eurekapd Chapter 257 Return
Chapter 257 Return
Chapter 257 Return
Qiu Huoming took a sip of the 'shredded egg soup' and raised his head, looking out the window.
The windows are very old and the glass is no longer clear, especially at the corners. The paint on the window frames is faded, but it does not look bleak. Instead, it is decorated with the liveliness of the people filling the room.
"After you graduate, come to Shenhai. I'll introduce you to a job."
Editor Zhou said with a smile.
"What type of job does Uncle Zhou plan to give me?"
Qiu Huoming asked curiously. There were still a few years left before graduation. He had some ideas, but they were not perfect yet. He would make a decision based on the current overall situation.
"Come with me to do research." He raised his hand to push his fogged glasses, waited for the fog to clear, and continued to drink his soup.
Qiu Huoming was stunned for a moment, "Thank you, Uncle Zhou, it's still a long way to go before I graduate, so I won't consider employment for now."
"That's right. You're only a freshman, and you still have a few years to go. During this time, learn more knowledge..."
Editor Zhou didn't hear his voice-over. He put down the bowl, wiped the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Have you finished eating?"
"What the hell, just go away and talk about it when you get back."
Qiu Huoming looked at the cleaned table and replied with a smile: "I'm done eating. Thank you, Uncle Zhou."
"How did you get hurt?"
"Comrade, something bad has happened. I heard someone calling for help in the alley!"
These conversations were very strange. Qiu Huoming straightened up and was too lazy to open the paper bag in his hand.
Another patrolman took out a flashlight, the light flickered as they ran, and the two men followed the sound and soon saw a figure lying on the ground. The alleys here were interconnected, and at night, some of them were deserted, so the security was not very good.
Qiu Huoming turned around and ran towards the alley, "Hurry! Follow me."
"I was... beaten, and... two people... stole my things..."
"No need to send me off. You'll be busy soon, right? I have a very good sense of direction. I can find my way back even with my eyes closed..."
Could it be that someone was murdered for money?
There were two inspectors, one squatted down, and the other worked together with Qiu Huoming to drag the wounded man up and put him on his back. The two inspectors didn't care about Qiu Huoming, probably thinking that he would catch up, and they walked out in a hurry.
There were two patrolmen in total, one of whom was holding an iron rod. He dragged the iron rod to Qiu Huoming's side and asked in a hurried voice: "Where is it? Lead the way."
Qiu Huoming aimed in the right direction and walked towards the alley behind the store. It was already completely dark at this moment. There was almost no light in the winter night sky. There was only the street lamp at the entrance of the alley. There was a trash can not far away.
"We are two grasshoppers on the same rope. I won't cheat you. Stop talking nonsense and let's go..."
He knew there was a police booth at the corner of the street.
Through the gap in the trash can, Qiu Huoming saw two figures flash by at the entrance of the alley, and then they walked away with the sound of hurried footsteps.
"Oh, you are quite polite. You said thank you. Let's go. I will take you back to the guesthouse..."
"Oh shit." The inspector walked over quickly and shone a flashlight on the other person's injuries.
"Don't worry, I've got it in mind." Qiu Huoming smiled, pushed the stool away and stood up.
I'm sorry to that orange cat today.
"Save me..." The voice was faint but still clearly audible.
Qiu Huoming looked at the face of the injured person under the light, and his heart skipped a beat. This person was the mysterious sailor. His words before came to his mind, "I'm about to raise enough money..."
Qiu Huoming walked along the sidewalk towards the guesthouse.
After entering the alley, one of the inspectors shouted, "Who's there?"
He glanced back into the darkness…his mind racing, he gritted his teeth, and ran towards the street.
It’s no wonder that Qiu Huoming was more cautious. There was no surveillance these days. If someone put the blame on him, he wouldn’t be able to explain himself even if there were more people to speak up.
He returned to the street light and prepared to go back to the guesthouse.
Qiu Huoming's hair stood up.
If I saw that orange cat this time, I wouldn't be so embarrassed to show it off.
The two parted ways at the door.
"Tsk~ Just a cat."
"Tsk~ You're the only one who's careful. Tell me, how do we divide these?"
There was nothing in the trash can. Qiu Huoming half squatted down and was about to open the paper package.
"You don't understand. Caution is the key to success."
"Meow~" Qiu Huoming imitated the meow of a cat and walked over quietly.
The sound of their conversation came over...
Suddenly, a faint cry for help came to my ears, which sounded particularly clear in the quiet night, "Who, who is there, save me..."
……
Passing by a store selling dried goods, he bought some dried fish, wrapped it in paper, and holding it in his hand, he walked towards the snack bar where he had eaten with Brother Zhang and the others last time.
