A girl sits on the top of a rock,
Stunningly beautiful and unparalleled in charm,
She combed her golden hair,
Gold jewelry sparkles.
She combed her hair with a golden comb,
Also singing songs at the same time;
The melody is so beautiful,
It has the power to captivate people.
The boatman in the little boat,
The sudden pain in my heart was unbearable;
He does not look at the rocks in the river,
Just look up at the rock.
I trust the boatman and the boat
Finally swallowed up by the waves;
It was Lorelai with her singing voice,
Did this.
——Heinrich Heine, "Lorelei"
Doppler Colon came with a branch on his shoulder, as if he were carrying a police baton. His face was wrinkled like dried orange peel, and his eyes looked like they were closed when he opened them. People who didn't know him often thought he was drunk. But he has a large capacity for alcohol and a good taste in alcohol. Moreover, among the retired police officers, he is considered a very restrained drinker. Most of the town's residents liked him, including his grandson Philip Colon, who often got into trouble for his clumsiness.
"Haha!" he said when he saw Luo Binhan, "Look who is here?"
Luo Binhan said: "Why did you call him here?"
As one of the oldest residents of Regenberg, the only thing the elder Cologne could understand was his mother tongue. He and Luo Binhan both looked at Yu Xiaorong. She was sitting at the table, her eyes circling around the parcel. Luo Binhan knocked twice on the table in front of her, and she reluctantly and without guilt squinted at him.
"I thought you went upstairs to call the police!" Luo Binhan said, "Why did you ask him to come?"
"He's also a police officer."
"I guess it's been at least ten years since he retired?"
"So mom won't know about it right away."
Luo Binhan expressed doubts about this. He had never had any contact with Doppler Cologne. He only knew that the old Cologne lived north of Regenberg near the woodland. After retiring, he co-operated a dog farm there, mainly training large guard dogs, and also helping surrounding residents deal with household pets. He knew this because Leo's father was the hound Doppler Colon had trained. The old man was pretty good at raising dogs, but even in his days as a security policeman, he probably wasn't a bomb disposal expert.
"This is ridiculous." He said to Yu Xiaorong a little reproachfully, "What are you doing?"
"He likes me quite a lot." Yu Xiaorong said calmly, "I often take Leo for a walk with him and help him feed other dogs. If I ask him not to tell his mother, he will definitely not. .”
This explanation was immediately confirmed by Leo enthusiastically. As soon as Doppler Colon walked into the living room, Leo, who was originally uninterested, had already leaned over and sniffed at his muddy trouser legs. Old Colon rubbed its chin and tail vigorously, praising it for still being so energetic. After Leo's freshness wore off, he gently pushed it aside. Leo walked away slowly and cautiously glanced at Luo Binhan.
"So," he tapped the package on the table with the tree trunk, "this is it?"
Yu Xiaorong nodded.
They didn't go into more details. Yu Xiaorong must have already talked about it on the phone. Doppler Colon turned and walked out of the house, whistled in the front yard, and a black-backed wolfhound darted out of the truck he was driving. It sat down in front of Doppler, breathing heavily while waiting for its master's orders. Colon used a wooden stick and a command to guide it to the table, and let it sniff the mail package again and again. The smell of the mail seemed to bore it, so it quickly turned around and walked away.
Doppler repeated the instruction again. He touched his nose lazily, and gently pushed the mail package away with his paws. His eyes were already fixed on Leo in the corner, and he wagged his tail quietly. Needless to say, they must be old acquaintances.
"It looks fine," Colon said, lighting the package. "It's not explosives, it's not cocaine, it's not poison gas. Shall we open it now, good girl?"
In Luo Binhan's shallow German vocabulary reserve, "explosives", "cocaine" and "poison gas" happened to be among them, all thanks to Yu Xiaorong's great achievements. And when Old Cologne placed the branch on the surface of the package and looked at Yu Xiaorong expectantly, he fully understood what the last question was about.
He touched Yu Xiaorong's arm lightly: "That dog?"
"Its name is Derek." Yu Xiaorong said, "It was sent to Cologne a year before you left. It worked for the customs before it was injured and retired. Cologne particularly liked it and spent a lot of money on treating its legs."
"Ah, so to speak, another retired cop." Luo Binhan said, and Yu Xiaorong immediately took a peek at him, "But it's not foolproof, right? It might as well not smell it."
"Derek is very reliable. He can smell the sealed dry powder from hundreds of pounds of fruit."
"Are you sure it can smell all the explosives too?"
"It's been used against time bombs hidden in airports before."
"This doesn't really answer my question."
Yu Xiaorong turned his head noncommittally. She and Old Cologne exchanged glances, and the latter grabbed the parcel without permission and walked out into the yard. Luo Binhan heard him say "it's better not to stay at home" and words like "clutter", "splash" and "flying insects". He turned to look at Anti-Pierre on the stairs with a slight headache - she had been observing the movement below, and rested her chin on the round head of the small statue of Colbert, not thinking at all. I am worried about the postal parcel. Luo Binhan couldn't help but suspect that calling her here might have been a wrong decision, but thinking on the bright side, the possibility of some kind of supernatural curse hidden in this package was greatly reduced. Antique Pierre was Chen Wei's apprentice after all, and he repeatedly comforted himself with this incident.
