The street lights that leaked into the room from time to time made the light in the house suddenly bright and dim, but the black shadow at the crack of the door was still there.
Could it be that I am too worried? Dong Qiangqiang stood up and tiptoed towards the door with bare feet amidst the vibration of the train.
The train roared into a tunnel, and the room suddenly became dark.
When Dong Qiangqiang's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness around him, he realized that the door handle had been pressed down gently.
Sure enough, there was someone outside the door. It seemed that Du Lan's alert was right. There were indeed Lao Chen's accomplices on the train, or perhaps Lao Chen himself. But where did he get on the bus? Didn’t the police find his entry record? Countless question marks suddenly appeared in Dong Qiangqiang's heart. Although he was not worried that the door would be opened from the outside, he still heard his own accelerated heartbeat.
The train sped out of the tunnel. The lighting at the entrance of the tunnel shone through the mirror on the sink and hit Dong Qiangqiang's face. He instinctively turned his head to avoid the bright light, but after the bright light passed by, he suddenly discovered that the door handle had unknowingly returned. At the same time, the black shadow under the door disappeared.
He turned his head and glanced at Du Lan on the upper bunk, and saw that her long eyelashes were swaying slightly as the train moved forward. She looked very peaceful, as if she had already fallen into a deep sleep. Her feet stretched out from under the quilt, and there was a bright rose tattooed on the top of her white ankle.
Dong Qiangqiang's eyes were unconsciously attracted to the tattoo. Just as he was looking at the tattoo carefully, he heard a sudden "dong" sound from the door of the room, which startled Dong Qiangqiang who was concentrating on it.
Du Lan, who was already sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up from his sleep. With sleepy eyes, he saw Dong Qiangqiang standing on the bedside staring at him blankly: "Just now... what... noise? What are you looking at?"
Dong Qiangqiang put his index finger to his mouth to make a silent gesture, and quietly pulled out a short baseball bat from his luggage. This was something he brought specially from Hannover this time. It can be used for self-defense and can also be taken on the train if caught by the police. It is not considered a murder weapon and is very suitable for traveling.
While putting on his shoes, he put his ears up against the door and listened attentively for a few minutes. After confirming that there was no movement outside the door, he asked Du Lan to jump off the upper bunk, put on his shoes and hide in the corner. He quietly removed the padlock and unscrewed the hidden lock. , and then opened the door suddenly.
The cold wind in the corridor rushed into the house the moment he opened the door. He stood at the door as motionless as a goalkeeper, ready to swing the bat in his hand at any time, but the corridor was unusually quiet, and no one jumped out from the door.
When he leaned into the corridor, he found that there was no one in the corridor. Only the emergency lights above the sliding doors on both sides of the carriage were shining with green light. With the street lights flashing from time to time, Dong Qiangqiang saw the back of the sliding doors on both sides. All empty.
Outside the window, the train was passing through a quiet and peaceful village at high speed.
The small houses in the village are red or yellow, tall or short. The roof of each house is covered with a thick layer of snow. The chimneys on the roofs of a few houses are still steaming out. A few huts are even The lights were still on, presumably because the owner of the house had not rested yet or was getting up for the night.
"Did you see it?" Du Lan asked timidly.
Dong Qiangqiang carefully looked at the sliding doors on both sides, then stepped back into the room step by step, and locked the door again.
"You are right, there are indeed people following us. But there is no one outside now, so you should go to bed early." Dong Qiangqiang comforted, "I will listen at night and it will be fine."
Du Lan returned to the upper bunk and soon fell asleep again.
There was still silence in the corridor. After a few minutes, when the white light of the streetlight appeared again outside the car window, a black shadow flashed across the wall behind a sliding door.
The scheduled arrival time at Stockholm Central Station on the ticket was 6:30 in the morning, and Dong Qiangqiang got up from bed before 6:00.
