This was followed by another text message:

"Before 9 o'clock, a person goes to the first street lamp on Xinhua North Street, I want to talk to you, and I will not wait."

The signature is still "horse".

What the hell is Officer Ma going to do? Do you want to make a deal with me and exchange me for my father? But with his jealous and hateful character, if he thinks that his father is guilty, he will not let the criminal go at any time, right?

Anyway, now is not the time to continue to celebrate Gong Caicai's birthday, I claim that there is an emergency, I want to leave the table early, Xiaoqin and Amy almost at the same time asked me what happened, I used "family affairs" to perfunctory them, and there was an attitude in my eyes that I didn't want to be asked about anymore.

I tried my best to say goodbye to everyone casually, and refused Xiaoqin's offer to accompany me and Amy's offer to send me off in a car, so I went on the road alone and took a taxi and went straight to Xinhua North Street.

In the car, I dialed my father's mobile phone several times, but it always showed "the other party is not turned on", and the landline phone of the hotel could not be reached.

Could it be that Dad was really caught? When I met Officer Ma, I would like to ask him what his ulterior motives were for meeting with the suspect's son in private.

Xinhua North Street used to be one of the most prosperous streets in Dongshan City, but with the reconstruction of the urban area, the former department stores closed down one after another, and the buildings were empty, leaving only a few big "demolition" words on the old red wall.

I chose this place to connect, I really don't know what kind of medicine is sold in Officer Ma's gourd.

And the first street light specified in the text message is just bad. As the sky gradually darkened, I stood under the street lamp, and a sense of uncertainty rose in my heart.

As far as I know, Officer Ma is very punctual, and it is only 8 o'clock, and he asked me to "arrive at the designated place before 9 o'clock", as if he was very idle, as if he could wait for me here all the time -- but Officer Ma is obviously busy with work, and he is fighting drugs in the morning and fighting in the afternoon, so he has not enough time!

Not good! Am I putting too much faith in those two text messages? Although the content and tone are quite consistent with Officer Ma's identity, but after careful scrutiny, there are still flaws in it!

I was about to leave from under the streetlights, but from the two corners of the street, four burly men, each wearing the same hood as a bank robber, and holding a uniform softball bat.

Is it the enemy? But where is the enemy? There are a lot of young gangs that have made enemies with me, but they have never asked an adult to help me! In addition, they took great pains to fake text messages to lure me into the bait...... It must be someone who is more familiar with me! Who the hell is it? Who betrayed me?

"Bump", the attacker's bat hit the lamppost on the streetlightpost, and I dodged and asked who they were, but since the other party was wearing a hood, he was not ready to identify himself, and he didn't speak at all when attacking me, which was not much like four zombies.

The enemy is outnumbered, and the other side has weapons, and even a person like me, who lacks reason, is thinking about retreating first.

I stared into the eyes of the tallest masked man, unleashing an infinite killing intent at him through my gaze.

Of course, there is no such unreliable nirvana as "killing with your eyes", I just test whether the other party is a professional killer or a guts bandit.

However, in the face of the killing intent I unleashed, the other party showed neither contempt nor fleeting timidity, but an indifferent attitude.

Abnormal, very abnormal, due to the hunting instinct of hundreds of thousands of years, no matter how weak the opponent is, men will always be very excited when fighting, but today my opponent has come to me with a kind of insensitivity, like the walking dead.

Nima is really a zombie, right? I'm not an alien orphan or a mutant animal, so I can't use zombies to deal with me, right? Since I couldn't figure out the depth of the other party, there was nothing to be ashamed of running away in the face of 4 adults, so I turned around and ran.

But although their eyes were numb, they were not slow to move, and the four of them arranged in an orderly manner, blocking my possible escape route from four directions.

The sound of the wind from the bat swept over my head and side, startling me into a cold sweat.

"Who the hell are you!?" I asked again, but no one answered me, and the big word "demolition" on the red wall behind me seemed to laugh at my desperate situation.

Another swift and merciless blow! Although the accuracy was a little worse, it also wiped my trouser pocket, hoping that the copycat in my trouser pocket was not broken.

By the way, I can use my phone to call for help! If you call Penthos, it doesn't matter if it's 4 adults or 8 zombies, he can always knock him out in one round! I really shouldn't be a good man, I don't listen to Amy, if I let Peng Thos accompany me to Xinhua North Street, I won't be as desperate as I am now.

There is a deep-seated reason for refusing Amy and Penthos to accompany me, that is, I thought it was really Officer Ma who asked me out, and then there might be a meeting between me and my father, and if Amy also appeared here, I don't know if it would cause embarrassment to my father - after all, Amy was a child born after his wife eloped with someone else to the United States.