"You won't cheat me, will you?"
"Okay, then I'll go back to work first. I won't see you off tomorrow. Be careful on your way. When you come back, tell me when you've bought a ticket to Beijing. Someone will come to pick you up then. Don't forget to..."
Sure enough, the inspectors inside were still there.
Qiu Huoming looked at their gradually receding backs, thought for a moment, and decided not to cause any more trouble, so he turned and walked towards the guesthouse.
Since the injured person could still speak, they could just ask him directly if they had any questions. He was just a passer-by and had to take a bus early tomorrow morning, so it would be better to avoid such troublesome matters.
He still had a lot of money in his own schoolbag. If he was implicated, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.
Qiu Huoming was in a good mood because he had accidentally saved a life. When he returned to the guesthouse, Halliday was already packing his luggage.
"Oh, you're back?" Halliday weighed the large shoulder bag in his hand and asked with a smile.
"Well, Uncle Han, what time is your bus tomorrow?"
"Same as you, early in the morning. I'll give you a hand tomorrow. Your washing machine is not light."
"Hey, thank you Uncle Han. I'll ask the front desk to call a taxi for you. You can get in with me tomorrow."
"Oh, then I'm getting an advantage. I've never taken a taxi in Shenhai before..."
Halliday put down the bag in his hand, turned around and said:
"Huo Ming, you have a lot of stuff, check if there is anything left..."
"Well, it's a rare trip home, so I have a few more things." Qiu Huoming bent down and changed his slippers.
When I came back from taking a shower, Halliday was already leaning on the bed, without covering himself with the quilt, revealing two socks with holes in them. He was not reading, but just staring at the ceiling in a daze.
"Uncle Han, what are you thinking about?"
"I'm so happy. I didn't expect to gain so much from coming here this time. I'll frame the group photo later..."
“Will they send it to you?”
"Of course I did. I specifically asked and left my address."
"That's good."
Qiu Huoming hung up the towel and began to organize his things. Several magazines belonged to him, and the certificates and prizes were stuffed into the box. The rest were placed in the backpack. The interlayer of the backpack contained the letter of introduction, some money and documents.
The rest of the money was kept close to my body in the interlayer of my old cotton-padded jacket.
I don’t plan to take off this old cotton jacket on the rest of the journey.
The next morning, before daybreak, the two men got up and hurriedly carried the washing machine downstairs.
While the two were waiting for the bus at the door, they bought two "Tiger Claws" on the street. Halliday stood there looking at the luggage, while Qiu Huoming ran to the intersection to wait for the bus.
He checked his watch. This man must not be late.
As I was thinking about it, a taxi came over with its turn signal on.
Qiu Huoming waved his hand quickly, the car stopped, and the driver leaned out of the window, "Is that Comrade Qiu Huoming?"
"Hey, it's me."
Qiu Huoming ran to Halliday, and the two of them worked together to put the washing machine into the back seat of the car.
The driver came out, took out a rope and secured the trunk.
Qiu Huoming had a lot of things with him, so he sat in the back seat carrying a suitcase and a backpack, while Halliday sat in the front row carrying a shoulder bag.
The car started and drove forward...
It was early in the morning, there were not many people on the road and it was still dark. The car had almost no obstacles along the way and arrived at the "Old North Station" in less than 40 minutes.
(Old North Station)
It was Qiu Huoming's first time to come to the Old North Station. When the taxi stopped, the sky was already turning white. The lights in front of the station were still on, and several people guarding the door looked at the car they were riding in curiously.
There were a row of buses parked at the gate, and a strong smell of diesel was wafting over.
Qiu Huoming opened the car door and got out. There was a puddle of oil on the ground. He walked around the oil stain and went to the trunk.
The driver came out to help untie the rope. Halliday in the front seat silently paid the fare. When Qiu Huoming realized what was happening, he wanted to hand him the money, but he refused to take it. "I'm the elder. How can I let a student pay for my ride? Stop it. If you're polite, I'll get angry."
Qiu Huoming was speechless. He had noticed in the past few days that Halliday was not rich. This was the only set of clothes that suited him well. He had been wearing it over and over again for several days. There were stains on the sleeves. It was not that he didn't want to change it. It was obvious that he only had this one set.
"Okay, thank you Uncle Han."
"Why are you being so polite? Come on, let's go in."
The car stopped them outside the station. There was a railing in front and two officers in police uniforms were checking tickets. Although it was still early, many people had already entered.
Most of the people around here speak Shanghainese, and all the voices come together, making it very noisy.
Halliday helped him lift the washing machine, and the two of them passed the ticket check area and followed the crowd into the hall.
