I am a cripple in the Siheyuan. Who am I afraid of?

Chapter 487 You don’t have to go to the hospital, but you have to go to the police station
Song Wu rode his bicycle towards Huguo Temple Alley, still thinking about what happened to Yu Haitang just now.

He had just turned out of the Nanluoguxiang alley, and because he was a little lost in thought, he didn't pay attention and almost collided with a worker from the briquette factory who was pulling a cart to deliver briquettes.

Hey, not only can you not be distracted while driving, but you can also not think in your head while riding a bicycle. If the perception is detecting, how could such a situation happen?

Someone was pulling a cart of briquettes, and just because he was avoiding him, the cart and the cart hit the wall next to him. He didn't know if something went wrong after the collision.

Song Wu felt very embarrassed and quickly got off his bicycle and parked it on the side of the road.

Then, he quickly went to the opposite side to see how injured the person pulling the briquettes was.
"Where do you think you're hurt?"

Song Wu felt as if the man was pushed by the handlebar. If this guy was hit hard enough, his ribs might be broken.

Now the man with black hands and black face pulling the briquettes was rubbing his chest and gasping for air.

When Song Wu saw that he didn't recognize this person, the people who delivered briquettes nearby were all fixed people, and they didn't change every few years, so he said hello again: "Are you new here? I've never seen you before."

The man seemed to have regained his composure, and he waved his hand at Song Wu while rubbing it, "Hey, oh, I, I'm fine. It was just a hard push, so there shouldn't be any injuries. You don't need to worry about me, just leave."

The man saw that Song Wu was still holding his hand and wouldn't let go, so he turned to look at Song Wu and said, "Let's go. I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital."

Song Wu's light words made the man tense all over. It was obvious that the muscles on his body suddenly stiffened.

The person delivering the briquettes originally looked a little anxious and panicked, but overall he was relatively relaxed. However, as he listened to the random thoughts in Song's mouth, he became more and more nervous, surprised, and frightened.

The person who sent briquettes to someone else had a black face and black hands, but his hands and neck were all white, and the inside of his collar and neck were still clean. The clothes on her body were cleaner than Song's.

Seeing that Song Wu was really preparing to send him to the police station, the man seemed a little panicked: "Don't send me to the police station. Just let me go. I have money. I will give you as much as you want."

"Hey, let's go to the hospital and have a look. After all, a cart of coal pushed the person against the wall. Maybe there is something wrong. It may not be obvious right away. Don't leave any hidden injuries."

That person wanted Song Wu to leave quickly. But Song Wu refused to leave right now.

This level of performance is probably only seen in anti-Japanese dramas. These people don't seem professional enough.

"You don't have to go to the hospital, but you have to go to the police station."

At this time, Song Wu suddenly smiled and said to the person delivering the briquettes: "It seems that there are quite a lot of you, from all walks of life. I always felt something was wrong when I left the house just now. It turns out that today there are many people from all walks of life. People from all walks of life come to provide services. People who read electricity meters and check water meters. You guys are really good at it. None of them are professional."

Song Wu really felt sorry. Because he was distracted and injured someone, many families now have one person to support the whole family. If someone is injured and cannot do the work, it will be a problem for the whole family to eat.

Co-authored, no one among them was missed today, they are all in the eyes of others. At this moment, the friends were gathering around. He was so cautiously preparing for a sudden attack. He had already figured it out clearly. Although he didn't know how he found out, it was obvious that he was not alone.

Song Wu was more sure of his guess now. He pulled the man and walked to the wall again.

Song Wu walked up to the man and pushed the cart pulling briquettes away for him, then stretched out his hand to support him and slowly tried to walk back and forth on the roadside twice.

"Release me quickly. I'm sent by a higher-level department on a special mission. Don't make trouble here."

The man originally didn't want to follow and wanted to break away, but Song Wu's hands were strong, holding his arm with one hand and squeezing his backbone with the other.

He couldn't move at all.

"Okay, it's really okay. I've felt better after walking twice and it doesn't hurt anymore. You can go."

Come on. Definitely not a good person. Song Wu was now curious. What was this man dressed as a briquettes delivery man doing in the Nanluoguxiang alley? Here are ordinary workers and people, wandering around here, what valuable content is worth them spending so much effort on.

However, Song Wu actually didn't use too much force and kept his hands. After all, it was not clear what this person did. Although his behavior was suspicious, he was not necessarily an enemy.

"I have to be responsible to society. I am a worker, and the most important thing I lack is a sense of responsibility. So I don't know who you are, and I can't figure it out, so I can only send you to the police station. If anything happens, you can tell them Go ahead. You are one of us. Let’s smoke a cigarette, drink a cup of tea, shake hands, and go your separate ways. If you are not one of us, that would be a coincidence.”

