It was followed by another message:
"Come to the first streetlight on Xinhua North Street before 9. I want to talk to you, I won't wait for you."
It was still signed 'Ma'.
What does Constable Ma want to do? Does he want to make a deal and use me to exchange for my dad? But with his abhorrence of evil, if he thinks my dad is guilty, he won't let the criminal go.
Regardless, now is not the time to celebrate Gong CaiCai's birthday. I said there was an emergency and I had to leave early. Xiao Qin and Ai Mi asked me what happened at the same time. I brushed them off with 'family matters' and my eyes showed that I didn't want to be questioned any further.
I tried my best to say goodbye to everyone as if nothing had happened. I rejected Xiao Qin's offer to accompany me and Ai Mi's offer to give me a ride. I took a taxi and headed straight to Xin Hua North Street.
In the car, I called my dad's cell phone a few times, but it kept saying 'his phone is not on' and I couldn't get through to the hotel's landline.
Could it be that Dad had really been caught? When I see Constable Ma, I have to ask him what ulterior motives he has for meeting the suspect's son in private.
Xinhua North Street used to be one of the busiest streets in Dong Shan city, but after the reconstruction of the city, the former department stores closed down one after another and became empty. All that was left were the words' Demolished 'on the old red walls.
I really don't know what Constable Ma is planning to do by choosing this place to meet me.
Also, the first streetlight in the message was broken. As the sky gradually darkened, I felt a sense of uncertainty as I stood under the streetlight.
According to what I know, Constable Ma is very punctual, and it's only 8 o 'clock right now. He told me to be at the designated location before 9 to make it seem like he had nothing to do and could wait for me here forever — — but Constable Ma is clearly very busy, he has to deal with drugs in the morning and gangs in the afternoon, he doesn't have enough time!
Not good! Did I place too much trust in those two messages? Although the content and tone of the message fit Constable Ma's identity, there are still some flaws in it!
Just as I was about to leave under the streetlight, I saw four burly men coming from both ends of the street. Each of them was wearing a mask like a bank robber, and they were holding identical baseball bats.
Was it an enemy? But where are they from? There are a lot of youths who have feuded with me, but they've never asked an adult to help them. Also, to painstakingly create fake text messages to lure me … Only someone who is familiar with me would be able to do it! Who could it be? Who betrayed me?
"Bam!" The bat of the attacker hit a lamppost. While dodging, I shouted, "Who are they?" However, since they were wearing masks, they didn't want to reveal their identities. While attacking me, they didn't talk. They were no different from four zombies.
The enemy was outnumbered and they had weapons. Even someone as irrational as me was planning to retreat first.
I stared into the eyes of the tallest masked man and released endless murderous intent through my gaze.
Of course, there was no such thing as an unreliable sure-kill technique like "killing with one's eyes." I was only testing to see if the other party was a professional assassin or a cowardly bandit.
However, in the face of the killing intent I released, the other party didn't show any contempt, nor did he show any fleeting fear. Instead, he had an indifferent attitude.
Abnormal, extremely abnormal. Due to the hunting instincts I had developed for hundreds of thousands of years, no matter how weak my opponent was, males would always be very excited when fighting. But today, my opponent had come looking for trouble with me with a kind of numbness, as if he was a walking corpse.
Damn, don't tell me they're zombies? I'm not an alien orphan nor have I been bitten by mutated animals. There's no need to send zombies to deal with me, right? Since I couldn't figure out the other party's strength, there was nothing to be ashamed of running away from four adults. Thus, I turned and ran.
However, although their eyes were numb, their movements weren't slow. The four of them arranged themselves in an orderly manner and surrounded my possible escape routes from four directions.
The sound of the bat passed by my head and body, causing me to break out in a cold sweat. I dodged left and right, struggling left and right. I was surrounded by danger and was exhausted from running for my life.
"Who the hell are you!?" I asked again, but no one answered me. The big word "dismantle" on the red wall behind me seemed to be mocking my desperate situation.
It was another swift and ruthless strike! Although it wasn't very accurate, it still brushed past my pocket. I hope the counterfeit phone in my pocket didn't shatter.
Right, I can use my phone to call for help! If I call Peng TouSi, regardless of whether it's four adults or eight zombies, he can always take them down in one round! I shouldn't have pretended to be a hero and didn't listen to Ai Mi. If Peng TouSi accompanied me to Xinhua North Street, I wouldn't be in this desperate situation.
There was a deeper reason why I rejected Ai Mi and Peng TouSi's company. I originally thought it was Constable Ma who asked me out, and there might be a meeting between my dad and me. If Ai Mi also appeared, I wasn't sure if my dad would feel awkward — — after all, Ai Mi was the child of his wife who eloped to America.
