When Zuo Shaoqing finally got off the snail-slow train and followed the flow of people out of the platform, her clothes were dirty and torn, her hair was messy, and her face was tired. All her luggage was a bag in her hand.
It was a small baggage. In addition to a few clothes, there was also the crucial piece of soap. She looked like a refugee on the run.
As she walked through the once-familiar but now very unfamiliar platform of Nanjing Railway Station, she looked around carefully. It was hard to tell whether the "water hyacinth" hidden in the dark had the power to set up a net in the country to find her traces.
However, as soon as she left the station, she realized something was wrong.
There were many police officers outside the station, as well as some people with red armbands on their arms. They were checking every passenger leaving the station. At this time, it was impossible for Zuo Shaoqing to go back.
A man wearing a red armband stopped her, looked her up and down with vigilant eyes, then pointed to the side and said: "Go that way." Another man wearing a red armband next to her also waved to her, indicating that she should go that way.
Walk.[
Zuo Shaoqing immediately saw that this kind of blocking was selective. For some customers who had just gotten off the bus, they waved their hands and let them go. But for people they thought were suspicious, or refugees like Zuo Shaoqing,
They pointed the person to a circled open space. Zuo Shaoqing thought for a moment and guessed that it might be the May Day holiday and the Nanjing police were clearing out suspicious or idle people.
Zuo Shaoqing didn't dare to have an attack, so she could only walk to the enclosed open space as calmly as possible. From her perspective, some of the people pointed out here were as shabby as she was, and their clothes were shabby. Others
Then he had a sly look on his face and looked around with panicked eyes.
A policeman, holding a paper clip in his hand, walked up to Zuo Shaoqing and looked her up and down with stern eyes.
Zuo Shaoqing understood that the situation was very unfavorable to her.
"What's your name?" The policeman took the pen, opened the paper clip, raised his head and asked her.
"Zuo Shaoqing." She replied softly.
"Where do you come from?" the policeman asked again.
"Coming from Kunming." Zuo Shaoqing's voice became even lower.
"What are you doing here?"
"Looking for relatives."
"What?"
"I can't survive there anymore, so I want to join my relatives here and find something to do." Zuo Shaoqing replied softly.
"Do you have any documents?"
Zuo Shaoqing shook his head, "No."
The policeman's eyes became a little gloomy, and he looked her up and down again. He nodded his feet and said, "Wait here, don't leave." Then he turned to the person next to him.
Zuo Shaoqing watched coldly, and sure enough, the man took out a crumpled ID card from his arms. The policeman looked at the ID card, waved to the man and let him go. At this time, she was very hesitant, not knowing what to do next.
What to do? She lowered her head and stood quietly, trying not to attract more attention from others.
An hour later, Zuo Shaoqing and a dozen other selected people were herded into a truck.
Now, Zuo Shaoqing was sitting on the bumpy and swaying floor of the carriage, looking out blankly, feeling depressed and gloomy. The feeling at this time was actually something he had never mentioned before, or even thought about.
It has been almost twenty days since she saw Ruan Qibo being assassinated in Cam Ranh Bay, South Vietnam. During this period, she was almost in danger and danger at every step. She was fighting for her life in Dr. Mei's clinic.
After escaping from the US military base, her two guides were shot to death one after another, she sprained her ankle when crossing the border, and was chased and killed by people from Taiwan in Phnom Penh. Finally, she escaped from the Cambodian National Prison. All of this, she
They all struggled to get through. It was really difficult and dangerous every step of the way, and their lives were hanging by a thread every step of the way.[
Now she is finally back in China. From her feeling, she has gone home. She has been in Taipei for seven years, and what she thinks about day and night is to go home! But just now, she was arrested by the police and wearing red sleeves
The bidder yelled and pushed her to catch up with the truck. She bumped and bumped, and there was always an indelible sense of shame in her heart.
She stared blankly at the street scene outside the car. The old scene was vague and still existed in her memory. She saw that the truck was driving in the direction of Xiaguan. She remembered that there was a detention center in Xiaguan Police Station, which should be in the past.
Stay. There is no doubt that she will be sent to this detention center.
Now, what should she do?
What should I do? This question is actually for people who have choices. But now, she actually has no choice. Maybe her only choice is to tell the police what kind of person she is. She wants to have sex with a man named Du Ziyuan
get in touch.
But as she continued to think about it, she became frightened.
The police will definitely not believe what she says. Who will believe it? Such a poor, wild-haired woman has been hiding in the Taiwan Kuomintang Secrecy Bureau for many years? Who is she trying to deceive? Just for a meal.
?
Therefore, the police will definitely interrogate her repeatedly and endlessly. At that time, she may have no other choice but to tell her past experiences, her real name and the names she has used, and where she has been.
