Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 8, he is a very talented person (please read it!!)

"Clap!"

There was the sound of the door being locked.

When Wang Qingsong saw her entering the house, he felt sticky because it was too hot in the house.

"Why is it so hot in this room?"

I completely didn't notice the air conditioner hanging on the wall in the room.

Even if I saw him, I wouldn't recognize him.

After waiting for a long time, the door opened and Zhou Ying was seen peeking out through the door.

Seeing that he was still sitting on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief.

By now he had changed into a set of flannel pajamas.

But he didn't get close, but stood at the door to prevent any accidents.

Wang Qingsong took a sneak peek and muttered to himself, the clothes are so beautiful.

I seem to have heard that the official wives in the city and the big capitalists all wear such beautiful clothes.

But he didn't want to worry about that now.

He just wanted to know where he was.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

Hearing the sound, Zhou Ying breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the mask, put it on, and hurriedly ran to the door.

When the door opened, two volunteers in white coats were seen standing at the door.

"what's up?"

One of them asked.

"Hello, there is a strange person in my house. Please take him away quickly."

Zhou Ying heard this and said it anxiously.

But the other party did not come in and said directly: "We can't control this. Your building has been sealed and no one is allowed in or out. No matter who it is."

"Hey, why are you like this? I don't even know him."

"We can't make the decision. If we go out and get infected, no one can afford the risk. We are just volunteers. You can call the community."

When you're done, leave.

"Hey, wait a minute, I'll make a call right now."

Zhou Ying quickly stopped the two people and made a call directly.

"Hey, Secretary, I'm from Building 5, Building 301. I don't even know the person who just called... that's right... you guys have to deal with it!"

As she spoke, she began to roar: "Why are you like this? Don't you care about this? Ah, oh, I know."

After a while, she hung up the phone and said to the person in front of her: "Your secretary said that the community and building have been sealed off. It must be from our building. If you take him out, you can't let him go to my house anyway."

Then he glanced at Wang Qingsong and whispered: "I feel like there's something wrong with him here."

When he spoke, he pointed at his head in a mysterious manner.

Although Wang Qingsong's clothes were old, except for some dirt on his back, he still looked relatively clean. Looking back now, he didn't look like a homeless man.

Hearing this, the other party was a little impatient.

One of them shouted to Wang Qingsong: "Come out and go back to your home. Come on, don't stay here."

At this point the glucose powder has already had some effect.

Wang Qingsong also had some strength, and his face was not as pale as before.

He stood up from the ground with support.

He walked out with a confused look on his face.

"I...I don't know where I am now! My home is not here. My home is in Xinlin Commune, No. 1 Production Brigade, No. 6 Team."

No matter how stupid he is, he knows that this cannot be a commune.

One of the people in the white coat smiled and said: "It's still the commune production team! At your age, your grandfather is almost from the commune period. Okay, go home by yourself."

Then he said to Zhou Ying: "By the way, take a photo and ask in the group which family it is from. We will need nucleic acid in half an hour! There is no time to waste here."

He also felt that Wang Qingsong might have a brain problem.

Hearing this, Zhou Ying took a photo of him, stuffed him with a mask, and quickly closed the door.

The two volunteers in white coats ignored him and went straight downstairs with their mobile phones.

Wang Qingsong was left with a confused look on his face.

"This...where is this place? Am I dead?"

After muttering, feeling a little uncomfortable, he sat on the steps of the stairway, a little at a loss.

"Hiss~~ Not dead?"

He twisted himself hard, and the severe pain made him feel that this was not a dream, and he should not be dead.

But where is this place?

After a moment of confusion, he walked downstairs.

Is this a building?
  He had only seen buildings in the county town and when he went to the city.

Is this the city?
  Why did he come to the city? Did he faint for a day?
  Because it is very far from their home to the city.

Putting aside this problem, he was worried about another thing, and that was an appointment to take his sister to the city tomorrow morning.

What should I do?
  He had to go back quickly.

But when he came to the door, he was stopped by the two people from before.

The previous volunteer pointed at his mouth and asked, "Hey, why don't you put on the mask? Put the mask on right away."

The other person is slightly fatter, much fatter than the one next to him.

