After listening to Mr. Lian's story, I called Peter and heard Peter's happy voice on the phone:

- "Hahaha...... Linna, I didn't expect to get a call from you, and I'm still wondering if I should give you a call. I'm in Irkutsk. ”

- "You're busy, aren't you?" I have a matter that I need your help with. I don't know if it's convenient for you now? I said

- "I'm not busy, I'm here for a meeting with our director, it's okay this afternoon, where are you, Linna?" Peter asked

- "I'm in the Irkutsk hotel. I said

- "What? Are you really there? Ha ha...... Is it such a coincidence? I stayed on the third floor of this hotel! Peter laughed

- "Wouldn't it? I'm here with a friend on the second floor......" I exclaimed, and then told Peter about Mr. Lien.

Putting down the phone, I told Jingjing and Mr. Lian that this friend of mine is a police officer and hopes he can help us.

After a while, Peter called and said that he was waiting for us in the police car downstairs and that he was going to take us to the police station.

When they arrived at their destination, Jingjing looked around and told me that they had reported the crime at this police station. That market should be the precinct of this police station.

Entering the police building, we came to the door of a room closer to the inside.

I glanced at the sign next to the door and knew that the chief's name was Vidalit.

We entered Vidali's office, where a tall, lanky policeman walked from behind his desk and shook Peter's hand warmly. He motioned for us to sit on the chair across from us.

Peter briefly recounted to him what had happened to Mr. Lien. Jingjing added that she had already called the police here.

The officer dialed the phone and asked the officer on duty to send him the alarm record.

I looked at Vidali, who was about 30 years old, with a thin build, dark curly hair, dark eyes, a hooked nose and two mustaches, which gave the impression of being very alert.

Vidali closed the folder and smiled and told us that if they were going to catch those gypsy thieves every day, then their police here really wouldn't have to do anything else.

I said that if it was just some money stolen, maybe we wouldn't have called the police. Mr. Lian's passport was lost, which was too much loss for him, and we had no choice but to do so. In Russia, everyone knows that there is nothing they can do about the Gypsies, after all, they are the way of life.

Vidali turned the pencil in both hands and looked at me with a smile and said nothing.

I looked at Peter and said,

- "If the officer is very embarrassed about this, wouldn't it be easier for me to beg Yuri?" ”

- "Haha...... Linna, it looks like you're in a hurry! Peter laughed.

- "Yuri? Vadali asked, looking at Peter.

Peter walked up to Vidali and whispered something in his ear, and I saw Vidali's eyes widen and the corners of his mouth twitched down and he exclaimed, "Wow! 》

Vadali glanced up at Peter, who was smiling at him, and said to me:

- "Girl, don't worry, if you can't even manage a few people from Tsgang, then what do you want us police to do!" ”

Peter told him that we had pictures of the group of robbers. Mr. Vidali said it was much easier, and he had the photo printed out by the police.

On the way back, I sat next to Peter and asked him what he had said to Vidali, how surprised he was, and then his attitude changed.

Peter smiled and looked left and right, and whispered to me:

- "I told him who Yuri you were talking about. ”

With that, Peter looked at me slyly.

I smiled knowingly and asked:

- "Are you familiar with this Vidali?" ”

- "How so?" Vidali's grandfather was a Buryats, and he and I graduated from the same police academy, previously in the Buryat police department, and then transferred to Irkutsk. We've had a business relationship before, but this was the first time I've begged him privately. Peter said

- "Thank you, Peter, I thought it would be fine if you just said hello to the police here and didn't let them take our case too seriously, but I didn't expect you to run with us personally. I'm embarrassed. ”

- "Linna, are you still my friend?" Isn't it just in time for me to come to Irkutsk! Hey...... Actually, I really haven't done anything, I still think, if this Vidali is not very powerful here, should I look for a relationship again? However, I don't think Yuri really needs to come forward in this matter, as the saying goes, you use a knife to kill chickens! ”

- "That being said, if the police don't help, we can't do anything, and I think even if we can find those children, we won't have to get our passports back!" I laughed.

