When he got off the bus, Dong Qiangqiang was sleeping soundly. Although the drive was only about ten minutes, he felt like he had slept for a long time.
He went to the infirmary first, where a gray-haired police doctor treated his wounds. The cut was a bit deep, so as a precaution, the police doctor gave him anesthesia and started stitches.
Seeing the police doctor's skillful acupuncture technique, Dong Qiangqiang originally wanted to ask: What should I do if the stitches are removed in the future? But he racked his brains for a long time, and until the police doctor finished sewing, he couldn't remember how to say "remove stitches" in German or English.
He gestured worriedly to the police doctor several times. The police doctor immediately understood his worries, took off his mask, and said while washing his hands: "Don't worry, your body can quickly absorb this kind of thread, and there is no need to remove it in the future." line, but to be on the safe side, you’d better not take a shower for three weeks.”
The police doctor observed him for another ten minutes before letting him take notes.
He also knew the process of taking notes very well. After all, he had already made two notes in less than a day.
After finishing the note, he was bored in the corridor waiting for the police's next instructions. He was a little thirsty. When he saw a water dispenser at the end of the corridor, he lazily stood up and walked over.
After drinking a glass of hot water, he felt his whole body warm up and his hands seemed to no longer shake.
At this moment, the corridor door next to him opened, and a pretty figure followed a policeman and walked in. Dong Qiangqiang glanced slightly and couldn't help but be startled. He didn't expect that she was here too.
The khaki windbreaker had become dirty and torn. The hem was stained and the sleeves were torn.
Under the leadership of the female police officer, Wu Xiaoxi limped into a nearby police office.
Dong Qiangqiang quickly followed him. Just as he was about to say hello, a male police officer suddenly walked out of the front office. He was the one who took him back to the police station.
"Dong Qiangqiang." The male policeman's pronunciation sounded a little weird.
Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly greeted him: "Do I need to do anything else?"
The male policeman said gently: "No need. If there is anything else, we will contact you again. Is your contact information this mobile phone number? Do you have an address?"
Dong Qiangqiang smiled: "Today is my first day in Germany, and I don't have an address yet."
The male policeman was stunned for a moment: "The first day?"
"Well, my passport has the entry time." Dong Qiangqiang said as he took out his passport.
The male policeman smiled slightly and extended his right hand in a friendly manner: "Welcome to Germany."
"Well," Dong Qiangqiang quickly stretched out his right hand and shook the other person lightly.
The male policeman signaled that he no longer needed a passport, and at the same time sincerely suggested: "In the future, try to avoid going to places where security is not that good at night. Although the streets in Germany are better than those in France, the danger still exists."
Dong Qiangqiang was thinking about Wu Xiaoxi. He pointed in the direction of the door: "Then can I go?"
"Of course." The male policeman waved his hand and turned around to enter the room.
Dong Qiangqiang rushed outside another police office. Through the glass window, he saw Wu Xiaoxi, with red and swollen eyes, sitting on a chair, gesticulating and saying something.
Maybe she knows how to find a house here, and you can ask her later. Dong Qiangqiang was thinking in his mind as he sat down on the bench outside the door. He looked at Wu Xiaoxi's hands that kept gesticulating and felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. After a while, he leaned his head against the wall next to him and snored softly.
*
Because of fear, Jin Yuan did not dare to take the bus, but ran all the way back to where he lived.
Since leaving Hippo Street, he has moved several times, and finally found a house with a relatively cheap rent near Hanover Medical College, which is far away from the city, and settled down.
He gently used the key to unscrew the door lock, and then pushed the door open a crack with extremely slow movements. Then he gently held the door panel with one hand and held the door handle with the other hand and gently lifted it up. He pushed the door while lifting it to prevent the sound of opening the door. He woke up his German roommate who lived with him.
He tiptoed into the house and passed through the living room. When he saw that there was still a piece of pizza that his roommate had not finished eating in the pizza box on the coffee table, he picked it up and took a bite, and then took out a can of cold beer from the refrigerator. Then he quietly slipped into his room.
His house is about 12 square meters. There is a single bed on the right side when he enters the door. The quilt on the bed is folded neatly. Next to the bed is a long desk, and next to the wooden table is an IKEA clothes rack. It was hung with clothes from different seasons, and next to it were two old suitcases standing upright. There is a fabric sofa next to the suitcase. The color of the fabric sofa can no longer be seen clearly. In many places, the cotton wool under the fabric surface is exposed, and in some places, the steel wire inside is even exposed. In front of the cloth sofa, in the middle of the room, there is an off-white square table.
Anyone can see that the owner of this room has very little money.
Jin Yuan carefully closed the curtains and turned on the small desk lamp on the desk, but the desk lamp did not light up at all. He tapped the lampshade twice skillfully. After the bulb flashed a few times, it emitted a faint yellow light, and the room was slightly dimmed. It became a little brighter.
Jin Yuan took out the heavy paper bag from his backpack, put it on the square table, then turned around and locked the door.
He took off the outermost black plastic bag, revealing a yellow kraft paper bag. He carefully opened a corner from it and saw a small transparent plastic bag containing white powder inside.
He once heard other migrant workers in the restaurant mention that the old chef was the "banker" in the restaurant. He always thought that the old chef was a senior gambler, but he never expected that he was a drug dealer.
Jin Yuan threw the plastic bag into the trash can at the foot of the table with disdain, lowered his head and continued to open the brown paper bag.
But what surprised him was that there was no package of drugs in the brown paper bag, only an opaque plastic film package tied extremely strong with transparent tape.
Jin Yuan took a sip of beer and carefully and neatly cut open the tape outside the plastic film bag with scissors. As the plastic film was torn open little by little, a bundle of brand new banknotes bundled with white paper strips was revealed.
Jin Yuan was stunned, his hands trembling slightly. He restrained his excitement and quickly counted one of the bundles: there were 100 German marks with a face value of 100, totaling 10,000 marks.
There are 12 bundles in the bag, totaling 120,000 marks.
Jin Yuan sat blankly on the chair, looking at the stacks of purple and green banknotes under the dim light, speechless for a long time.
*
"Wake up, wake up..." Just as Dong Qiangqiang was about to eat a steaming bowl of fried noodles, he was suddenly shaken awake by a pair of strong hands.
"Well," he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
"No sleeping here." The policewoman said sternly.
Dong Qiangqiang rubbed his eyes that were still a little confused, and said with some garlic in his mouth: "I, where am I?"
The policewoman looked down at him: "This is the police station. What can you do? Do you want to report a crime?"
"Report the crime?" Dong Qiangqiang scratched his head in confusion and said inarticulately, "No, I won't report the crime. I'm waiting for someone."
"Waiting for someone?" The policewoman looked around in confusion. There was no one in the corridor. "Who are you waiting for?"
"A lady, she was here just now..." Dong Qiangqiang pointed to the office as he spoke.
The policewoman looked back at the office, then back at Dong Qiangqiang. Dong Qiangqiang stood up quickly, only to find that there was no one in the office.
"She was here just now." Dong Qiangqiang explained.
"She has left. If nothing happens, please leave as soon as possible." The policewoman pointed in the direction of the door, "The exit is over there."
Dong Qiangqiang put on his backpack, turned around and ran towards the gate.
The hands on the clock on the wall pointed to 3:30 in the morning.