But now the situation is completely different, and it's a trap at all! And in the face of 4 masked bandits with bats in their hands, I didn't even have the space to take out my mobile phone to dial!

"Hello? Feed? What's your alarm? ”

The yellow wind monster mobile phone in his trouser pocket suddenly made a loud questioning sound in hands-free mode.

I was stunned for a moment, and I didn't react immediately, and the voice said:

"110 is not a joke, if you call 110 and don't call the police, it belongs to Lang Fei national resources, and if the circumstances are serious, you must be held legally responsible......"

Huh? When did I dial 110? I always restore the lock screen after using my phone, and it is impossible to call the police by mistake because of friction! Could it be that the masked bandit's bat slammed just now, passed me by, and dialed the emergency number of 110 for me by a coincidence of 1 in 100,000?

Although the logic cannot be believed, but the reality is so, I cannot give up the opportunity to fall from the sky, I tried my best to answer the 110 operator said:

"I—I've got a police situation! Now my situation is very dangerous! There were 4 masked men who attacked me with bats! I'm under the first street lamp on Xinhua North Street! If you don't send someone here, you'll have to collect my body!! ”

The operator may have received too many false police information, so he didn't believe my words at the first time, but asked slowly: "They want to beat you?" ”

As if to verify my words, the four masked men launched a new round of attacks, and for a while the sound of bats and brick walls colliding with each other was endless, and I dodged and shouted at the operator brother in anger:

"You believe it this time! If I don't come again, I'll die!! ”

Only then did the operator believe that it was true, and hurriedly instructed me: "Send someone over immediately, you hold on!" ”

With the assurance of 110, although the situation has not changed, my confidence has been greatly increased, and I shouted at the 4 masked men:

"Whoever you are, the police are coming, and then you will wait to eat the guns!"

Although I know that not all police officers carry guns on their missions, it is always haode to scare criminals.

The result was better than I expected, and the four masked men exchanged glances, and they easily broke the encirclement and retreated from me!

As a masked man in Zuihou disappeared into the night, the police from 110 arrived at the scene - I later learned that the nearest police station was less than 100 meters away, which is why the police were dispatched so quickly.

The traces of the fight at the scene showed that I was not lying, and as is customary, I was called to the police station to record a confession, and they asked me if I knew the identity of the other party, and I was confused, so I could only say that I was unlucky to run into the mob.

In fact, the other party is not a mob at all, what kind of mob is a mob who doesn't even have a locomotive?

After the police uncles released me, I thought the way home.

First of all, I got in touch with my dad again, this time I got through my dad's mobile phone very well, my dad said that there were always harassing calls coming in two hours ago, so it was turned off, and no one answered the hotel's landline phone, because others were not in the hotel.

As for the arrest of transporting drugs, it was purely false, and after I confirmed this, I asked my father to rest early and hung up the phone.

I really can't figure it out.

The person who tricked me out with text messages must have been someone who knew me very well, and he even deliberately made harassing phone calls to my father, and confirmed in advance that my father was not in the hotel, making me mistakenly think that my father was really arrested.

And this is by no means a simple prank, those four adults with bats in their hands, how to say that the fitness level is also mixed in the gym for half a year, and it is not as simple as joking with me to be able to mobilize such human resources to deal with me.

However, what puzzled me the most was the inexplicable call to the police.

I haven't won the lottery since I was born, and even the "one more bottle" of carbonated drinks, the number of times I have seen it is only a handful, how can there be such shit luck, being attacked by someone triggers a mobile phone to dial 110?

If it weren't for this police call, in the face of 4 prepared adult opponents, I would have been lucky and might have died here!

From this point of view, wasn't my life saved by my own phone?

Although I was already walking on the brightly lit road, only 50 meters away from my home, a great fear as deep as the sea rose in my heart.

Fang Xin, a mentally ill patient, once predicted to me that my mobile phone would save my life.

Isn't today's event a confirmation of his prophecy!? This is irrefutable "saved by a mobile phone"!

However, this ...... That's impossible! This kind of unscientific thing has challenged my outlook on life and values!

Fang Xin also once said: If I don't go to him to help change my fate, the person I love the most will die......

The words of a madman who have always been dismissed as nonsense, after such an incident happened today, my psyche has been shaken slightly, but real.

At 10 o'clock in the evening of the same day, I sent a text message to Xiaoqin, asking her if everyone who attended the birthday party had arrived home safely, and Xiaoqin texted back that everyone had gone home safely, because the squad leader instructed everyone to call to report their safety after arriving home, so she knew so clearly.

I was still not at ease, but the next day, June 27th, the day of Zuihou, who was resting because the high school entrance examination occupied the classroom, I confirmed all the acquaintances I could think of by phone, although it felt strange that they suddenly received my greetings, but no one suffered the accident that Fang Xin predicted.

Except for one person.