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Chapter 128: The Barrier in My Heart
Just as Zhang Qiu was feeling frustrated, Yang Yu reminded him, "Brother Qiu, isn't your uncle a police officer? Why not give him a try?"
"Right, I should call the police." Zhang Qiu felt enlightened and quickly took out his phone to make a call. However, he dialed the regular emergency number 110 instead of He Jun's personal number.
After the call connected, Zhang Qiu explained the situation to the officer. Once he hung up, Yang Yu asked, "Brother Qiu, what did they say?"
Zhang Qiu looked at Yang Yu and replied, "They want me to go to the police station."
"Then let's go," Wang Zhengxiang said eagerly.
Zhang Qiu checked the time; there was still enough time. He looked around at everyone and said, "Alright, we’ll head to the police station. If anyone doesn’t want to go there, you can stay here and continue having fun. We’ll meet up again once we’re done at the station."
Qiu Wan got up, and no one stayed behind; everyone was willing to go to the police station together. The group settled their bill and hurried downstairs, opting for a taxi to the station.
Throughout the ride, Zhang Qiu remained silent, pondering how coincidental this situation was. He needed a video that had gone missing—wasn't this something straight out of a story? How could fate be so cruel in reality? He could only hope that his phone could be recovered.
The five of them squeezed into a single taxi, making it particularly cramped. Wang Zhengxiang, being the largest, sat in the front passenger seat. Zhang Qiu, Yang Yu, Gao Zhi, and Zhao Pingchuan sat in the back seat in a line. Fortunately, the distance wasn't far; the feeling of being packed together ended quickly. They simply didn’t have enough money for a second taxi.
The police station was just across the street from the Public Security Bureau. To the south was the police station, while to the north stood the Public Security Bureau. A wide and straight road separated them, with a golden guardrail down the middle. The imposing building of the Public Security Bureau had an official badge hanging prominently in the center, with large banners on either side reading: "Maintain Stability, Combat Crime, Protect the Public, Duty-Bound." Zhang Qiu looked at the building; at that moment, his uncle He Jun was inside one of its rooms.
The police station was much smaller in scale. To the east stood a three-story office building; to the west were several single-story houses with a spacious courtyard in between. Two weathered wooden basketball hoops stood empty on either side of a field where blue-and-white police cars were parked. The electric gate at the entrance was wide open without any security personnel present, allowing people to come and go freely.
Zhang Qiu walked ahead and paused briefly at the entrance before stepping inside. The last time he had been here was to apply for his ID before an important exam. In no time at all, he was about to take his college entrance exams while seemingly walking down a path completely opposite to that.
Although he had been here once before for business purposes, he had no idea how to report a case. He stopped a policewoman walking towards him and politely asked, "Police Sister, could you tell me where I should go to report a case?"
The female officer looked at Zhang Qiu with suspicion and then glanced over those standing behind him before saying, "Follow me."
Zhang Qiu and others entered the three-story office building in the east under the guidance of a female police officer. At the entrance, there was a table, and a slightly plump male officer sat leisurely behind it. Upon seeing them enter, he pointed to a form on the table and said, "Please register."
Zhang Qiu picked up a pen and filled in his name on the form before attempting to go inside. The officer pointed at Yang Yu and the others, saying, "Wait a moment, everyone entering must register."
Yang Yu had no choice but to fill in his name as well, followed by Gao Zhi, Zhao Pingchuan, and Wang Zhengxiang. Once everything was filled out, the policewoman continued to lead Zhang Qiu further inside, arriving at a room towards the back. Ahead was an iron railing blocking the way, with a door that also resembled iron bars, giving off an intimidating vibe.
The female officer knocked on the door, and a voice from inside said, "Come in!"
"You can go in now; it's right here," the female officer said with a slight smile.
"Thank you, Police Sister," Zhang Qiu expressed his gratitude, noticing that her smile was somewhat sweet and not like the typical professional smiles that felt cold.
Zhang Qiu pushed the door open and saw an officer sitting behind a desk. Upon seeing Zhang Qiu and the others enter, he pointed to the chairs across from him and said, "Have a seat."
After Zhang Qiu sat down, the officer asked, "What brings you here?"
"I want to report a crime," Zhang Qiu replied.
The officer picked up a pen and asked for his name, age, and contact information.
Zhang Qiu provided the details one by one. The officer then asked, "What is the reason for your report?"
Zhang Qiu answered, "My phone was stolen at KV."
The officer looked up at Zhang Qiu for a moment; his writing hand suddenly paused as he slowly said, "About this... alright, you go ahead; I'll take note of it."
Zhang Qiu recounted the details of how his phone went missing. After finishing his notes, the officer closed his notebook and looked at Zhang Qiu, saying, "You can go back and wait for further notice."