When Du Lan also got up, the two discussed the strange things last night. But after much discussion, neither of them understood why the other made that strange noise. If the other party bumped into the door accidentally, the sound shouldn't be particularly loud, but the sound sounded like someone deliberately kicked the door.
At 6 o'clock in the morning, the train slowly drove into a large and majestic railway station without any announcement. Dong Qiangqiang took the train for the first time without announcing the station until he saw the huge sign "TRALSTATION" at the railway station and the bustling people. Only after the endless flow of people realized that the building in front of them was the legendary Stockholm Central Station.
"My dear, why does it feel bigger than the Frankfurt train station?" Dong Qiangqiang looked up at the glass dome above the waiting hall and couldn't help but sigh, "This dome is longer in span than any German train station dome I have ever seen. In addition, there are only 24 train tracks in Frankfurt, but there are 32 here. I thought it was not popular in Sweden to build buildings of this scale."
Du Lan had been to Stockholm before, and said with a smile while packing his luggage: "This place is like the Frankfurt train station. It is directly connected to the airport line and the city transportation line. It extends in all directions and has extremely convenient transportation. It is considered one of the most important transportation hubs in Northern Europe. But you Let’s save it for later. Let’s call the Swedish police first to see if they have any arrangements or plans. Also, do you need to inform the police on both sides about the fact that someone is following us?”
Dong Qiangqiang agreed: "It's true that heroes are in the same place, but let's get off the train first, lest the train will start later."
The two dressed up and put on their sunglasses. Then they got out of the car and carefully looked back and forth to make sure no one was following them before they both entered Burger King.
The Munich police simply told Du Lan that the two of them mainly cooperated with the Swedish police in their actions in Sweden and could not act rashly. The Swedish police responded to Dong Qiangqiang that they have not made any substantive arrangements yet.
"But I reported the case yesterday?" Dong Qiangqiang felt speechless, "Isn't that what you said when you accepted the case yesterday?"
"I'm sorry, sir, it's Christmas vacation now. Please give me your mobile phone number. We will contact you later." The receptionist turned a blind eye to Dong Qiangqiang's complaints and spoke standard service language very professionally.
Dong Qiangqiang always thought that the efficiency of the German police was low, but now he discovered that the efficiency of the Swedish police seemed to be even lower than that of the Germans. At that moment, he suddenly understood why the Germans were able to win so many battles in the early days of World War II.
The unsatisfactory communication result made Dong Qiangqiang angry and ate another Big Mac, and then stared out of the window at the tourists passing by in a daze.
Half an hour passed and the Swedish police still had not contacted him. Dong Qiangqiang was really tired of waiting. The key was that he didn't know how long he would have to wait if he kept waiting like this. He quietly asked Du Lan, who was beginning to take a nap: "When the train entered the station just now, I saw that this place looks like a complex of shopping malls and museums. Some places seem to have a strong artistic atmosphere. How about we take a stroll in the train station?"
"Are you crazy?" Du Lan replied lazily with his eyes closed, without raising his head, "Have you forgotten that Lao Chen's people might be looking for us at the train station?"
"You said that person who followed us yesterday?" Dong Qiangqiang smiled mysteriously, "I just suddenly figured it out. I think that person should have no ill intentions towards us."
"No malice?" Du Lan opened his eyes and asked strangely, "But didn't that person want to sneak open the door and attack us last night?"
"If that person had malicious intentions, he probably wouldn't have made that noise." Dong Qiangqiang analyzed sternly, "There were neither other people nor any obstacles in the corridor at that time. He didn't need to hide from anything, so it was impossible for him to fall. , so I guess there is a high probability that he broke down the door on purpose."
"Breaking down the door on purpose?" Du Lan didn't understand Dong Qiangqiang's hint, "For what?"
"I don't know the specific reason yet, but smashing the door was like a warning, not to cause harm."
"Warning?" Du Lan was even more confused.
"Forget it, don't think about it. Let's go out and walk around now, just as we are familiar with the terrain. If we really meet here later, you have to at least let me know how many exits and entrances there are here, right?"
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