Dong Qiangqiang was watching the workers busy attentively. When he heard this sentence, he immediately turned around and asked: "My classmate?"
"That's right. He said he was your classmate. I saw that you both looked similar, so I let him in." Brother Jiugui happily patted Dong Qiangqiang on the shoulder and said, "I heard from Sasha that your cooking skills are great. What? Would you like me to try it too?"
"Did you let him in?" Upon hearing this, Dong Qiangqiang frowned and asked nervously, "Then what?"
"Then? Then I went back to the house to drink." The drunkard brother replied nonchalantly.
"What about him?" Dong Qiangqiang seemed a little overwhelmed by this toothpaste-squeezing question-and-answer method.
"I pointed him to your room, and he went to find you on his own. Did you see him afterwards?" The drunkard looked drunk.
Dong Qiangqiang's heart skipped a beat: Was there someone else in his room last night? Why didn't I notice it at all this morning? Did that person leave last night when he saw that I was not at home? Who is it? They look similar to me. Could it be that they are... those people from Southeast Asia? If they...if they could find where I live? What about... Jin Yuan?
Dong Qiangqiang didn't dare to think about it anymore and hurriedly ran back to his room to call Jin Yuan, but no one answered his phone.
Dong Qiangqiang was a little anxious. He didn't dare to guess what kind of trouble Jin Yuan might encounter. He held up the phone and looked around at the furnishings in his house, but didn't find anything unusual. Since he carries his passport, bank card and money with him every day, he is not worried about monetary losses, but now, he suddenly has a fear for his safety.
He suddenly remembered the suitcase that he had placed in the attic and that Jin Yuan had entrusted to him. He ran out of the room quickly, but unexpectedly bumped into the network installation worker.
"The network has been installed. You can access the Internet now." The installer handed a signature book to Dong Qiangqiang and pointed to the lower right corner. "If there is no problem, sign here."
Dong Qiangqiang plugged one end of the network cable into the port of the router. As soon as it was connected, he saw the small light on the router flashing happily. After a while, Amazon's official website interface appeared on the laptop.
"Okay." Dong Qiangqiang signed with a big stroke of his pen.
"If you have any questions, you can call this hotline at any time." The installer handed Dong Qiangqiang a white card and left the building.
After seeing off the workers, Dong Qiangqiang quickly returned to the third floor, carefully opened the partition of the attic, and looked inside. He saw the black suitcase Jin Yuan gave him lying quietly in a far corner.
Dong Qiangqiang breathed a sigh of relief and put down the partition. After returning to the house, he called Jin Yuan's mobile phone again, but Jin Yuan's mobile phone suddenly became an empty number, which surprised Dong Qiangqiang.
Did something happen to Jin Yuan?
While he was thinking wildly, his cell phone suddenly rang loudly. It turned out to be the alarm he set yesterday for the first aid course this afternoon.
Because something was on his mind, Dong Qiangqiang only took a few bites of last night's leftovers and hurried to the first aid training class.
Holding the map in his hand and running away, Dong Qiangqiang found the class location in an inconspicuous place. The first aid class is arranged in a very old-looking German-style building. There is a green bronze statue outside the main entrance steps of the building. The bronze statue looks like a poet, holding a heavy book in his hand and raising his arms and shouting.
He walked up the steps gently and pushed open the ajar door. The hinges immediately made a squeaking sound. He walked into the hall and asked loudly: "Hello! Is anyone there?"
"Who is it?" Following a question, a young German woman with a pretty face and wearing a white uniform walked out of a room quickly. She was lightly applying makeup, her eyebrows were lightly swept, and she had waist-length golden hair, which made her look very unique.
"Who are you looking for?" She looked into Dong Qiangqiang's eyes and asked softly.
"Hello, my name is Dong Qiangqiang. I signed up yesterday to participate in today's first aid class." Dong Qiangqiang quickly explained.
"Sign here first. Then go straight to the end, which is the second room on the left." The blond woman said as she handed him a signature pad.
Dong Qiangqiang walked towards the room while carefully observing the furnishings in the corridor.
All the decorations and decorations in the corridor showed that this was a place with a historical background. Portraits of historical figures that Dong Qiangqiang did not know were hung on the walls, and the lives of the characters were written under the portraits. Dong Qiangqiang sniffed his nose and felt that there was an indescribable smell of dead wood mixed with disinfectant in the building. Maybe this was the trace left by the years in the building. He thought to himself.
Opening the door, a room of about fifty square meters appeared in front of him: the first thing that caught his eye was a simple crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The room was made of brown wood from the window edge to the floor. There is a rectangular blackboard directly in front, and an old milky white wooden podium stands in front of the right side of the blackboard.
The desk and chairs in front of the blackboard have been moved to another corner of the room, and a group of people are sitting in a circle on a large area of the floor. These people are male and female, old and young, some look like middle school students, some look like housewives, there are also bald middle-aged people, weird people with punk haircuts, and very alternative clothing. cross-dressing people.
Dong Qiangqiang nodded to everyone, said hello proactively, then pulled a chair from the side and sat behind the housewife.
At 13 o'clock sharp, a tall German uncle with a kind face, fair skin and fat body walked into the room holding a stack of textbooks.
After a brief self-introduction, the German uncle immediately went straight to the topic. Everyone listened to his explanation attentively. The only thing that could be heard in the room was the uncle's booming voice and the faint echo from time to time.
Before the class, Dong Qiangqiang thought that the Germans would be very serious when teaching this kind of class, but what he didn't expect was that the German uncle didn't touch the teaching materials at all. Five actual cases will be explained in detail. After each case has been explained clearly, five questions will be asked immediately. After talking like this, Dong Qiangqiang listened with gusto, as if listening to a joke, and he wrote down important first aid measures such as cardiac resuscitation, hemostasis and artificial respiration.
An hour passed quickly, and while everyone was discussing enthusiastically how to deal with the injured in a traffic accident, the door of the room suddenly banged open, and a woman ran in panting.
Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but be startled when he saw the face of the intruder.
The person who came in was Wu Xiaoxi, an "old acquaintance" he had never spoken to.
