Early the next morning, Zhou Mengyao went out early to start today's business talks. Ning Chen had nothing to do and would not stay in the hotel, so he left the hotel and wandered around.
He didn't go to any famous attractions. Anyway, after Zhou Mengyao finished her work today, they would have plenty of time to explore Luo City.
Perhaps it was because Ning Chen didn't have a backpack and was dressed very casually, so he didn't look like a tourist, but like a local Chinese, which led to several groups of Asian tourists coming to ask for directions.
Ning Chen was a little embarrassed because he didn't know either, so he could only shrug and asked them to ask other locals.
The sunshine in Los Angeles in May was pretty good. Ning Chen had just bought a bottle of drink at a roadside store when he saw a tourist who had just failed to ask for the result following a black man into an alley.
Ning Chen's eyes moved. This passenger was Japanese and wanted to know the route to Xiaodongdu. Ning Chen originally suggested that he take a taxi, but he wanted to walk all the way there and see the local customs of Luo City at the same time.
Seeing the tourist follow the black man's guidance and walk into an alley, Ning Chen felt something was wrong. According to domestic propaganda, in big cities in the United States, you should never go into an alley.
Seeing that a real case was about to happen, Ning Chen became interested, so he stopped moving forward and stood still on the street, following the two people with his spiritual consciousness in the sea of consciousness, and he was ready to watch the show.
I don’t know whether it was because Japan’s domestic propaganda against the United States was too good, or whether the Japanese was too young. Anyway, he didn’t have any vigilance at all, so he followed the black man into the alley, but he couldn’t turn around.
, and walked into a dead end.
A classic scene occurred. Three gangsters blocked him behind, looking at him with playful smiles. The first one held a dagger and gestured left and right, as if they wanted to open a hole in him.
The Japanese man was frightened and kept bowing. Then he took out his wallet, which contained hundreds of dollars, and handed it all to the three gangsters.
For a few hundred meters, it was so sloppy. The gangsters were obviously not satisfied. They pulled the watch off the man's hand and kicked him in the butt to tell him to get out.
The Japanese's face twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only stumble and recall the previous path, and ran out staggeringly.
The entire incident was clearly presented in Ning Chen's consciousness, but he did not intervene. It is said that this kind of thing is not a big deal in Luo City. It was just a robbery anyway. Let the Japanese tourist learn a lesson.
That’s good, I’d better be more vigilant when traveling in the future.
I ran out of the alley in one breath. The bustling traffic of people on the street and the warm sunshine shining on my body gave the Japanese tourists the illusion of escaping from a disaster. I took a rough breath, then looked up and saw
Ning Chen was leaning on the street railing and drinking a drink.
The Japanese tourist's eyes changed, and he began to observe Ning Chen carefully from the corner of his eyes. The more he looked at it, the more something seemed wrong. At this time, a Los Angeles police officer walked by, and he happened to see Ning Chen getting up to leave. He hurriedly stopped
He grabbed the police officer next to him and pointed in Ning Chen's direction.
But he said that Ning Chen had watched a play here, and now that the play was over, he was ready to leave. At noon, he also wanted to experience the difference between local hamburgers in the United States and hamburgers in China.
As a result, he had just thrown the finished drink into the trash can when he saw a Los Angeles police officer standing in front of him and stopping him from drinking, followed by the Japanese tourist.
"Stop, please show me your ID!" the police officer said.
He raised his left hand to block Ning Chen's way, and his right hand was actually holding his gun behind his waist.
"What's going on?" Ning Chen was stunned.
Seeing the Japanese tourist behind him with a suspicious and angry look on his face, Ning Chen was a little confused for a moment. He just didn't give directions, could he have broken the law?
"Proof of identity!" The police officer saw Ning Chen stunned and said again.
Ning Chen frowned, took out his passport from his pocket, handed it to the police officer in front of him and asked, "What's going on?"
When the police officer saw Ning Chen take out his passport, he immediately relaxed a lot. While taking the passport, he said, "The gentleman behind me suspects that you are working with the criminal who just robbed him."
Ning Chen's eyes moved and he looked confused, "He was robbed? What does it have to do with me?"
Just now he asked me for directions, but I didn’t know. If I asked him to ask someone else, how come he got together with the people who robbed him?"
"Then why did you direct me to ask that black man?" the Japanese tourist said angrily behind the police officer, "and it's been so long since I was dragged in by him, why are you still here?"
"I do not have it?"
"Yes!" The Japanese tourist raised his head to signal.
"I..." Ning Chen was helpless. He just made a gesture casually. Maybe the gangster was exactly in the direction of his finger, but the passenger hated him.
It's simply a disaster.
Ning Chen shook his head and said to the police officer in front of him, "I am also here for a trip. He came to ask me for directions, but I don't know. I don't know what he meant by robbery."
"Then why have you been staying here from just now?" the police officer asked.
Ning Chen pointed to the trash can, "I just drank a bottle of drink here and took a rest."
The police officer also saw Ning Chen's action of throwing the drink bottle into the trash can, so he had no suspicion.
After looking at Ning Chen's passport, I saw that he was also a passenger who entered the country yesterday. There was no way he could be related to the gangster who robbed the Japanese tourist.
"Thank you for your cooperation. Sorry to bother you. Welcome to the United States." The police officer nodded.
It turned out that this was a misunderstanding, but the Japanese tourist was still angry in his heart. If Ning Chen hadn't pointed it out casually, he would not have followed his guidance and asked the gangster. If he didn't ask the gangster, he would not have been confused.
was robbed of several hundred meters and a watch.
After proving Ning Chen's innocence, the police officer took the Japanese tourist back to the police station to make a record. Ning Chen shrugged. It seemed that the tourist had no chance to appreciate the street view of Los Angeles.
This little incident did not affect Ning Chen's mood. He put his passport back in his pocket and continued to walk along the flow of people. However, just after taking two steps, he felt a hand touching his pocket.
When he shook his hand back, a dark wrist came into view. Looking up the arm, wasn't it the guy who just led the Japanese tourist into a dead end?
"Let me go!" The man yelled at Ning Chen in a low voice, with a sinister look in his eyes.