He followed Yu Xiaorong into the yard and pressed her against the door with his hand to prevent her from running to Old Cologne to join in the fun. Yu Xiaorong glared at him, and Luo Binhan just pretended not to see it. At this moment, Old Colon had already moved an extremely old dark blue explosive barrel from the truck. The sides of the barrel were shockingly covered with minced meat and dark brown wet dog food residue. Then there is a long high branch shears, which is probably used to take care of trivial things for the unruly dogs in the cage.
Doppler Colon whistled as he put the parcel into the explosive barrel. He may trust the wolfdog named Derek, but after all, no matter how pious a person is, he still looks left and right when crossing the road. Antique Pierre also quietly walked downstairs, standing behind Luo Binhan and looking around. Old Cologne turned his head and spotted her, with a bright smile on his face, and waved his hand to greet her warmly. He was so happy that it was difficult to think that he didn't know the tragedy that had happened to his grandson.
"Hello girl!" he said, "go help me bring a chair!"
Antiy ran back into the living room to move the chairs. The elder Cologne took out half a sausage roll wrapped in an old newspaper from his driver's seat. He swallowed the roll in several mouthfuls, then used old newspapers to cushion the chair at Yu Xiaorong's house, and then stepped on it with his boots. He raised the pruning shears, slowly inserted them into the explosion-proof bucket, and cut off a corner of the express delivery. During this period, Luo Binhan never forgot to hold down Yu Xiaorong, like holding down a hunting dog that wanted to escape and have fun. He himself couldn't look away and breathe easily. The moment the box is no longer sealed is the most dangerous moment, and they all know this. Alarm clock bombs are little more than a kid's trick these days, and light and gas sensors are too easy to buy. Cutting a small corner may not be any safer than taking it apart directly.
Colon Sr. finally closed the scissors. For about two or three seconds, he remained motionless, staring at the scene in the EOD barrel. Derek squatted next to the truck and stuck out his tongue, and stared at his master with extraordinary calmness. It was perhaps the most confident one in the audience, and would never imagine the scene of a loud bang in the EOD barrel, blowing up the old Cologne next to it into a bloody mess. No, probably not. The explosive barrel is enough to handle a small amount of explosives, and this express package does not weigh much.
"It seems there's nothing wrong with it." Old Colon said ten seconds later, "At least it's not an explosive."
He called Derek up again to smell the situation. At this moment, Leo also came out of the living room, wagging his tail and sneaking towards Derek. Luo Binhan no longer held Yu Xiaorong down, and they all slowly gathered around to check the situation in the EOD barrel. A corner of the package had been cut open, and the inside was dark and seemed very empty. Old Colon did not let them reach out and touch it, but patiently used scissors to enlarge the hole, and then used a small flashlight to shine in to observe. Luo Binhan stood next to his legs and vaguely saw that the package was empty, with only the bottom layer containing something.
"Like a board," said Old Colon. "What do you think, Jania?"
Yu Xiaorong turned around and walked in, then walked out holding thick chemical-resistant gloves. This time Luo Binhan didn't stop her, but took a small pair of scissors and cut the carton a few more times for her. The light that penetrated the hole was enough for them to see clearly inside: there was only a particularly flat object lying in the carton, wrapped in layers of tape and tarpaulin. There are also some particularly childlike cartoon stickers on the tape: several colorful shells and starfish, a canoe, an Indian making a grimace, a wolf wrapped in an old lady's scarf, a dark purple almost An octopus rolling his eyes.
Luo Binhan had no clue about these stickers. Before he had time to ask, Yu Xiaorong reached out recklessly and took out the flat thing. Suddenly she became extremely bold, and even grabbed the short scissors directly from Luo Binhan's hand, and cut off the tape almost violently. Luo Binhan was surprised and nervous, but he couldn't touch the suspicious object with his bare hands.
"What are you angry about?" he asked inexplicably, "Did you take some gunpowder?"
Yu Xiaorong shook off the thick tarpaulin with a straight face. A gray pebble rolled out first and hit Luo Binhan's feet. Luo Binhan was about to pick it up by padding his coat pocket, but Antique Pierre took the stone into his hand and hid it directly behind his back. Luo Binhan raised his head and glared at her, but she just looked back with an innocent face. He didn't go after her because there was obviously something else in the tarp.
Yu Xiaorong ripped off the tarpaulin. What was inside was not disappointing, but it was not worth the trouble: it was just another framed oil painting. The background of the painting is a deep forest filled with mist, with a silver-white river running through it, and a woman wearing a white gauze walking barefoot on the river. It had a mysterious and distant atmosphere, which made Luo Binhan immediately look at Anti-Pierre's reaction. It turned out that Anti was not looking at the painting at all. She was concentrating on playing with the gray pebbles she had picked up, with obvious fondness in her eyes.