When Wang Qingsong heard this, he nodded and quickly put on the mask. Zhou Ying was wearing a mask just now, so he naturally knew how to wear it. After putting it on, he hurriedly asked: "Comrade, I want to go out, I have to go home."

"The floor is closed and no entry or exit is allowed. Go back quickly."

The people before looked at him impatiently and sent him away.

Wang Qingsong was anxious for a while, "No, I want to go back, I want to go home."

The fat man saw this and said impatiently: "How many times have I told you, don't you know that the community is closed? If you try to break in again, I will call the police and arrest you."

"Okay, okay, he must have a problem here."

A person next to him pulled him to persuade him.

Wang Qingsong was shocked when he heard that he was going to be arrested.

Has he come to the military compound in the city?
  Only those in the military compounds in the city would be so heavily guarded, and only there could have such beautiful houses and furniture. Why did I come here!

Could it be that he was captured as an enemy agent?

After thinking for a moment, he swallowed and asked, "Where is your leader? Can I meet him? I really don't know how I got here."

At this point, he almost cried.

"Hey, chief, I said you..."

The fat man from before would scold him whenever he spoke.

A person next to him grabbed him again: "Hey, don't worry, I have a way."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Wang Qingsong and said seriously: "Comrade, this is a period of lockdown. All suspicious persons are not allowed in or out. I will notify you when the lockdown will be lifted. Go back as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be a while. You were caught as an enemy agent."

Wang Qingsong was startled when he heard this.

Enemy agent?

Oh my god, how could he be an enemy agent?
  He is a very popular person!

"Hey, for such a comrade, I am not an enemy agent. I really am not. My family has been poor farmers for generations."

"Well, we will investigate clearly. Go back quickly. Otherwise, we will really arrest you later."

The other party said to him seriously again.

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong had no choice but to walk back.

But where should he go?
  This is not his home.

After they left, the thin man who just spoke raised his eyebrows at the hot-tempered fat man and said with a smile, "How is it? This trick is still useful, right?"

"Hey, it's really useful. Where did you learn it? You have a nose and eyes."

"Hey, of course I read it in the novel. The man just now was mentally ill. Do you remember reading the reports before? When some veterans were confused, they only remembered important things in the past. This method is the most effective."

"oh, I see!"

The fat man suddenly realized and looked at Wang Qingsong leaving with a pitiful expression: "You have a mental disorder at such a young age. This family will probably have a hard time."

Then I stopped caring about it.

……

Wang Qingsong frowned.

He always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on what was wrong.

After going upstairs and searching for a long time, he suddenly remembered, which room did he come out of?
  But after running up and down several times, he couldn't remember which room he just came out of.

There are six floors in total, with two households on each floor.

Even after searching all over, he didn't know where he was just now.

In the end, I had no choice but to sit on a step dejectedly.

Stayed there blankly.

After waiting for about half an hour, the sound of a loudspeaker came from below.

"Nucleic acid is being done in Building 5. Come down and do nucleic acid soon..."

Hearing the sound, Wang Qingsong sat up suddenly. This was the sound of a trumpet, but what was this nucleic acid used for?
  Check?

At the same time, I saw people starting to come downstairs.

All kinds of fancy costumes.

When these people saw Wang Qingsong, they just looked at him curiously and ignored him.

Suddenly, a door next to him opened and a figure came out.

It was Zhou Ying.

Seeing him, Zhou Ying felt strange for a while: "You didn't go home? You went down to do nucleic acid tests. Did you bring your mobile phone?"

Wang Qingsong shook his head in confusion: "What is nucleic acid? Hand chicken? What kind of chicken?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ying shook her head and then remembered that there was something wrong with this guy's brain.

Then he went downstairs staring.

The confused Wang Qingsong was left behind again.

At this time, he was a little confused and anxious. How could he go home?

Wheat is at the captain's house, which is fine in the short term, but it will definitely not work for a long time, and he may have to be sent back to Sun Xiuhe again.

But there is nothing he can do now.

We can only wait for this or other notification to lift the ban.

Remembering the sect number, he also went downstairs and stood at the top of the stairs looking at the long queue there.

"Is this... is this an examination? Are there any problems with these people?"

Wang Qingsong looked at the long queue and muttered.

No one calls him, so he shouldn’t go. He’s a very popular person!

(End of this chapter)