"I still have clues here." Zhang Qiu hurriedly took out his mobile phone, pulled out the photo taken from KV and placed it in front of the police officer. The police officer glanced at Zhang Qiu in surprise and asked: "How can you be sure it's him?" Zhang Qiu explained: "It was this person who hit my friend. His face was not shown in the video. It was from another person. I took a picture of the scene found by the surveillance camera. " "It's quite possible." The officer's mouth moved slightly and he said: "Leave the photo with my mobile phone number on the wall and send it via MMS." Zhang Qiu said: "Then let's add QQ and I will send it to you. It will also be convenient for me to understand the latest news, okay?" The police officer refused: "I'm usually very busy and don't have time to go to QQ. You can send it via MMS." I can go back and wait for the news. I will notify you immediately as soon as I have the result." "Okay." Zhang Qiu looked at the phone number on the wall helplessly and sent the photo. 'Buzz! The cell phone placed on the table vibrated. The police officer picked it up and shook it in front of Zhang Qiu, saying, "That's it, you can go." "Sorry to trouble you." Zhang Qiu thanked him politely. After leaving the room, Zhang Qiu once again met Police Sister who brought him in in the corridor. Only after things were done did Zhang Qiu have the time to take a closer look at this helpful Policewoman. A black uniform was tightly wrapped around her body, completely highlighting the lines of her body. Her hair was pulled back like most female police officers, and a women's police hat was placed on her head, making her look heroic. "Thank you, Police Sister." Zhang Qiu thanked you. Policewoman smiled slightly and asked: "Is the matter done?" "Well, let me go back and wait for notification." Zhang Qiu replied, Policewoman did not answer any more words and walked away with a smile. After leaving the door of the police station, Yang Yu said at the side: "Brother Qiu, I see that the policeman doesn't care about our matter at all, as if he is perfunctory."
Zhao Pingchuan also showed a worried expression, "Brother Qiu, I fear there won't be any results from Brother Yu's side."
"Brother Qiu, your uncle is already the director now. Why don't you give him a call?" Yang Yu suggested once again.
Thinking of his uncle, Zhang Qiu felt a surge of unnamed anger rise within him. Although he understood that his uncle hadn't done anything wrong, he just couldn't get over this mental hurdle.
"Brother Qiu, I also think..." Wang Zhengxiang started to speak but was covered by Zhao Pingchuan's hand. Wang Zhengxiang looked at Zhao Pingchuan in confusion, who shot him a fierce glare and gently shook his head.
Zhang Qiu checked the time and turned to the others, "Let's put the phone issue aside for now; we should head to the Bus Station to meet with the Stone Dagger Gang."
Yang Yu said, "Brother Qiu, I'll call someone to pick us up. They have motorcycles, so we won't have to walk over."
"Alright, just don't forget to have the Brothers bring their gear," Zhang Qiu reminded. He had no idea why the Stone Dagger Gang was looking for him. Whether they were friends or foes would only be clear after they met; until he confirmed the relationship between both parties, Zhang Qiu had to be cautious.
After Yang Yu made the call, five big guys stood at the entrance of the police station. Yang Yu took out some cigarettes, lit one for himself, and handed one each to Gao Zhi, Zhao Pingchuan, and Wang Zhengxiang.
Zhang Qiu watched from the side and reached out, "Give me one."
Yang Yu looked at Zhang Qiu in surprise but handed him a cigarette and helped him light it. Yang Yu knew that Zhang Qiu had always been someone who only drank alcohol and never smoked.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Zhang Qiu took a puff and suddenly started coughing violently. Yang Yu quickly stepped forward to pat Zhang Qiu's back. After a moment of calming down, Zhang Qiu put the cigarette back in his mouth; the tip flickered as he gradually adapted to the taste of tobacco.
Wang Zhengxiang leaned closer to Zhao Pingchuan and angrily said, "Why didn't you let me speak?"
Zhao Pingchuan pointed at Zhang Qiu, "Can't you see that Brother Qiu doesn't want anyone mentioning his uncle? Brother Yu already made Brother Qiu unhappy; do you really want to add to his troubles?"
Wang Zhengxiang looked at Zhang Qiu surrounded by swirling smoke and nodded in understanding.
In the distance, several motorcycles roared closer, stopping in front of Zhang Qiu and the others. The riders took off their helmets, dismounted, and lined up respectfully, calling out to Zhang Qiu, "Brother Qiu." After the battle in the ancient city, they had completely submitted to this boy who seemed anything but domineering. After addressing Zhang Qiu, they called out to Yang Yu, "Brother Yu."
Zhang Qiu nodded and said loudly, "Thank you for your hard work, brothers."
"It's no trouble."
"We serve Brother Qiu!"
Someone shouted this, causing everyone to laugh.
Yang Yu asked, "Did you bring everything?"
"Brother Yu, we brought it all." One of the brothers closest to the motorcycles patted the bag resting on the rack.
Seeing that everything was ready, Zhang Qiu waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"
Zhang Qiu and the brothers hopped onto their motorcycles. The convoy of over a dozen motorcycles formed a line as they rode through the evening streets, attracting countless onlookers. The wind tousled Zhang Qiu's hair, but he enjoyed the sensation of being swept by the breeze, as if it were not the wind blowing him but rather he was flying against it.
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