Police Chen Shu

Akbar and Abdul were standing on the roadside at the train station in the city.

Abdul squinted his eyes, stretched, and took a few deep breaths: "This place is really nice. It's great!"

Aikbal hugged his chest and said with disdain: "Huh, the hills and rivers are so petty and petty. No matter how you look at them, they are not as magnificent as our new J."

Abdul looked around and said with a smile: "It's not like I'm going on a trip to see the scenery. Look, there are so many people here, are you still worried that things won't get done?"

Akbar was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Abdu, are you planning to do something big here?"

Abdul put his hand on Aikbal's shoulder, pointed at several places where foreigners were, and said with a smile: "Do you understand?"

Akber looked at the white-skinned foreigners who came out of the train station happily with their luggage on their backs. He smiled coldly and said, "You mean to deal with these foreigners?"

Abdul put his ear to Aikbal's ear and said, "You are stupid. The foreigners have no enmity with us, so why bother with them?"

"What do you think?"

"The compulsory market is the largest concentration of small commodities in China, and there are a lot of foreigners gathering in the city. As long as we make some noise in this city, even if it is just a few firecrackers, the whole world will probably hear it. Arrived. Do you think it feels good? Hehe, it feels so good!"

Abdul squinted his eyes, and a boundless darkness was reflected in the narrow slits.

Akbar clenched his fists, fearful of Abdul. If killing someone without batting an eyelid is considered a good virtue among them, then Abdul's pleasure in killing people is something that even those with good moral character would describe as a devil.

But those teachers with Western faces seem to like this kind of people the most. They said they wanted to resist the invasion of the devil for the sake of pretense, but in actual actions they expressed their love and praise for Abdul that far exceeded others.

Thinking of this, Aikbal gritted his teeth and said: "Abdu, I know that you have always been the smartest and most popular student among the instructors in the training base. Before setting off, I was also prepared in my heart to follow you. . But we have to go to Dongzhou because of Chen Shu."

Just as he was talking, Abdul tugged on Akbar's sleeve, then turned around and walked quickly to the temporary parking spot of the taxi.

Aikber's reaction was not slow, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that several heavily armed special police officers were looking towards them from a distance.

"Damn it! How discriminatory!"

The two of them swayed and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

After wandering around the city for a long time, there was either no room, there was something wrong with the room and no one could stay there, or there was something wrong with the computer at the front desk and we couldn't check in at the moment.

The hotel always pushes people out for various reasons.

"Mom, these Chinese people don't do any business that comes to your door! They really eat so much meat that their brains are rotten!" Aikbal stood in the street and alley and spat on the ground.

(ps: big meat = pork)

Ah Bu didn't say anything, he just stared at the hotel lobby where they were invited out earlier. Through the transparent glass door, the scene inside was clearly visible.

Not long after, a young couple dragging their luggage came in. After staying briefly at the front desk, they both entered the elevator next to it.

"Mom, don't you have a room? Then how did they get in!"

Following Abdul's line of sight, Aikbal also saw all this. This kind of naked discrimination and rejection made the emotions he had suppressed along the way completely burst out at this moment.

He kicked over the trash can on the side of the road. Still not satisfied, he then raised the trash can that had been kicked over and slammed it into the alley. With a loud "bang", several desperate wild animals were heard. The dogs whined and fled in all directions with their tails between their legs.

Passers-by looked over and pointed.

Abdul pulled the dejected Aikbal into the alley and left without looking back.

After wandering around for a long time, almost from morning to night, the two finally got the room card in a guest house in a very remote alley.

If the old woman sitting on the stage hadn't happened to be unable to find her glasses and couldn't check their ID cards carefully, I guess they would have been looking for a place to live in the free market. Maybe they would have to live in Qiaodong tonight. .

Although the guest house is small and shabby, the computer used to register guests is brand new. Facial recognition and ID card recognition are very convenient, which is very convenient for both the registrant and the registered person.

With two clicks, the old lady without glasses successfully registered the tourists who were checking into the store.

However, convenience means that information can be transferred quickly.

Entering the room, Aikbal looked at the scattered hair, dark brown oil stains, and some unknown liquid on the quilt and sheets, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

On the contrary, Abdul was more casual. He threw himself on the bed and covered his head with the quilt, intending to have a good sleep and wait until he woke up to do other things.

