There aren't that many coincidences in real life.
The old man's limbs kept twitching, and he was foaming at the mouth; he looked like he was about to die.
"Ding-dong... Shanghai Huangpu River Station has arrived... Passengers please disembark in an orderly manner..."
With an announcement, the subway arrived at the station.
As soon as the subway doors opened, I saw a large group of people waiting outside.
But unlike in the past, this time the people on high alert are not the passengers who want to get on the bus.
Instead, it was a doctor in a white coat, and a serious-looking examination.
After all, such a serious accident happened on the subway; how could they not have seen it in the backstage area?
After seeing the accident on the surveillance footage, the subway immediately notified the doctors and conducted thorough examinations.
The boy turned pale with fright.
My mind went completely blank.
The next second.
The doctors rushed in and quickly bent down to examine the old man's condition.
"It's a stroke! Hurry! Get him in the ambulance!"
The boy watched helplessly as the old man was lifted onto a stretcher, then carried up the steps by the doctor, and left the place.
The boy is spacing out.
The two inspectors then came over.
"Come on, come with us to give a statement."
Neither of the two inspectors handcuffed the boy.
The boy's behavior has not yet been formally classified, so he cannot be treated like a criminal suspect.
The boy said "Oh," stood up blankly, and looked vacant.
He was completely unresponsive; his mind was a complete blank.
It felt like countless thoughts were struggling in my mind, but I didn't know what I should be thinking.
When the boy got off the subway, he happened to encounter other passengers getting off the subway.
The boy made eye contact with them.
The expressions in the crowd were complex; some were gloating, some seemed to enjoy the spectacle, some were fearful, and some even showed pity.
The boy immediately came to his senses.
He didn't understand.
Why is it that when he is the victim, not a single person is willing to stand up and speak up for him?
When the old man swung his cane and hit himself on the head, these people all ran far away in fear.
No one offered him any help.
Everyone is indifferent.
If something doesn't happen to you, it's not a big deal.
Whether others are innocent or not, and what their circumstances are, what does it have to do with them?
The boy felt that there was no warmth in the world.
He has already tried his best and is very tired, but why is he still unable to live a good life?
He was sitting there quietly, not trying to provoke anyone, so why did someone have to mess with him?
He didn't understand.
Why was he taken away like a criminal?
What did he do wrong?
Does he have to obediently give up his seat?
Or is he simply allowed to take the beating and not allowed to fight back?
The boy couldn't understand it.
Just as he was about to be taken away, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his previously muddled mind.
"Uncle Inspector, may I make a phone call?"
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