Nanjing experience, and her later experience in South Vietnam. In the end, she had to tell the crucial film hidden in the soap. In this way, there was no doubt that the soap and the film in the soap would leave her.
The hand left her control and might never come back.
Maybe, in the end, the police finally believed her words. They would report to their superiors step by step, telling others her identity, her experience, and her secrets over and over again. Her identity, her experience,
Her secret will be spread throughout the entire public security system. Finally! Fucking final! Her identity, her experience, her secret will flow into the ears of "Water Hyacinth" without a doubt. This is for sure,
There is no "almost".
There is no doubt that the next result will be that she will be stabbed to death in the cell one night.
Zuo Shaoqing knew in her heart that she couldn't do this, and she had to continue struggling to complete her mission.
The name "Water Hyacinth" has long been like a rock, weighing in her heart for many years and becoming her nightmare. She is not a person willing to give up easily, and she must find out this "Water Hyacinth".
At this time, Zuo Shaoqing once again understood that finding the "water hyacinth" and digging him out was a task she had to complete. As I said before, she had no other choice.
Sure enough, the truck drove into the yard of Xiaguan Detention Center. Zuo Shaoqing and a dozen other people were scolded by the police and got out of the truck, and then stood in a row. A female police officer held a paper clip in her hand.
, counting the names one by one. After that, she handed the paper clip to a dark-skinned, strong and strong policeman.
The dark-skinned policeman stood in front of the detained people and stared at them. He said in a low voice: "You will stay here temporarily for two or three days. It won't be too long. I hope it won't be too long. In these two or three days,
Here, we will examine your experience and the purpose of coming to Nanjing. I warn you not to tell lies. If anyone dares to tell lies..."
The dark-skinned policeman stopped unexpectedly when he said this. There was a burst of undisguised consternation on his dark face, and then his eyes became sharp and he stared motionlessly at a person in the team, left
Shaoqing.
He walked slowly over until he was in front of Zuo Shaoqing, still staring at her motionless, examining her, as if he was frozen.
Zuo Shaoqing, who had kept her head down, realized that the policeman had walked up to her. She slowly raised her head and looked at him as calmly as possible. She could vaguely see that this dark-skinned, strong-bodied policeman had sharp eyes.
There was a complicated and indescribable shock and indescribable anger hidden in it. He even stared at her with an almost ferocious look. She didn't understand why. Could it be that he saw who she was? Impossible, she
Never met him.
When the dark-skinned policeman spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse from anger. He asked: "What's your name?"
Zuo Shaoqing said softly: "Zuo Shaoqing."
The dark-skinned policeman opened the paper clip and took a look. He raised his head and still stared at her, with anger and excitement still hidden in his eyes. He was obviously restraining himself. He slowly turned back and said to the female policeman behind him: "Take them
Walk!"
Zuo Shaoqing and two other women were sent into a large room. There were more than a dozen bunks in the room, and seven or eight women of various shapes were sitting on their bunks.
It didn't take long, and the new woman and the woman who had come earlier quickly gathered together and began to whisper to each other, whispering what they knew about the situation inside and outside the detention center. Zuo Shaoqing heard it, and the situation was very unfavorable to her.[
Zuo Shaoqing heard from the women's whispers that the police were going to verify everyone's true situation. If it was true, relatives in Nanjing would have to come to claim it before they could go out. This situation made Zuo Shaoqing worried. She was in Nanjing.
She had no relatives, and she couldn't think of anyone to claim her. These were secondary.
What she couldn't understand was why the dark-skinned policeman looked at her like that. She had an excellent memory. If she had dealt with anyone in Nanjing, she would definitely remember that person. But she had no interest in this dark-skinned policeman.
The police had no memory at all. Even in the cases she had handled before, there was no memory of this person.
However, this dark-skinned policeman must have known her, and something very serious must have happened between him and her. The anger in his eyes made Zuo Shaoqing very surprised and worried.
Just an hour later, the policewoman who had sent her to the detention room appeared outside the door again. She pointed at Zuo Shaoqing and said: "You, Zuo Shaoqing, come out!"
When Zuo Shaoqing stood up, she hesitated for a moment. She still picked up her little bundle from the bunk and held it in her arms. She would never dare to leave this little bundle in the room. In full view of everyone, she lowered her head
He walked out of the room with his head bowed and followed the female police officer.
Just as she guessed, the reason why she was called out alone must have something to do with the dark-skinned policeman. Sure enough, after she followed the female policewoman and turned into the corridor, she immediately saw the dark-skinned policeman standing motionless behind a door.
In front of the door, he stared at her with a stern face.
