Not only was sleeping a problem, bathing was also a problem. The rental house had limited conditions and no bathroom, let alone a bathroom. Fortunately, Sister Zhang was eager to help, boiled hot water, lent her house to Xiaofan to take a bath, and even specially drew the curtains.
Go up, for fear of being spied on.
"There are a lot of bad people on this street. They throw things away all day long, and there are also gangsters who peek at women taking baths." Sister Zhang said.
It was getting dark, and the tenants living at No. 108 Tiezha Street came back one after another, and the lights came on one by one. Sister Zhang's husband drove a disabled car back first and locked the car on the telephone pole at the door.
He limped up to the second floor, and soon there were the sounds of quarreling and smashing things in the house. The lame man rushed out angrily and drove away in his disabled car. Sister Zhang sat at the door and cried: "Kill thousands of people."
You know how to gamble, you've ruined all the money I have at home, Wang Zhigang, why didn't you go out and let a car hit you and kill you?"
The neighbors were watching the excitement on the balcony with their rice bowls. The husband who rented the in-laws' house came back with a bird cage. He was dressed in a silk Chinese trousers and was enjoying himself. He stood in the yard and advised: "Sister Zhang, don't say such things.
, if the child is really hit and killed, he will have no father."
"Come into the house for now. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute." The charterer grabbed her husband's ears and dragged him inside.
The daughter of the landlord's husband's family also came back. She wore hot pants and heavy makeup. She threw her schoolbag at home and said, "Mom, I went out to play."
Do you look like a student?"
For some unknown reason, two families on the third floor had a quarrel. The patio was filled with obscene words. Everyone was used to it and pretended not to hear it.
In room 202, Zhu Xiaoqiang was playing DOTA with headphones on, as if he was isolated from the world.
On the fourth floor, Liu Handong gave up his room and bed to Xiaofan and made a bed on the rooftop. Buildings and roads were being built everywhere in the city. The sky was full of haze and the stars could not be seen. Liu Handong fell into a deep sleep.
I don’t know how many hours later, a scream suddenly pierced the night sky, and the lights turned on in the silent courtyard. I saw the tenant’s daughter running out of the room on the first floor, wrapped in a bath towel, and shouted: "
Catch the gangster! Someone peeked at me taking a shower!"
A strong young man came out of the house carrying an iron bar and ran out with murderous intent to catch the gangsters. This man was the eldest son of the charter wife.
Just at this time, Wang Zhigang also drove the disabled car back, and went straight upstairs to ask Sister Zhang for money to return to the book. Sister Zhang started fighting with him. Liu Handong was woken up and lay on the balcony watching the fun. Xiaofan came over and gently
Shaking his arm, there was a pleading look in his eyes.
Without saying a word, Liu Handong immediately went downstairs. When he saw Wang Zhigang raising his fist, he stepped forward and held Wang Zhigang down, holding his collar and pushing him against the wall. Wang Zhigang shouted with a mouth full of alcohol: "Smelly bitch"
Hey guys, you can do it, find someone to beat me up, and I’ll call the police!”
Sister Zhang also took out her mobile phone and said: "Call the police!"
There was also a mess down there. The gangster who was peeping in the shower was caught and beaten half to death by the young man. The charterer called 110 and called the police to pick him up.
In room 202, Zhu Xiaoqiang was still working hard in front of the computer, completely unaware that his Nokia 5230 was missing.
…
Huahuo Police Station, in the duty room, police officer Ma Guoqing is sitting at his desk, despairing. He has a diagnosis of late-stage gastric cancer in his hand. He has been a policeman for half his life, has never made any meritorious service, and has never been punished. He is a good guy, why is God so cruel?
Open your eyes.
Ma Guoqing's wife works as a conductor in a bus company and has retired. His only daughter Ma Ling also works as a driver in the bus system. What will they do if he leaves?
The phone rang suddenly, and the 110 command center dispatched the Huahuo Police Station to Tiezha Street to dispatch the police. There was a security case and a family dispute.
Although he carried two bars and two flowers on his shoulders, Ma Guoqing had no administrative position and was just a front-line police officer. He sighed, folded up the medical certificate and stuffed it into the pocket of his police uniform. He took two assisting police officers and drove a dilapidated Santana police car.
He went out without sounding the siren and flashing the police lights all the way to No. 108 Tiezha Street.
As a police officer, Ma Guoqing is very familiar with every plant and tree on Tiezha Street. Thousands of people live on this street, mostly migrant workers. Because it is located in the urban-rural fringe, the situation is very complicated and it is a crime-prone area. , there are endless cases of prostitution, gambling, drug abuse and fights. The police station has limited energy and cannot deal with it at all. Every time he encounters a group fight, Ma Guoqing will go around. One thing more is worse than one less thing. After working in this industry for a long time, he has seen a lot of things. , the passion in my early years has long since become colder than the water of the Huaijiang River in thirty-nine days.
Tonight's case is not complicated. A migrant worker at a nearby construction site peeped on residents taking showers. Ma Guoqing understood very well that these migrant workers, who could not go home several times a year, were sexually repressed, had sexual intercourse, and were reluctant to spend money to go to the shampoo room, so they could not help but do so.
When something like this happens, the suspect has been beaten half to death by the residents, so he just has to handcuff the suspect and carry him to the car.
There was another family dispute that was a little more complicated. Sister Zhang held Officer Ma's sleeve and cried, saying that her husband not only didn't care about their mother and son's life and death, but also often gambled with her hard-earned money, playing gambling machines in the game machine room on the street.
, and asked Officer Ma to confiscate the gambling machine quickly.