"Ah, it's just a painting." Old Cologne said. He tried his best to appear happy, but his tone and expression revealed disappointment and boredom, "I think it was given by your father's friend. He always has a lot of weird friends."
"Yes." Yu Xiaorong said. Her face was a little strangely red, and at first glance she seemed embarrassed for making a fuss about it, but Luo Binhan was very good at interpreting her micro-expressions. He could tell from her fierce eyes that she was actually blushing with anger.
Doppler Colon neatly packed up his things and called Recto, who bumped head-to-head with Leo, back to the car. Before leaving, he patted Yu Xiaorong on the head and gave Anti-Pierre a toothy smile.
"Don't pay too much attention to Philip, girl." The old man said cheerfully, "And, if you are willing, give him another chance."
Anti-Pierre smiled back at him, a charming smile whose meaning was unclear. She may not even know the relationship between the old man in front of her and Philip Colon, who once sent her flowers. Finally Luo Binhan came out of the house and took a porcelain cup with a horse and dog pattern as a thank you gift. Old Cologne refused the gift and just looked at Luo Binhan with interest. He asked Yu Xiaorong to translate for him.
"We didn't have much chance to talk before," Old Colon said. "I heard from Jania that you went to Africa? It seems that you are also a restless person, just like her father. Come and sit with me when you have time, or we can Can we go out for a drink?”
It was difficult to say no to someone who had helped so much, so Luo Binhan had no choice but to say that he would go to the dog farm when he had time. He watched Doppler Colon get into the car, looked back at the yard, and found that Anti was playing with the pebble, while Yu Xiaorong was busy staring at the oil painting. They were all enjoying themselves, but he was left with doubts.
"Okay," he half asked Yu Xiaorong, half to himself, "What on earth is going on?"
"Maybe it's just a prank." Yu Xiaorong said coldly, "I also have some friends who like to joke. Maybe I told them you were coming."
"They will also send you packages with Chinese characters on them?"
"They only need to go online and click on the translation software, and then trace the symbols they find. Or even simpler - there are exchange students from your school in my school."
Luo Binhan began to pull his hair. After a long flight and a near-miss express delivery crisis, he was somewhat tired, which may be part of the reason why he felt dizzy at the moment. He had things in Lihai City, Jing Huang, Momolo, and Regenberg on his mind, so much so that a package of unknown origin made him confused. He also couldn't understand Yu Xiaorong's reaction at this moment, but he decided to stop there for now. The sun has already set. No matter how long this painting will torture them, it's time to have dinner.
"We'd better find a box to seal this thing up first." He weakly said to Yu Xiaorong, "Be careful of the anthrax bacillus, right?"
Yu Xiaorong agreed, still staring at the painting, not taking Luo Binhan's warning to heart at all. Luo Binhan felt strongly that her interest in this painting had exceeded the reasonable range, but she could not see anything from the painting. The woman in the painting - clearly something inhuman - has a graceful and alluring figure, yet is completely distorted. The clothes she wore were like white gauze and a layer of twisted mist. Her hair blended with the shadows of the trees, as if the entire forest was being pulled by her. Her face was hazy and moist, like two slender black holes cut into the clouds...but it didn't look ugly. Although the entire painting has distorted lines and chaotic colors, it was painted by an experienced painter. It conveys that slightly disturbing beauty. River monster. Water fairy. Nymph. Lorelei.
"I hope there's no curse on it." Luo Binhan said numbly. He was just thinking about it in his head, but he blurted it out. Fortunately, this was not a particularly eye-catching statement in their family. Yu Xiaorong just rolled his eyes at him: "Have you seen Voodoo in Africa?"
"No." Luo Binhan insisted, "Africa is doing well now."
"This painting is a joke, I'm sure of it."
Although Yu Xiaorong said this, Luo Binhan felt that her expression was not sincere, but contained some dangerous excitement. His tired nerves throbbed, recalling those heart-stopping moments in the past, such as when her mother called him to tell him that the Chinese teacher at the school had been arrested by the police, or when he heard that her hapless ex-boyfriend She was shot and killed on the way to the police station - how could a rural place like the surrounding Regenberg have so much trouble for her to discover! No, maybe disasters are happening everywhere, but Yu Xiaorong is just like a small magnetic needle wandering around, accurately heading towards the magnetic field that is most likely to cause disasters. And she hasn't had a boyfriend for a while.
"You're not hiding anything from me, are you?" He asked Yu Xiaorong with almost fear.
Yu Xiaorong raised half of his eyebrows again, but the dangerous light in his eyes had disappeared. But this didn't make Luo Binhan feel much better, because he was used to seeing how Yu Xiaorong lied to her mother.
"Why do you think I'm hiding something from you?" she asked, "Are you hiding something from me?"
"What? Of course not!"
"Then neither do I." Yu Xiaorong said decisively, and then carried the painting into the house.
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