（Waiting Room）
There were rows of long wooden chairs in the hall. Although it was still early, there were already quite a few passengers sitting inside, carrying large and small bags.
As the two were talking, a railway worker came over with a cart and asked, "Comrade, do you want to take your luggage in?"
"Yes, how much does it cost?"
Qiu Huoming was overjoyed when he heard this.
"Have you bought the luggage ticket?" the worker asked.
"not yet."
"Buy one." said the worker, pointing to the check-in window not far away.
He glanced at Qiu Huoming's luggage, pointed at the washing machine and said, "Are you checking this luggage?"
Qiu Huoming nodded, and the other party bent down and put the washing machine on the cart with all his strength, "Let's go..."
Qiu Huoming and Halliday followed behind him. The luggage room was bustling with people appraising items. After waiting for a while, it was finally his turn.
The person who weighed his luggage was an auntie. Qiu Huoming handed the train ticket to her. After checking, she wrote a line of words on the luggage ticket. Qiu Huoming paid the money and got back the ticket and luggage ticket.
"Your washing machine is very expensive, right?" asked the aunt in the luggage room.
"It's quite expensive." Qiu Huoming touched the outer packaging of the washing machine with some concern.
The aunt smiled and put another piece of paper on the washing machine. There was a warning icon on it and words written next to the icon: Fragile, handle with care.
"Thank you, Auntie." Qiu Huoming quickly expressed his gratitude.
With the luggage ticket, Qiu Huoming could follow the workers to the platform to wait for the train.
Halliday stayed in the waiting room; they were standing in different directions from each other.
Arriving at the platform, Qiu Huoming felt relieved and all he had to do now was wait for the train.
He carried the suitcase and moved his backpack to his chest, as he might have to squeeze into the bus later.
Fortunately, Shenhai is the starting station, so there is no need to worry even if there are a lot of people.
The train stopped at the platform. It was the first time for him to wait on the platform in advance. At this time, the green train had a special carriage for carrying luggage. Qiu Huoming looked at it curiously. The worker who had helped him move his luggage before put away the luggage and walked over with the empty carriage.
"Young comrade, you can get in the car and wait first..." He probably thought Qiu Huoming was quite polite, so he gave him a reminder.
"Okay, thank you uncle." Qiu Huoming was very happy. His feet were very cold standing outdoors in the winter.
He carried the box to his carriage and walked over quickly.
The staff on the platform took a look at his ticket and let him in.
His seat was next to the window, and the hard seats had two rows of seats facing each other. His direction was just in the direction of the front of the car, so it was not easy to get carsick in this position.
I'm having pretty good luck today.
Qiu Huoming sat down, stuffed the suitcase in his hand under the seat, put his backpack on his legs, and rolled down the window halfway. The wind blew his hair. He looked at the railroad tracks and the busy crowd beside him...
In the waiting room, Halliday was sitting on a bench. He was going back to Tianjin to celebrate the New Year, so it was convenient to take the train. If he wanted to go back to Sichuan, he would have to take a boat.
He had been feeling a little uncomfortable due to the holding back these days, and he looked around and saw a lot of people smoking nearby. He reached into his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes with only two cigarettes left in the pack. He pinched it and then he saw that there was something coming out with the cigarette box. He took it in his hand and took a look, and it was a two-yuan bill.
He looked at the unfamiliar banknote and thought about it, a bitter smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. Who else could it be except Huo Ming?
This young man is really...
He sighed. It was a rare occasion for him to be generous, but his generosity was ruined so quickly. He carefully put away the two yuan.
He was not rich, so these two yuan was not a lot, but not a little either. He thought about Qiu Huoming's performance along the way and thought to himself that this young man was worth getting along with.
He even thought of his girl, but unfortunately she was a few years older than Huo Ming, otherwise it would have been a good choice to have a match.
Qiu Huoming, who was sitting on the train, had no idea that someone was considering taking him as a son-in-law.
The carriage was already full of passengers. Opposite me was a young couple, carrying a lot of bags, even the footrest had packages placed on it.
There was a middle-aged man sitting next to him, carrying a blue and white bag. He threw it on the luggage rack above and left it alone.
He dozed off as soon as he sat down, and was snoring loudly before the car even started.
The woman opposite looked away in disgust.
The radio in the car started to play, and the man looked at his wife tenderly and said, "You should get some sleep too. We are about to drive."
As soon as he finished speaking, the car shook, and with the sound of "clang, clang", the wind outside the window suddenly became stronger, and the car was already moving forward.
Qiu Huoming reached out and pulled the window upwards, leaving a gap for ventilation.