It's another cloudy day, Zhou Shijie is sitting naked on a small bench in his community, fortunately it's summer, so Zhou Shijie is not afraid that he will catch a cold, he needs time to calm down, just now he had a big quarrel with his parents because of some hobbies, and he was so angry that he ran down without even wearing clothes.

It's not strange to say that these hobbies of mine are strange, but I like to study cold weapons when I have nothing to do, and this research is not like other people, just take a book about cold weapons in the library and look at it, but will deliberately put it into action, such as buying some real swords and swords, and occasionally going to a relative's factory to build an armor with a machine tool.

Usually play tricks when you have nothing to do, or call a few friends over, wear armor and use a training sword to carefully confront it, only hating that you were not born in ancient times, but in this peaceful era, otherwise you must be the material to be a general.

At first, this hobby was not concerned by parents, boys, it's normal to like swords, but when there is a problem in this hobby that affects life, parents have opinions, a sword bought more than 3,000, a knife bought more than 3,000, a bow and crossbow bought more than 5,000, and the walls of the room are almost full of these cold weapons.

If the son's hobby costs a lot of money, forget it, the family economy is quite rich and can support these consumptions, but seeing that the son gradually fell into it, and even fought with others with swords, the parents began to worry, and now it is very dangerous to dance with swords in this society, in case the son accidentally hurts others, or is injured by others, none of them is good, and the son is also of marriageable age, how to say that he has to fight for the future, what is the future of being stuck in these swords and swords all day long like now, so Zhou Shijie's parents made up their minds to control their son's strange hobby。

As a senior cold weapons expert, how could Zhou Shijie give up his hobby for the pressure of his parents, of course, he fought on the basis of reason, but unfortunately his parents just didn't reason with him and directly confiscated his collection for many years.

Zhou Shijie sat on the stone bench and looked at the scattered residents on the road, in this high-end community, he didn't have any familiar friends, he studied in college, and most of the friends he knew were not from here, even if they were, they didn't have many friends in high school and junior high school because of Zhou Shijie's silence.

I really miss the countryside where I grew up, where I have my own friends to play with, but since I moved to the city with my parents, the communication has gradually decreased a lot, and the distance is sometimes a kind of estrangement, Zhou Shijie looked at the sky and had very complicated emotions.

I was worried, and suddenly found a passing uncle with a red armband on his arm glanced at him, and then walked towards him.

What's the matter? Zhou Shijie looked at the uncle who stopped in front of him and looked at him with scrutinizing eyes, and thought with some surprise.

"What building do you live in?" asked the uncle, taking out the small notebook in his pocket.

Hearing this uncle's inquiry, Zhou Shijie honestly reported his home address, looking at the posture with a red armband, he may be the administrator of this community

"Do you have an ID card?" the uncle nodded, bowed his head and wrote something on the notebook in his hand.

Zhou Shijie spread his hands helplessly, does he look like he has an ID card, who will carry his ID card with him, and he doesn't have anything on his body except for a mobile phone.

"Then come with me. The uncle with the red armband greeted Zhou Shijie.

"Oh, okay" So Zhou Shijie stupidly followed this uncle with a serious expression.

Soon this uncle took him into a room in the neighborhood committee, where there were a few girls playing with their mobile phones, Zhou Shijie finally realized that something was wrong, why did this uncle bring me here.

Turning his head, he heard the uncle next to him facing a young man in a security uniform and instructing, "Let him make a phone call and call his guardian to pick him up." ”

Before Zhou Shijie could react, the uncle left.

I'm X, I'm already an 18-year-old adult, I don't need a guardian at all! Zhou Shijie angrily wanted to rush out and reason with that hateful guy, didn't he just don't wear a shirt, and he admitted it, but you can't restrict your freedom like this.

Seeing Zhou Shijie's angry expression, the young man in the security uniform hurriedly hugged Zhou Shijie and comforted: "Dissipate your anger, we are also acting according to the rules, haven't there been a few cases of homeless people hurting people at night recently, so the top requires strict investigation, and this is not a shelter for homeless people, look at your brother, we just look like you, just in case, you just need to take out anything to prove your identity." ”

Although it sounds quite reasonable, Zhou Shijie is still in a bad mood, Lao Tzu is in a bad mood, so he tricked himself here, did he just call his parents so obediently, just kidding, where is his dignity.

After pretending to fool this young man in security clothes, Zhou Shijie hid in the corner and dialed 110 directly, and he had already thought of a lot of reasons in his heart, he was imprisoned, forcibly restricted his freedom in life, and was forced to stay in a room with a girl without clothes, and suffered huge mental trauma physically and mentally.

"Hello, your call is busy, please call again later. A pleasant female voice, Zhou Shijie dialed several times, and this was the case.

Why has this alarm phone been unable to get through, it has been in a busy state, what is going on today, everything is not going well, Zhou Shijie can't wait to smash the mobile phone in his hand.

"Drip drip, drip. The mobile phone that was about to be shattered rang in time, and Zhou Shijie hurriedly picked up the phone, was it a call from the police station.

"Hey, Zhou Shijie?" came the voice of his college classmate Ding Yefeng on the other side of the phone, it turned out to be a call back from the police station, Zhou Shijie thought with some disappointment, because he worked in the same city, the connection between himself and Ding Yefeng did not end with the graduation from college, and from time to time they would make an appointment to play games together.

"It's me, what's the matter?" I faintly heard some explosions through the phone, and I couldn't hear it too clearly, could it be a terrorist attack, Zhou Shijie himself was frightened by his whimsical idea, where did the terrorist attack in Huaxia come from, even if there is, it will soon be suppressed by the armed police stationed nearby, and the armed police will not be able to go to the army, maybe he is watching some Hollywood blockbuster.

"Where are you now? I have something to look for you. Ding Yefeng asked in a slightly cramped voice on the other side of the phone.

Something came to me, great, Zhou Shijie smiled, this call came just in time, as long as he came to pick him up, he would be able to prove his identity, and quickly said the address of the neighborhood committee.

"Okay, I'll come right over. Hearing the address of Zhou Shijie's reply, Ding Yefeng was more anxious than Zhou Shijie, and immediately hung up the phone.