stupid at all. They know who can do it and who can’t do it.”
Dong Qiangqiang remembered what the brown-haired man had said to him that day, and understood that Lei Lanting's analysis might be right.
"Then why are you here again today?" Dong Qiangqiang asked suspiciously, "Why is this?"
"You just work hard, don't worry about so many useless things, come and help me today when you have time." Lei Lanting showed his ID to the gate guard and took the gloves from the other side, "Let's do it here first. Weekend, then go do a big job."
Dong Qiangqiang also took the gloves from the guard: "Well, tell me in detail, I'm ready, by the way, what do you want to eat that day?"
Lei Lanting turned back and blinked at Dong Qiangqiang: "Hey, I'll tell you later."
(End of this chapter)
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