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Huixiang is a small city, which has nothing to do with prosperity, because there are a lot of criminals who have fled here, and the public security here is not good. The whole city can be equated with chaos. ()
Lu Qiaolan and I got off the plane and took a long-distance bus. The people we were traveling with looked like hard-working migrant workers. They had rough skin, simple and cheap clothes, and most of their luggage was big cloth bags. Occasionally, one or two people used suitcases, and they were not seen at the airport. A nice looking suitcase.
The two of us were the odd ones out in this group.
The person sitting next to us gave us a good look.
There was a student sitting diagonally across from us, holding his backpack tightly, always in a state of tension.
The young man in the front seat took off his shoes and socks, emitting an unpleasant smell.
Someone in the last seat was shouting loudly, as if they were playing cards.
The environment inside the car is really not good.
The environment outside the car is not good either.
There are only a small part of the rolling green hills, and more of it is messy farmland and quarries exposing bare rocks. The walls that can be seen along the road are painted with propaganda slogans from decades ago. The content has been blurred by the weather and the sun, leaving only mottled patches of color.
There are also no good vehicles on this road. Trucks and vans account for the majority, while private cars are mostly cheap models that are not new or old. I also saw a modified tricycle running side by side with motor vehicles in a grand manner, and the speed was not slow. As for cars without license plates, I also saw two or three.
The journey lasted more than three hours.
From the highway to the city road, you can see more buildings, but overall, it is no different from what you saw on the road before.
The lines on urban roads are not clear and there are no regular sidewalks. The small shops on the roadside have set up their stalls on the road, and all kinds of smells are mixed together.
I suddenly felt familiar.
The smell of oil and salt, the smell of food, the smell of engine oil...
It's like the smell I smelled after Chen Xiaoqiu entered the hotel.
The long-distance bus entered the dilapidated station, and a group of people got off the bus noisily.
The student was even more nervous and hugged his bag tighter.
The young man passing by laughed and said, "Is it your first year for a student to come back by car?"
The students looked confused.
"How much money did you bring back? Or did you bring back a computer? Hug her so tightly. If you do this, no one will come to steal, and someone is afraid of coming to rob you!" When the young man said this, he laughed and winked.
There were people around him cheering and scaring the student.
The student looked like he was about to cry.
Lu Qiaolan couldn't see it and was about to say something, but I grabbed her.
Lu Qiaolan turned to look at me doubtfully.
I stared outside the car.
There was a man standing outside the car under the window, glaring fiercely at the rude men.
Everyone filed out of the car.
I saw people outside the car drifting to the door of the car. When the men who were laughing at the students got out of the car, he pushed them from behind.
The young man rushed forward and bumped into the person in front of him. The group of people fell into a ball and immediately started to curse. The young man jumped up and scolded the person behind him, and the person behind him naturally denied that he had pushed someone.
A group of people quarreled at the back and all rolled up their sleeves to take action.
The driver shouted loudly and cursed at these people.
A group of people also ran out of the bus station, all of them tall and tall.
Without good knowledge, these passengers could only curse and leave.
The young man suffered the worst fall, and a layer of skin fell off his face. When he left, he covered his face and sucked in the cold air.
Students and we were the last to get off the bus.
I saw him taking the big suitcase and walking forward with some difficulty.
The ghost he saw before followed him, reaching out to help pull the suitcase.
The student turned his head, probably noticing that the weight of the suitcase in his hand had become lighter. Confused, he continued to move forward.
Lu Qiaolan asked: "Just now..."
I looked around and saw no more ghosts, but the city felt too dull to me.
Only now do I understand that this is probably not due to air pollution.
I shook my head at Lu Qiaolan.
Taking out my cell phone, I hesitated for a while and then called back.
The phone call that came back was from the ghost.
I felt nervous for a while, and when the call came through, my heart was stuck in my throat.
"Hello? Who are you?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was not Zhuang Tao's.
"Hello, I received a call from this phone before..." I took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible.
"Ah! Did you receive a call from this mobile phone? When did you receive it? Are you a friend or family member of the owner of the mobile phone?" The person on the other end of the phone was very excited.
I felt that the situation was not good, "No, I am a colleague of the owner of the mobile phone. I received a call yesterday, and it was not from the owner of the mobile phone. It was a policeman..."
"Is it Police Officer Zhuang? Is he a police officer named Zhuang?"
"I'm not sure. He just said it was the police from Huixiang. I have already gone to Huixiang with my friends, and we are at the long-distance bus station." I said.
"What? Wait, we will send someone to pick you up!" the other party said.
I refused outright.
I still remember what Nangong Yao said.
"I'll come here by myself, no need to bother, it'll be faster."
"Ah... that's good." The other party's voice was suspicious.
"Excuse me, are you..." I asked.
"My surname is Wang, Wang Xiaopeng."
"Hello, Officer Wang. I'll make this call when I get here."
"Yeah, sure. You can go directly to the Huixiang Police Station. There is a police station here. It's not a police station, it's a police station."
"Okay, I know."
I hung up the phone, and Lu Qiaolan and I went to find the staff at the bus station.
"You need to go to the police station and hail a car outside." The staff said impatiently.
When I first came in by car, I didn't pay attention, but there didn't seem to be many taxis outside the bus station.
When Lu Qiaolan and I walked to the door of the bus station, we realized that taking a taxi was not a taxi, but a tricycle.
The two of us looked like out-of-towners, and the tricycles gathered at the door enthusiastically solicited business.
"...Go to the police station?" one person asked.
"Yes, the police station, not the police station." I emphasized what Wang Xiaopeng said.
"It's not the police station, where is that?" the person asking the question asked me.
I'm a little speechless.
"I know, I know the road!" Another driver of an electric tricycle raised his hand, "It's the police station on Caotou Road!"
"There is also a police station on Caotou Road?" someone questioned.
"It's over there, the one who handles major cases. The murderer who lived in my building the year before last year was caught and sent there." The little man who raised his hand to answer was very proud, "I followed over and looked. It's over there. The new building was built the year before last year. of!"
The people nearby were talking a lot, but they were not talking about the murderer, but about the police station that they had not known before.
I feel uncomfortable with this kind of custom among Huixiang people.
"Boss, if you take my car for thirty yuan, you can get to the police station in half an hour!" said the little man.
"I only need twenty yuan!"
"You don't know the way!"
"Cao Tou Lu, you just stopped talking!"
People around started making noises.
Lu Qiaolan pulled my clothes and handed me the phone to look at.
The navigation map is marked with the words Huixiang Police Station, but the road next to it is not Caotou Road, but Anding Road.
I couldn't help but frown.
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