Ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell if a police officer's ID was real or fake. Even if a fake ID was placed in front of them, they wouldn't be able to recognize it. However, very few people would carry a fake police officer's ID with them, right?
For some reason, perhaps because of his temperament, Zhang Zian felt that this police officer, who claimed to be surnamed Sheng, was trustworthy.
Officer Sheng picked up his phone and made a call. It seemed that he was contacting the police station and asking them to send a car over, saying that there was a missing girl here.
After the call, Police Officer Sheng said to Zhang Zian, "You should also find a place to wipe your body. You're all wet. Don't catch a cold …"
He stared at Zhang Zian, as if he wanted to say, "It's better to go to the hospital to get your eyes checked again."
After all, Zhang Zian was young and strong … Well, putting aside whether he was strong or not, at least he was a young man. He did not feel cold. His clothes, which had been soaked by the seawater, were blown by the wind, and with his body temperature, they were basically half dry.
The other party had good intentions, so he nodded in agreement.
He looked back and saw Zhuang Xiaodie standing a few meters away. She stared at the back of the girl in the wheelchair with a complicated look, but she did not intend to approach. It may be because the tide is still rising, and she is worried that the skirt of the traditional dress will be stained with wet sand, making it difficult to wash.
As for their complicated expressions … could it be due to the competition between beauties? Was he worried that his appearance was inferior to hers?
Zhuang Xiaodie is undoubtedly a peerless beauty. If the appearance of the girl in the wheelchair is worthy of her back, then she is almost equal to Zhuang Xiaodie. However, the styles of the two of them are very different. The former is complicated and gorgeous, while the latter is simple and pure. In fact, there is no comparison. Besides, the latter is inconvenient to move around. Zhuang Xiaodie's sense of competition is completely superfluous – Zhang Zian thought so.
Zhang Zian chatted with Police Officer Sheng for a while. He saw a police car not far away and stopped on the side of the road. Two female police officers got out of the car and walked over. Only then was he completely relieved.
Officer Sheng walked over and pointed to the two female police officers to explain the details of the situation.
"Officer Sheng, I'll leave first." Zhang Zian waved the note in his hand to Officer Sheng, meaning that he would call to ask about the follow-up situation.
He took a step forward, but his clothes suddenly tightened. He looked down and saw that he was being pulled by the wheelchair-bound girl.
"… What's wrong? Is there anything else? "
He asked, but then he remembered that the girl in the wheelchair couldn't speak. Even if he asked, she wouldn't be able to answer.
She pointed to the ground with her other hand.
Huh?
He saw a few crooked Chinese characters written on the ground — Thank you, watermelon.
Logically speaking, this was China. Wasn't it normal to see messages written in Chinese? But a thought flashed through his mind — it was actually Chinese?
He was sure that there were no words on the beach before, so these words were written by her. But how did she write these words on the beach?
Unlike Liu Huangshu, she did not have arms that were longer than her knees. Her arms were of normal length. It was impossible for her to write on the beach without bending over in a wheelchair, but he had never seen her bend over.
Then … there could only be one truth, and that was that she had written it with her toes.
This meant that although she couldn't move her legs, it was only temporary. At least she could still write with her toes, and it wasn't as serious as he thought.
He was sincerely glad for her, and hoped that her voice was only temporarily muffled.
But what the hell is a watermelon? She likes watermelon?
He smiled and said, "You're welcome. Anyone who saw that kind of situation would run over to help. The police are good people. You just have to cooperate with them and they will help you find a home. Also … the pain is only temporary. You have to work hard to recover. "
The latter sentence was his speculation. After all, he didn't know the real reason why she was in a wheelchair.
She listened quietly, but her hand was still holding on to his clothes.
Zhang Zian scratched his head. What should he do? He couldn't stand here all the time, and there was no need to go to the police station with her. Should he forcefully get rid of her hand?
His eyes fell on the word "watermelon," and he had an idea. He said, "I still have something to do now, but when I have time, I will call Officer Sheng, and then go to the police station to see you … When I go, I will bring a sweet and big watermelon. How about that?"
After a moment, she seemed to nod gently and let go of her hand.
She really likes to eat watermelon …
Zhang Zian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was easy to satisfy a girl who was so obsessed with watermelon.
"Then goodbye. I will see you when I have time." He waved, but he felt that after she went to the police station, she might soon find her family and take her home.
She waved back.
Zhang Zian turned around and ran a few steps to Zhuang Xiaodie's side. He said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I saw that you seemed to have something on your mind, so I planned to take you to the beach to relax. I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing and delay your time."
"It's nothing." She still looked complicated, and her mood was a little down. "Then let's go. I have had enough of the sea breeze."
He had left her alone for so long. It was normal for her to be unhappy. Zhang Zian didn't know how to comfort her, but if he had to choose again, he would still choose to save the girl in the wheelchair.
"By the way, did you see an assault boat on the sea just now? It's near that area of the sea. "He pointed to the sea and asked. First, he wanted to find a new topic, and second, he was still worried about it.
"No." She shook her head. Sure enough, she was seeing things … Could it be the legendary mirage?
"Forget it. Anyway, there have been a lot of strange things that can't be explained recently. It won't make much of a difference." He smiled helplessly.
Since she didn't want to stay at the beach, he took her to Huanhai Avenue and walked in the direction of the city again.
After walking for a while, he vaguely felt a gaze behind him. He looked back and saw that the girl in the wheelchair, who had been facing the sea with her back to the crowd, was being pushed by Police Officer Sheng. She was looking at him, but she was far away, and her face could not be seen clearly.
He waved to her again, and she waved back.
…
That was close!
Famous swept through the air at high speed in an invisible and intangible manner, and countless light spots chased after it.
Sorry, I can only help you so much.
It glanced at the sea, where the tide was rising and falling.
After all, this was a world where there were no games or elves. Appearing in this world in the form of a fantasy creature in a fairy tale might be violently rejected by the world itself. It was beyond the scope of Famous's ability, so it had to settle for the next best thing and choose a human form for her.
Fortunately, it had heard her read the fairy tale to the fans in the live broadcast room. It hoped that it didn't help.
In the critical situation of being intercepted in front and being chased behind, it couldn't care less about the results and hurried to the next place.
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