Song Wu obviously felt that the person delivering the briquettes in his hand was becoming more anxious. If his body hadn't been restrained, he might have begun to struggle violently by now.

However, at this moment, he clearly felt that the four people who had been approaching here suddenly stopped, then turned around and left quickly towards the way they came.

At the same time, a jeep drove over. A smile appeared on Song Wu's face. The jeep parked next to the truck pulling briquettes.

Ling Li's driver opened the door and got out.

He didn't know Song Wu, but Song Wu knew him very well. Today he wore a military uniform, stood in front of Song Wu, took out his star-studded ID card from his pocket and waved it in front of Song Wu's eyes.

"Hello, comrade. Please release your hands. This comrade is performing a special mission."

Song Wu did not let go, but said to Ling Li's driver: "Who are you? I haven't seen the witness documents, so I can't let go. I will only let go when I see the chief of our police station."

Song Wu could clearly feel that when he mentioned the police station again, the man who was delivering briquettes was no longer nervous. This is understandable. Lingli’s driver is already here, so why should we be afraid of the police station?

Sure enough, since Song Wu would not let anyone go, they were very polite and were not in a hurry. He returned to the car, lit a cigarette, and felt at ease.

It was probably about ten minutes. A police officer came from the police station. There have been a lot of changes in personnel recently. I don’t know the name of Public Security Officer Song Wu, but he looks familiar. He briefly understood the situation with the driver at the jeep and looked at the driver's ID.

Unexpectedly, the policeman knew Song Wu, so he called him by name directly.

"Song Wu, I have already understood the situation. It is all a misunderstanding. Please let go."

Song Wu finally let go of the man who sent the briquettes. The man's body had been frozen for too long, and he was suddenly released. His whole body froze, and then he went limp and sat down on the ground.

Song Wu asked the policeman: "Comrade, you are just here, I just see you look familiar, I don't know what to call you?"

The man smiled and said: "My surname is Hao, you can just call me Lao Hao. I am now the deputy director of our police station. If anything happens in the future, just come to me."

I didn't expect to be the deputy director at such a young age. Song Wu felt that this person had great future. The key is to get through next year. He seemed to have the impression that Beijing's public security system had been greatly affected.

Ling Li's driver took the man who delivered the briquettes and turned around and left. Not even that cart of briquettes.

Song Wu took out his cigarettes and gave one to Old Hao, "What should I do with this cart of briquettes?"

Old Hao took a puff of his cigarette, smiled and said, "Let the people from the briquette factory take it back. However, if this is not from the briquette factory, but someone else has already bought it, we will deal with it separately at that time."

The two smoked a cigarette, chatted for a few words, and got to know each other. Lao Hao left on his bicycle. Song Wu also discovered through this period that the surroundings suddenly became much quieter. It can be seen that Ling Li's driver evacuated everyone.

Song Wu was a little confused, what on earth were these people doing?
He felt that these people were not here for Thea. Because Thea just came here, these people wouldn't react so quickly, so they could just pull a cart of briquettes over and cover them. This is amazing.

Therefore, Song Wu judged that these people were not for Thea, but had other goals. Who is the target? Deaf old lady? No, that old woman is not worthy of such a big fuss.

There was a vague feeling of danger in his heart.

Riding a bicycle, I seized the time and rushed all the way to Huguo Temple Hutong. The alley was very quiet, and the desolate wind was blowing the remaining leaves.

Song Wu went back and forth twice and found nothing unusual. Is Thea too sensitive? Or if there were people, they would have already left by now.

Anyway, after what happened today, Song Wu has decided not to let Thea come back to live here. His original idea was right and she can't stay too far away.

During this period of time, let everyone find various reasons to gather in No. 95 Courtyard as much as possible, and don’t go to East nd Street yet.

Wait until Song Wu returns to Nanluogu Lane.

He returned to the room in the small courtyard in front and shook his head to Thea, who looked worried, and said, "Don't worry, nothing was discovered. Do you still have to go to the publishing house every day to work now?"

Thea shook her head: "No, I just need to give them the translated manuscripts regularly. If someone is running errands, I don't even have to go, they just need to send me what they need to translate." I'll give it to them after I translate it. It was like this at Huguo Temple. I haven't been to the publishing house for a long time."

Upon hearing this, Song Wu said happily: "This is the best. I also feel that it seems a little uneasy. It is best to stay in seclusion and stay in this courtyard."

This time Thea didn't hesitate at all or had any extra thoughts, and happily agreed directly. It was obvious that safety was only secondary to comfort.

So, Thea temporarily lived in the study that was converted from the original repair shop.

(End of this chapter)