But the situation was completely different now, it was a trap! Also, I didn't even have the time to take out my phone to dial when facing four masked criminals with baseball bats in their hands!
"Hello? Hello? What's the police report? "
The phone in my pocket suddenly turned on hands-free mode and a loud questioning voice sounded.
I was stunned and didn't immediately react. The voice said again:
"110 isn't a joke. If you dial 110 and don't call the police, it's a waste of national resources. If the circumstances are serious, you will be investigated for legal responsibility …"
Eh? When did I dial 110? I always lock the screen after using my phone, there's no way I would accidentally call the police because of friction! Could it be that the masked criminals just now, when they brushed past me, they coincidentally dialed the 110 emergency number for me?
Although I couldn't believe it logically, I couldn't give up the opportunity to fall from the sky. I tried my best to answer the 110 operator:
"I, I have a police report! I'm in a very dangerous situation right now! There are four masked people attacking me with baseball bats! I'm under the first streetlight on Xinhua North Street! If you don't send someone over, you can only collect my corpse!! "
The operator may have received too many fake police reports, so he didn't believe me immediately. Instead, he asked slowly: "Why are they attacking you?"
As if to verify my words, the four masked men launched a new round of attacks. For a moment, the sound of bats colliding against the brick wall could be heard. I dodged while shouting at the receptionist in a flustered and exasperated manner:
"Now do you believe me! If you don't come, I'm dead!! "
The operator finally believed it and told me: "I'll immediately send someone over, hang in there!"
Although the situation didn't change, I was a lot more confident with the 110's guarantee. I shouted at the four masked people:
"I don't care who you are, the police are coming. When the time comes, you can just wait to eat bullets!"
Although I know not all police carry guns on missions, it's always good to scare criminals.
The results were better than I expected. The four masked people exchanged glances, then easily left the encirclement and retreated from my side!
As the last masked person disappeared into the night, the police called by the 110 also arrived at the scene — — I later found out that the nearest police station was less than 100 meters away, which was why they arrived so quickly.
The traces of fighting at the scene proved that I wasn't lying. According to the usual procedure, I was called to the police station to record a statement. They asked me if I knew the identity of the other party. I was confused and could only say that I was unlucky and met a biker gang.
Actually, the other party wasn't a biker gang. What kind of biker gang is a biker gang if they don't even have a motorcycle?
After the police let me out, I thought hard on the way home.
First, I got in touch with my dad again. This time, I was lucky enough to get through to his phone. Dad said that he had been getting harassing calls in the past two hours, so he turned off his phone. As for why he didn't pick up the hotel's landline, it was because he wasn't in the hotel.
As for being caught for transporting drugs, it was completely false. After I confirmed this, I told my dad to rest early and hung up.
I really couldn't figure it out.
The person who tricked me out with a text message was definitely someone who was very familiar with me. He even purposely called my dad and confirmed that he wasn't in the hotel, making me think that my dad was really caught.
Also, this was definitely not a simple prank. The four adults with baseball bats were definitely people who had been in the gym for half a year. To be able to mobilize such manpower to deal with me, it definitely wasn't as simple as a joke.
However, what I didn't understand the most was the inexplicable call to the police.
I've never won the lottery since I was born. The number of times I've even seen the 'one more bottle' of carbonated drinks can be counted on one hand. How could I be so lucky as to call 110 when I was attacked?
If it wasn't for this call to the police, facing four adults who came prepared, it wouldn't bode well for me, and I might have died here!
From this point of view, didn't my own phone save my life?
Although I was already walking on the brightly lit road and was only 50 meters away from my neighborhood, a huge fear as deep as the ocean rose in my heart.
The mental patient Fang Xin once prophesied to me: My phone will save my life.
Didn't today's events verify his prophecy!? This is an undeniable 'my phone saved my life'!
But, this … this is impossible! This kind of unscientific thing challenges my outlook on life, values, and the world!
Fang Xin also once said: If I don't go find him to help me change my fate, the person I love the most will die …
I've always dismissed it as nonsense, but after today's events, there was a small but real tremor in my heart.
At 10 that night, I sent a text to Xiao Qin and asked her if everyone who attended the birthday party got home safely. Xiao Qin replied that everyone got home safely. Since the class leader told everyone to call to report their safety after they got home, that's why I knew everything.
I was still worried. The next day, which was June 27th, was the last day of rest before the high school entrance exam. I called all the people I could think of. Although it was strange for them to suddenly receive my greetings, no one encountered the accident that Fang Xin predicted.
Except for one person.
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