Chapter Twenty-Seven: On the Way Home
Hearing about my uncle's prestige, I couldn't help but be eager to see my uncle's demeanor. It's a pity that Uncle Shi may no longer be in the world.
I said goodbye to the master, and when I was leaving, the master said that I could go to Xiaomaoshan to find him if I had something, saying that he would teach me the art of the school, and I readily agreed.
Approaching the winter vacation, Nanjing is also getting even colder. I was walking down the road alone, thinking about all sorts of things in my head.
I talked for a long time with this sudden master, and now it's going to be dark. Although I wasn't afraid of the dark, I knew so much that I couldn't help but be a little scared, and before I knew it, I quickened my pace.
The plane trees on both sides of the road have long since withered away; The twisted branches, against the backdrop of the dusk, like demonic minions, crisscrossed and crisscrossed, made me think about it.
At this time, if I meet the Half-Demon Shen King, will I be able to fight it? Or do I have the ability to run away?
But all the way, I was safe and made it home safely.
I thought that the wounding would be over, but after two days of peace, news of the murder spread around. Even Sister Huang knew about it, and she made a special call to ask if I knew it or not.
I had the intention to investigate, but there were no clues, and after this incident, there were no more incidents of harm, and the whole city returned to its former calm.
Maybe it's just that I'm overly worried, or maybe the master is wrong in their speculation, in short, the city is very normal now. Although I can't see what will happen in the future, I always feel that things are not so simple, and there must be a bigger storm ahead.
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A few days after this incident, the school had a winter break. I happily packed my bags home and prepared to go home for the New Year.
Chinese, the affection for the New Year is not lost no matter how long it takes, and I am also looking forward to the arrival of the New Year.
The next day, I packed everything up, calmly boarded the train, and quietly watched the scenery outside the window.
Before you know it, the train passed several stops and traveled for more than ten hours.
After the train entered the station, it continued to move, and after a while, a man came from behind me, yelling for me to get out of the way, he wanted to go in. Although he was very rude, I didn't have the right to refuse, after all, people also have tickets.
I sat in the left row, there were three seats, I sat at the very edge, and in the middle sat a young woman, who at first glance knew was a mature young woman.
Which rude man just now sat in the innermost. After seeing the young woman, she was courteous, saying that she had just sold snacks and asked the woman if she wanted to eat some.
From the perspective of outsiders, they will envy their couple. Maybe the woman was a little shy and hit the man's enthusiasm several times, but the man still flattered his daughter-in-law with a good voice.
They spoke so loudly that I could hear them all as I sat around.
Ten minutes before the train arrived at CD, the young woman next to me yawned several times and wanted to fall asleep several times.
However, she kept shaking her head, as if she did not want to sleep. is really a nobleman, he has only been in the car for more than an hour and has been sleepy like this, maybe he didn't stay up all night.
I saw that she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, so I couldn't help but secretly say, sick women, sleep when you are sleepy.
As I thought so, the young woman suddenly fell on my shoulder, and in a slight tone, said, "I...... I don't know anyone around me. ”
Then she fell asleep, and the innermost man helped her into his arms, coaxed his wife to sleep, and looked at me embarrassedly.
From his eyes, I saw a kind of weakness of heart. I remembered what the young woman said after she fell on my shoulder: I don't know him.
I don't know if it's a dream or what, whether it's intentional or unintentional to say to me?
Could it be that when she says she doesn't know, she means that she doesn't know the innermost man? But aren't they husband and wife? Otherwise, how could it be so loving.
I looked closely at the man and saw that he was hiding something in his bag.
It's a little bottle, this little bottle, I've seen it in a lot of magazine ads. Then I felt a shudder in my heart.
The train has finally arrived.
The man carried the woman in his arms in the crowded aisle, but the woman fell asleep.
The inspection of the train was not strict, and the man got off the train with the woman in his arms, and I secretly followed behind and followed for a long time.
Along the way, the man treated her as a couple, and the woman had been asleep, so I thought the woman had no intention of making fun of me, so I was going to turn around and take a taxi.
But when the man walked to a van, everything changed, he opened the door and threw the woman straight in.
Just now, I was like a husband and wife, but at this moment it was like domestic violence, and it was at this time that I understood the true meaning of what the young woman said to me before going to bed.
I hugged the policeman, and after giving the address and some important information, I immediately stepped forward and stood in front of the man.
When the man saw it, he immediately changed his expression, and said badly: "Little brother, I saw you just now, why are you looking at me like this?" ”
I looked at him and saw him acting like this, so I asked, "I want to ask the woman in the car where you want to take it?" ”
When I asked, the man's face froze, but after a while, there was a trace of anger, and he said dissatisfiedly: "My own wife, asleep, I'll take her home, who are you, nosy." With that, he was leaving.
I pressed the car door and glanced at him: "I guess, the woman in the car is not your wife." I've already called the police, do you dare to wait for the police to arrive? ”
When he heard the word "police", his eyes were on fire, and he took a knife from the car with one hand, and said viciously: "Little rabbit, you are nosy." ”
With a whoosh, it stabbed over.
If I used to, I would have finished playing, but now, I don't care about four or five adults. I shrugged my shoulders and dodged it, then lifted my leg and kicked him in the crotch.
With just one move, he knelt on the ground, grinning and covering his crotch with his hands. My kick, not too strong or small, kicked in the crotch of his pants, so that he no longer had the extra strength to shoot at me.
I kicked him again and lifted him to the ground, and he lay on the ground with a snort, on all fours, so that it was not funny.
After only a few minutes, the police came, and they took both of them away, and I thought I had done a great job, but I was taken away by these policemen, saying that I was also under investigation.
I don't hide it, this is the third time I've entered, but I can give credit to me this time, and I have a hunch from the man who shot at me just now, and my guess is not wrong.