Zhuge Zhengqi drove and took Qiu Beidou and me to the county public security bureau.
This time, Zhuge Zhengqi did not seek outside help, but took me to find a policeman who was familiar with him.
I heard that I had been missing for three years and my hometown had canceled my account.
The old policeman chewed his teeth and said to Zhuge Zhengqi:
"You didn't make it clear on the phone
This matter is not under our control. The person concerned needs to go back to the police station where the registered residence is cancelled.
You need to bring documents that can prove your identity, such as graduation certificate, real estate certificate and driver's license.
Some areas also require a certifier who can prove your true identity.”
Zhuge smiled righteously and said to the old policeman:
"This is not a mistake.
In order to help the donors reset their hukou, I specifically consulted several lawyers and donors.
they told me one thing
There was a problem with the process of the account cancellation of Donor Shen back then. His account was not canceled for three years, strictly speaking, it was two years and three hundred and sixty-four days.
The day of disappearance is also included in the calculation. This does not comply with the regulations and should be calculated from the second day of disappearance.
Those lawyer donors said that as long as our police station issues an official letter that can prove that donor Shen contacted his ex-wife on May 8, 2015, and prove that the client is still alive, the account cancellation certificate will be canceled immediately .”
It was the first time for the old policeman to hear this statement, and he did not dare to give an accurate answer.
At that moment, the old policeman began to ask his superiors for instructions.
After struggling for several hours, and just as it was getting dark, the superiors at the police station finally came to a conclusion.
The accurate time to count missing persons should be the next day after the last contact with family members.
In other words, the previous cancellation of my account did not comply with the procedures and would be automatically invalidated.
The Luoshen County Police Station issued a certificate to my registered address and the correct time of my disappearance.
As long as my hometown police station withdraws my account cancellation procedure, the ID card I previously retained can continue to be used.
In order to facilitate my normal life, the police station also issued me a temporary identity certificate, which was used for taking transportation and staying in hotels.
After my affairs were settled, I originally thought that it would be more troublesome to deal with Qiu Beidou's identity. After all, he came from the sky and did not have a household registration at all.
I didn’t expect that Fatty Qiu’s identity certificate was easier to apply for than it was for me.
It is said that because Qiu Beidou has applied for temporary status here many times before, a special relocation file has been set up for him at the local police station.
All the procedures for the file are complete, and only Fatty Qiu's signature is needed to obtain an official identity.
After coming out of the police station and returning to Zhuge Zhengqi's car, I said to the ugly Taoist priest with some confusion:
"Brother, with your relationship with the higher-ups, is it still so complicated?
Just like last time, you just make a phone call and go get your ID card early the next morning."
Zhuge Zhengqi said:
“Everything I applied for before was for temporary status.
Once these identities are obtained, they must be sent to special departments for archiving. If you are not a high-ranking official, it is best not to use them lightly.
This time, I am not thinking that Mr. Beidou will live here for another life, so that he can obtain a formal identity once and for all.
As for the donor?
If you don’t restore the canceled account, then you won’t be able to handle the rest of it.”
Hearing that there was something in Zhuge Zhengqi's words, I immediately stopped him and said:
"Brother, what you said doesn't sound right.
Is there anything else I need to do later? Please explain it clearly to me."
The ugly Taoist priest made a face at me, smiled "Jiejie", and said:
Donor, don't worry.
In just a few weeks, you will know everything."
While Zhuge Zhengqi was talking, his cell phone suddenly rang.
The ugly Taoist priest didn't even look at the caller ID. He directly connected the phone and said to the person on the other end of the phone:
"Master, something so big happened?
It's too late - the train is almost arriving at Mohe. Isn't this what Mr. Beidou said about going down the mountain for a walk?
Suddenly it occurred to me that he had some personal matters and took us on a long trip."
While he was talking, he pulled out a small USB flash drive from the gap in the rearview mirror and inserted it into the car stereo. Then there was a loud sound in the car:
"Would you like some snacks and mineral water?
Yes, yes - I'm almost at the station. You told me you don't need to pick me up. Mr. Sun, you are too polite, haha.
Passengers, smoking is prohibited inside the train."
This is obviously not the first time that the ugly Taoist priest has fooled his master. It doesn't look like he is as honest as he looks.
"Yes, I will definitely take good care of Mr. Beidou"
After Zhuge Zhengqi hung up the phone, he turned to look at Qiu Beidou, who was looking at him with a smile, and said:
"The Taoist temple was in chaos. People from the Consumers Association and the TV station were all here. Now our Taoist temple is famous.
Just went out to hide and clean up
Mr. Beidou, we are going to Guangling, right?"
Fatty Qiu nodded with a smile and said:
"Yes, ugly boy, you still remember where I practiced before I ascended.
Guangling Prefecture is now also called Guangling City.
Zixia Mountain near Guangling is right there."
Zhuge Zhengqi checked the recent train tickets to Guangling, and then said to Qiu Beidou:
“We don’t have a direct train to Guangling here, so we need to reverse the train twice.
It wasn't that far in the first place, but it took several days to go back and forth.
If you two don't mind the bumpy car, we'll just drive there.
The donor and I switched cars, and we will arrive there almost tomorrow morning."
While speaking, the ugly Taoist priest aimed his gaze at me.
I said helplessly:
"Driving at night, my driving skills are average, but I have never tried to drive overnight.
There is one in thousands of miles”
Zhuge Zhengqi said:
"I will drive the car at night. Donor, you can rest in the car. You can take over for me after dawn."
Then I felt relieved and said:
"You don't need me to burn the midnight oil, that's no problem."
Qiu Beidou didn't have anything to say. At that moment, the three of us found a small restaurant in the county town. After eating and drinking, we bought a lot of supplies, and then drove towards Fatty Qiu's hometown.
After the car got on the highway, I chatted with two people. I didn't sleep well last night either. Around eight o'clock, I leaned on the back of the passenger seat and fell into a deep sleep.
When I opened my eyes again, I was awakened by Fatty Qiu's snoring from behind.
The retired god's snoring sound was like the sound of a chainsaw cutting wood. After being woken up, I was about to complain to Zhuge Zhengqi, but I didn't expect that the ugly Taoist priest fell asleep holding the steering wheel.
The car was still driving on the highway, and the ugly Taoist priest was snoring while driving the car.