The passengers had gathered around and were chattering.
"Oh my God, what happened?"
"Why is this guy so cruel? Don't kill anyone."
"Why is there still one lying here? What happened?"
"Where are the police? Why aren't they here to take care of it?"
Two men suddenly squeezed into the crowd of people who were talking. One of them pulled up the man lying on the ground, and the other yelled at Su Congwen who had not stopped yet.
"Stop!" A stern voice sounded from behind Su Congwen, "We are the railway police, stop the fighting!"
Su Congwen turned a deaf ear.
The police officer frowned and went to stop Su Congwen. The girl, still sobbing, stepped forward and tugged at Su Congwen's clothes, "Stop... stop fighting. The police are here."
Su Congwen paused with his fist, looking at Biaozi, who was already running out of energy. His eyes were cold and he slowly withdrew his hand. His knuckles were red and swollen from using too much force. Combined with the wound on his face, he looked even more murderous.
He turned around and looked at him warily.
"Put your hands on your head, walk out slowly and squat down." He ordered Su Congwen.
Su Congwen ignored his words. He lifted up his clothes and wiped the blood oozing from his abdomen. It looked painful, but he didn't even frown.
The police officer looked at the injuries on his body and his expression changed slightly. He was injured and still taking a train. Could he have committed some crime and was fleeing to another place?
"No, comrade Gongan, you misunderstood." The girl then realized that the police had misunderstood Su Congwen and quickly explained, "He is a good man."
She pointed at Biaozi, who was breathing heavily and complained, "It was this man who robbed my money and necklace, and then he came in to save me." After all, she was a girl, and in front of so many people, she did not say that she was almost insulted by Biaozi.
After hearing what she said, the police officer asked, "What's your name? What do you do?"
"I... my name is Lin Ya. I'm a student at Spring City Normal University. I'm planning to go home this time." The girl quickly introduced herself.
He looked at Su Congwen, still not letting down his guard, "What do you do? Take out your ID."
The bloodshot in Su Congwen's eyes finally faded a bit. He said, "The ID is in my bag. The bag is on my seat."
"Go back and get it." said the police.
Su Congwen nodded slightly and walked towards his seat.
Lin Ya looked at him and followed him. She was still in shock and seemed to feel safe only when she was with Su Congwen.
The police officer waved to his colleagues to control Biaozi, and then followed Su Congwen over.
The passengers who were interested in watching the fun also followed.
When Su Congwen returned to his seat, the first thing he looked at was the thing he had entrusted to the aunt.
Just now he noticed that Lin Ya had gone to the toilet and had not returned for a long time. When he saw the man acting suspiciously outside the toilet, Su Congwen felt something was wrong. After thinking about it, he asked the old lady to help look after his things before he went to the toilet.
"Young man, here are your things." When the old lady saw him come back, she quickly returned the box to Su Congwen, as if she was handing over a hot potato.
"Auntie, thank you..." Su Congwen took it, and before he could say another thank you, his expression changed slightly. He looked at the box wrapped in his clothes, and his eyes deepened.
"Auntie, who moved my things?" Su Congwen looked at the old lady and spoke. His words were a statement, not a question.
"Wha...what?" A trace of panic flashed across the old lady's face, and she stuttered, "No one moved."
Su Congwen looked at her intently for a second and said, "When I wrapped it with clothes just now, the sleeves were not tied like this. Someone moved it and opened it."
The old lady didn't expect Su Congwen to be so perceptive. He saw something wrong at the first glance. She looked a little embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, young man. Just now..."
"I moved it, what's the matter?" She hadn't finished speaking when the middle-aged man next to her spoke nonchalantly, "I just wanted to see what you had in there. You've been so secretive all the way here, who knows what you brought on the train? What if there's danger?"
He spoke righteously, seemingly out of consideration for everyone, but in fact he was only trying to satisfy his own base curiosity.
Just now, as Su Congwen left, he took the thing from the old lady's hand. Ignoring her dissuasion, he opened the box and took a look. Seeing that there was only a pile of white powder inside, he immediately felt bored and wrapped it up and returned it to the old lady.
Nowadays, very few people choose to be cremated after death, so he didn't even think about the ashes. But the old lady had eaten dry rice for decades, and she felt something was wrong, but she didn't dare to think too much about it. So as soon as Su Congwen came back, she couldn't wait to return the box to him.
"It's just a broken box with some white powder inside. It's not a treasure, but you're afraid of being seen. It's really strange." The middle-aged man curled his lips, looking speechless. "It looks like he's doing something shady."
Powder? The police officer's expression suddenly changed as he thought of something.
He looked at Su Congwen, pointed at the box and shouted, "Open this box immediately and let me check it!" As he spoke, his hand had already touched the baton at his waist, and his expression was as if he was facing a great enemy.
Su Congwen didn't move. "Don't you want to see my ID?"
"I'll get it for you."
He squatted down and opened the bag he was carrying. The police watched him without blinking, afraid that something unexpected would happen.
Su Congwen had a calm expression and took out his ID from his bag, which was a small red booklet. The police officer took it and took a look at it, and his expression changed.
A soldier? Not a low-ranking one?
He quickly put away his baton, stood up straight, and saluted Su Congwen, "Hello, comrade!"
"I'm sorry for offending you just now."
"It's okay. It's my duty. I understand." Su Congwen returned the military salute.
He's a soldier? Lin Ya was stunned.
The onlookers were stunned, and only then did they realize that the young man who looked difficult to mess with was a soldier. People of this era basically have a filter for soldiers. When they saw that Su Congwen was a soldier, the impression that he was not easy to mess with instantly turned into the seriousness of a soldier, and the wounds on his body became medals of heroism.
"When I first saw the young man, he looked very righteous. He is indeed a soldier."
"This young man just saved this girl. This is what a soldier should do."
"What's wrong with this person? He touches other people's things. It's really annoying."
Even the middle-aged man who touched Su Congwen's things was scolded.
He couldn't hold back his expression and said, "So what if I'm a soldier? Is being a soldier so great?"
"Watch your words!" the police officer scolded.
Su Congjun tidied up the clothes wrapped around the box and tied it again.
He looked at the middle-aged man for a few seconds and said, "Don't you want to know what's in the box?"
"I am a soldier, and the person inside the box is also a soldier."
Everyone was stunned, their hearts trembled, and the whole carriage fell silent in an instant.
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