Less than two hours after we got back to the hotel, I received a call from Vidali saying that his passport had been recovered.

When I told Jingjing the news, she danced happily.

Our group went to the police station again. Vidali handed over a passport and a wallet to Mr. Lian.

Mr. Lian said that the passport was his, the credit card in the wallet was there, and some cash was missing. The passport and wallet were recovered, allowing Mr. Lien to continue his journey.

Mr. Lian, who was elated in the car on the way back, kept thanking me, and finally he asked:

- "Linna, you speak Chinese so well, have you lived in China?" ”

I laughed and told him that I had actually been living in China all along. Mr. Lian looked at me with some surprise.

I showed him my ID card, and Mr. Lian said curiously, why do you have other words on your ID card? Does China still have this nation? I didn't know that there was a surname Lin among the hundred family names.

I smiled and said, I think your name is too Taiwanese - Lian Yifu, at first glance, is 100% Taiwanese.

Mr. Lian said that he had only recently arrived in Shanghai to work, and found that he had learned too little about China.

When he saw the Yangtze River with his own eyes and climbed Mount Tai, he really felt the greatness of China, compared to which Taiwan is too small.

I said, I haven't been to Taiwan, but there is one place that I am particularly fascinated by Keelung.

Mr. Lian smiled and said that he was born in Keelung.

I asked with envy in my eyes, isn't it so beautiful? There is a song that I like very much called "The Waves of Gulangyu", and there is a lyric in it: I long, I long, look at you, the beautiful Keelung Harbor.

- "Gulangyu is beautiful, I admit it, but Keelung...... It rains 300 days a year! Lian Yifu said.

I looked at him and listened to him continue:

- "Keelung Port was called "Chicken Long Harbor" or "Chicken Long Bay" in the past.

Ha ha...... Does this term ruin your beautiful imagination of it? When the Banya people occupied Taiwan, part of the construction of the chicken coop port was carried out.

Later, Liu Mingchuan, the governor of Taiwan, carried out the construction plan of Keelung Port.

During the Japanese occupation, the Japanese authorities planned to build Keelung into a communication gateway between Taiwan and the Japanese mainland, so the port of Keelung officially began large-scale construction.

In 1945, Taiwan belonged to the Republic of China, and the Keelung Port Authority was established, which was subordinate to the Transportation Department of the Taiwan Provincial Government.

After the completion of the reconstruction, Keelung Port began to develop rapidly. By 1984, Keelung Port had become the world's seventh largest container port. Today, Keelung is an important port in northern Taiwan.

Linna, if you really want to go there one day, I can be your guide. ”

I am very appreciative of Mr. Lian's profound knowledge, and it is rare to meet such a person with such a profound Chinese culture and education overseas.

Mr. Lian told me that he majored in Chinese at university, and now he is an advertising planner, and his favorite things are traveling and reading. This is also determined by the nature of his work.

Most of the Taiwan compatriots I have contacted before are businessmen, and they naturally do not have such Chinese academic attainments as Lian Yifu, and my impression of this Mr. Lian, who likes to quote scriptures and classics, and export chapters is really good.

Two days later, I thanked Vidali at Du Jianmin's hot pot restaurant and saw Peter off.

There are two types of barbecue and hot pot for guests to choose from. Vidali seemed to have chosen barbecue as a natural choice.

Like the Russians I knew well, after a few glasses of wine, Vidali not only had a big appetite but also began to become talkative. While scribbling on the skewers, he asked me whether you Chinese respect the police or fear the police.

I looked at Peter, who was smiling and silent, and said:

- "In our country, the police are the most trusted people, and the profession of the police is the most respected. We grew up knowing that when we were in trouble, we would go to the police. ”

Vidali took his glass and said to me:

- "I really envy the police in your country, they are so respected. In our country, the police can be a vulnerable group, and there are complaints about our violent law enforcement. We have to be superhuman in the face of bandits, but who really cares about our safety? ”

I looked at Peter, and he shrugged in agreement.

However, even so, this cannot be a reason for some Russian police to blackmail! I thought to myself.