Chapter 62 Misunderstanding
Chapter 63 Misunderstanding
Fang Qing stood up with trembling legs, went into the kitchen and found some ropes, tied up the man's hands and feet, and carefully checked his breath to make sure he was still alive, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he rolled and crawled up to the second floor and rescued Teacher Qiu. "Teacher Qiu, please wake up. I am Fang Qing, Teacher Qiu?"
After shouting a few times, Teacher Qiu finally opened his eyes. He was startled when he saw Fang Qing, but then heaved a sigh of relief. "Qingqing, why are you here? Oh, run! There's a thief in the house! Go call the police!"
Fang Qing nodded repeatedly and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, the thief has been caught. I will call the police right away."
After covering Teacher Qiu with a blanket, Fang Qing hurried downstairs, put on his shoes, and ran out...
Sitting in the police station, Fang Qing, who had just finished recording a statement, felt a little emotional.
Although she had avoided those terrible encounters in this life, it seemed as if she had formed an indissoluble bond with the police station. How many times had she sat here?
Just as Fang Qing was distracted, two policemen walked in with serious faces, "Fang Qing, even though you called the police, we can't let you go now."
"Is there something wrong?" Fang Qing was puzzled.
A police officer looked at Fang Qing with scrutiny, "This is a big problem! The man just woke up and confessed his crime, but he also pointed out that you are his accomplice."
What? Accomplice?
Fang Qing stared at the policeman with eyes wide open, "No, Uncle Policeman, he said I was an accomplice, and you believed him? I said I was wronged and I went to save people, why don't you believe me?"
The police officer next to him knocked on the table. "Without evidence, would we suspect you? Both knives found at the scene have your fingerprints, and the owner of the house really doesn't know when you entered the house. There is no third person to prove the time you entered the house, so you can't leave here for now."
Fang Qing was speechless. "My family can prove it to me. I went to pick up Teacher Qiu to celebrate the New Year with me this morning. Besides, why would I want to rob my own teacher? I have no reason."
The police officer looked at her seriously and said, "Who said you have no excuse? Haven't you said many times that you really like those paintings in Teacher Qiu's house? I think you should stop quibbling and tell the truth!"
She did say that, but how did the police know that? Did Teacher Qiu also suspect herself?
Fang Qing poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly felt it was ridiculous. "Comrade Police Officer, I have said everything I should say. Since you don't believe it, then go find evidence yourself. I have nothing more to say."
Seeing Fang Qing's refusal to cooperate, the new policeman immediately got angry and slammed the table. "I'm telling you, Fang Qing, don't think that we can't do anything to you just because you keep silent. Wait until we find evidence and see how you can still be stubborn!"
Fang Qing looked at the two policemen slamming the door and leaving with an expressionless face, and closed his glasses speechlessly.
What is this?
It seems that I am really possessed by bad luck. I encounter bad luck wherever I go.
Fang Qing stayed in the police station until the next morning, until Chief Wen opened the door and said that the matter had been clarified and had nothing to do with Fang Qing. He then asked the police to unlock the door for her and let her out.
"Uncle Wen, I'm sorry to trouble you again." Fang Qing looked at Director Wen opposite him with a dejected face and lowered his head embarrassedly.
Director Wen sighed, "This is not your fault. No one expected that this thief would bite you back. The two police officers were new and had little experience. They were a little anxious in handling the case, and you suffered a lot."
Fang Qing waved his hands quickly, "No, no, I can only say that I was unlucky. Others would not encounter such a thing, but it happened to me. But fortunately the thief was caught. By the way, is Teacher Qiu okay?"
Director Wen nodded. "He's fine. He just got a little frightened. He's still in the hospital. He'll be fine after a few days of rest."
Seeing Fang Qing heaved a sigh of relief, Director Wen suddenly remembered something, "By the way, a man came this morning and said he was Teacher Qiu's nephew. He was taking care of Teacher Qiu in the hospital and wanted to meet you."
Fang Qing nodded. Since they were Teacher Qiu’s family, he really needed to go and see them.
After saying goodbye to Director Wen, Fang Qing rushed to the hospital.
In the cold ward, as soon as Fang Qing opened the door, he saw Teacher Qiu lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, and a strange man sitting beside him peeling an apple.
The man looked to be in his thirties, with a popular watermelon-style haircut. When he saw Fang Qing come in, his eyes suddenly lit up and he kept looking at Fang Qing.
Fang Qing frowned slightly, nodded slightly to the strange man, and then looked at the teacher on the bed, "Teacher Qiu, how do you feel?"
"Qingqing, you're here. I'm fine, I was just scared and my heart feels uncomfortable. Thanks to you this time, otherwise, even if an old man like me died, no one would know... I heard from the police that they suspect you... ahem... I'll let Dahai... go and testify for you..."
Seeing that Teacher Qiu was struggling to speak, Fang Qing stepped forward and held the teacher's slightly cold hand, "Teacher Qiu, it's okay, it's all over, we are all fine, I won't say anything else, you have a good rest..."
Teacher Qiu knew that Fang Qing had originally planned to take her over to celebrate the New Year, but now that this had happened, it was not convenient for her to go.
"Qingqing, I'm sorry to have let you suffer. Today is New Year's Eve, you should hurry back so that your family won't worry. And thank your parents on my behalf. I won't go over to disturb you anymore..."
Fang Qing was still trying to persuade her, but the man next to her finally spoke up, "Big sister, I'm here. I'll spend the New Year with my aunt, so you can go home without any worries."
Fang Qing then looked at the man, hesitated for a long time, nodded, and gave Teacher Qiu a few more instructions. Then he left the hospital and slowly walked back home along the long street.
The streets were deserted on New Year's Eve. Every household was busy pasting couplets and door gods, and children were covering their ears and setting off firecrackers on the roadside.
Fang Qing walked back home slowly, blowing in the cold wind like a ghost.
Couplets have been posted on the door and red lanterns have been hung. The quiet courtyard is the ultimate psychological home for every child who returns home.
Fang Qing stood outside the door, listening to the anxious barking of the two big wolfhounds in the yard, then the sound of his eldest brother going out to stop them, as well as his mother's anxious questioning in the house and his father's sighs...
It was not until this moment that Fang Qing finally came out of yesterday's thrill, as if everything that happened yesterday was just a thrilling dream of hers.
Go home...
A voice in her heart told her that no matter how difficult the future would be, as long as the red lanterns at the door remained bright, she would never lose her way.
Pushing open the door, Fang Qing saw his surprised parents and delighted elder brother, and walked in with a smile on his face.
(End of this chapter)
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