Just a few minutes after resting, while Aikbal was still standing beside the bed struggling, Abdul suddenly stood up with a sudden jerk, moved to the window in a few quick steps, slightly opened the curtains and faced downstairs. Looking over, I saw an off-road vehicle with red and blue police lights flashing suddenly parked in front of the guest house.

"Looking for us?" Aikbal looked over Abdul's shoulder and also saw the policeman downstairs, "Abdu, are you running?"

Abdul pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly: "None of the police along the way arrested us, and the police here will not arrest us either. And we have not done anything now. Don't worry, they won't come looking for us."

Aikbal breathed a sigh of relief, sat down when he returned to the bed, and then lay back down, no longer entangled and uncomfortable as before.

Abdul stood by the window and watched for a long time. After confirming that only one police car came, he became even more convinced that it was not specifically looking for them.

Thump thump thump.

The unique footsteps of boots sounded in the corridor, making an unpleasant creaking sound on the old wooden floor.

Starting from the stairs, we walked towards Abdul's room with a clear purpose, without stopping in any other room.

"Dong dong dong."

There was an unexpected knock on the door.

Aikbal sat up immediately and looked at Abdul with his huge eyes: He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that if he was caught by the police without doing anything, he would not be able to go to heaven to meet his family.

Abdul's figure couldn't help but swayed, and he was almost ready to jump out of the window and escape, but then he remembered that the police were knocking on the door so politely, and there was indeed only one police car parked downstairs, so he finally calmed down.

As he walked towards the door, he stabilized his breathing.

After opening the door, two policemen were armed, with guns on their waists and cameras with green lights on their bodies.

"Hello, I'm sorry to disturb you two from resting. We're just here for a routine inspection."

The policeman who bore the brunt of the incident was very kind and friendly, and the younger one behind him also had a smile on his face, but if his hand stuck on the handle of the gun at his waist could rest somewhere else, the effect would definitely be better.

The following questions from the two police officers were similar to those of the police officers on the high-speed train. They also asked for ID cards first, and then asked where they were going, why they were going there, how many days they planned to stay here, and when they were going back.

After the questioning, the policeman politely returned the ID card and then said, "Excuse me." His attitude was so good that Aikbal could not understand it.

When the door was closed, Aikbal rarely yelled, but could not stop praising that the two-legged pig that eats seafood on the coast is still much better than the one with its mouth.

Abdul returned to the bed and looked down through the gap in the curtains. He only waited for the two policemen to get into the police car and leave before returning to the bed and sitting down.

Aikbal mocked: "Damn it, Ah Nang! These damn policemen came to the door face to face and couldn't find us. God bless us, we will definitely gain a lot from this trip."

Abdul looked solemn and said: "Akbar, we have to go."

"Why? Didn't the police say they conduct routine inspections? What are you afraid of?"

"I just counted the time, and they just waited for the two of us in the entire guest house."

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The two quickly packed their luggage and slipped out of the back door of the guest house without even checking out at the front desk. They didn't even ask for a deposit.

We came to the main road and stayed away from the guest house.

Aikber let out a breath, but he was still resentful about being forced to leave the rarely opened room. He could only tease the two policemen and vent his anger: "Those two dead policemen, don't look polite on the surface, I guess deep down they are full of resentment." Our discrimination!”

Abdul raised the corner of his mouth and said casually: "The police here are good. Don't look at them always discriminating against this and that, but this is a good thing."

"Good thing?"

"Think about it, in Nanjing, only two policemen will come to check on us? Will they stand at the door with their big bellies showing, smiling, waiting for us to open the door inside?"

Does it mean low vigilance?

Akber lowered his head and thought, indeed, in Nanjing, the police are eager to wear bulletproof armor from their hair to their toes, and then come over for routine inspections with submachine guns and explosion shields.

There were at least four heavily armed police officers.

Then there must be a full team on guard downstairs, and there will be three or four teams within a hundred meters waiting for possible support.

He somewhat understood what Abdul meant.

Abdul kicked off the gravel on the roadside and laughed loudly: "Please give me a hundred policemen like this, hahaha! It's so cool!"