Ma Guoqing smiled bitterly. Gambling machines are something that big brothers in society use to make money, and there are people behind them. If you copy them today and put them back tomorrow, what use is it for you, a little policeman, to care about them?
He gave Sister Zhang a few words of advice, and then criticized and educated Wang Zhigang.
Wang Zhigang went crazy due to drinking, but he became honest when he met the police, admitted his mistake and promised not to gamble again, and the matter was resolved.
As usual, Ma Guoqing asked his tenant-in-law if there were any new tenants living in the house. The tenant-in-law said that she had rented two new rooms. The second floor was rented by nearby students, and the fourth floor was rented by a brother and sister.
"Officer Ma, don't worry. I'm a public security activist on our street. I can tell what kind of bad guy is at a glance. There's absolutely no problem." The charterer patted her chest and assured her.
"Has your ID card been registered?" Ma Guoqing asked.
"I registered it, but I forgot where I threw it. I have such a bad memory." The charterer patted her head.
"I'll go up and have a look." Ma Guoqing went upstairs with the water and flashlight.
202, Zhu Xiaoqiang took off his earphones and looked at the police who came to the door in fear. If hundreds of gigabytes of Japanese, European and American love action movies were found on his computer, it would be a serious crime of reeducation through labor.
The police checked Zhu Xiaoqiang's ID card, said nothing, and continued upstairs.
Xiaoli and Xiaohong, who work in a beauty salon, live on the third floor. They are lucky today because they did not bring any guests back to spend the night. Otherwise, they would have been found out by the police and either sent to a labor camp or fined.
There was a new tenant on the fourth floor. The tenant knocked on the door, and the only person standing in the room was Xiaofan, who was wearing pajamas. She told the police with gestures that she did not bring her ID card.
Ma Guoqing frowned and asked where is the man living with you? In fact, he has already seen the floor bunk on the rooftop. This man must have noticed the police inspection and hid.
At this time, Sister Zhang followed up to watch the excitement and talked. She kept saying that Dadong and Xiaofan were good people, enthusiastic and kind, and the girl even helped him cook. Ma Guoqing couldn't see any clues for the time being, and he didn't want to say more.
It happened that the intercom was calling him again to deal with a security dispute caused by a traffic accident, so he asked the charterer to go to the police station to file a report tomorrow, and then went downstairs.
The police car drove away, but Liu Handong still did not show up.
Liu Handong went to look for witnesses. The first stop was the Wenquan Road widening construction site. The garbage trucks were transported at night. Liu Handong remembered the license plate of the garbage truck that witnessed his car accident and found the driver easily.
A group of big-bodied garbage truck drivers with rough faces were gathering together to smoke and brag. Liu Handong walked over and explained his purpose. A man in his thirties stared at him and said, "It's my car. What's wrong?"
Liu Handong said: "Now the police are going to make trouble for me. Do you have to help me prove it? Tell the police what you saw."
The driver said: "Yes, I saw a person lying in front of your car, with his head pierced by a steel bar, and someone also fell on the passenger seat, but who am I to testify for you? I've been extremely busy driving all day, and it's delayed.
I earn at least a thousand yuan less per hour, and you have to pay me for lost work time."
Other drivers also followed suit, saying that they would pay at least 1,000 yuan in lost wages.
Liu Handong clenched his fists.
The driver said slyly: "I don't want you to give it in vain, I know where the injured have been sent."
Liu Handong hurriedly asked where, and the driver shook his head: "Taking money to talk."
Liu Handong said just wait, I will raise the money, turned around and left. After walking far away, he took out his Nokia 5230, brought up the recording function, and listened again to what the driver said just now.
This is also evidence, Liu Handong said to himself.
…
In Memphis, Tennessee, the United States, at the Methodist University Hospital Transplantation Institute, Xia Qingshi, a cancer patient from China, underwent a liver transplant here. He lived in the ICU ward, and a female assistant in her twenties was responsible for daily care.
There is a team of five people responsible for logistics.
A police officer from the Memphis Police Department came to the hospital and asked to see Xia Qingshi. The female assistant received him and communicated in fluent English, saying that Mr. Xia's current health condition was not suitable for receiving guests. I am his senior assistant Anna.
You can tell me anything.
The police officers told Anna that they received an email from China. The sender claimed to be Xia Qingshi's daughter, who was now in danger of being kidnapped and killed, and asked them to inform her father.
"You know, this kind of bizarre thing doesn't happen often. As a police officer, this is the first time for me to encounter a letter asking for help from across the ocean," the police officer said.
"Thank you, I will inform Mr. Xia and deal with it accordingly." Anna said.
"I'm sorry, I have to talk to Mr. Xia in person. This is what his daughter requested." The police officer still insisted.
"I'm afraid not. Mr. Xia has just completed the operation and has not yet woken up." Anna spread her hands.
The police officer was just doing a routine thing, so he stopped insisting and said: "Then please convey the message, I will come again."
Anna sent the police out, turned back to the ward, put on a sterile gown and entered the ICU. Xia Qingshi's liver transplant operation was very successful, and he was immediately lying on the hospital bed to rest. He was a Chinese man about forty years old, with an extremely thin face.
, it can be vaguely seen from the facial lines that he was a handsome man when he was young.
"Qingshi, how do you feel? Everything is fine at home, don't worry about it," Anna said.
Xia Qingshi nodded weakly.
Anna came out of the ICU, picked up the phone and dialed the China Overseas Long Distance Number starting with 086, and said, "I'm An Xin. Find me the best private detective in Omi immediately. I want one who has been a criminal police officer."