This summer is relatively hot, and it’s been sultry for several days. This morning, I got up from bed and came to the window. Oh, it’s really comfortable. The cool breeze is blowing on my face. A cool breeze finally cools down, and it’s better to be perfect in the next heavy rain. Wash your face, brush your teeth, go out, go to work.
After eating at noon, I was playing computer games in the office boringly, and suddenly I heard someone calling for help, one after another, and this man and woman were mixed up. The sound of quarreling, I continued to play my game without paying attention. After a long time, the woman was still calling for help. I started to feel that something was wrong. I came to the window and followed the sound upstairs and looked down. After searching for a long time, I finally found a middle-aged man beating a woman on the sidewalk outside the fence of my unit. The woman kept calling. Help, the man seems to get the woman in the car parked by the sidewalk. The woman was crying and fighting with the man. Suddenly, the man seemed to be violent and knocked the woman to the ground. I saw something was wrong, so I picked up the phone and dialed 110. I told the police about the matter on the phone and told the police where they were. To be honest, this is the first time I have called the police for someone else. When a man beats a woman, I can’t help but help the woman. I feel that no matter how I beat a woman, it’s a bit wrong. After making the phone call, I stood in front of the window and watched the follow-up development of the matter. About five minutes later, the woman seemed to have stopped resisting and was still lying on the ground. Because it was in the suburbs, there were few people coming and going, and it was noon. There are almost no people on the street. Two occasions are passing by. I don’t care. I actually don’t understand. The Chinese seem to be silent about these things by default. I am mainly worried that I will not be able to beat the man and only call the police. The police came to a police car. After spotting the man, one policeman got into the man’s car, and the other called me to ask if there was time for me to go downstairs to make a transcript. I thought about it for a while. Anyway, I’m idle and I’ll go and take a look. I got into another policeman’s car. On the way, I told the police comrades about the basic situation I saw. The police asked me suspiciously: ‘Do you know what their relationship is? It’s a close relationship.’ I don’t know, I don’t know them. I called the police when I heard help. “The two people said they were a father-daughter relationship.” “Khan died, the father-daughter relationship, the daughter is so old, the father hit the child.” While chatting, the police comrades took me to the police station. In an office that handles various alarms, I saw a very special scene. This room is divided into two parts, one part is three big iron cages, there are several people sitting inside, and the three big cages are outside three rows of lounge chairs. There are also a few people sitting on it. Don’t think about it. Obviously, the cage is for the beater. The father of the beater is inside. The person outside is the beater or the victim. A thin person’s ears are bandaged. This white cloth seems to have been beaten. I scanned these people and found that a fat man fell into the water, his clothes were soaked and sat in the corner, this man would not be pushed into the puddle, because they are all fat, soI took a few more glances at this guy, and sat there wet, his eyes dull, as if he was still in a panic. At this time, the police comrade asked me to sign the transcript and I was ready to go. I asked the police comrade. Don’t you send me away? I’m a witness. Let me walk back with my feet. The service of comrade police is too poor. My poor witness, after expressing my regret, I walked out of the police station.
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On the way back, I kept thinking that the police comrades are still very reliable and timely, and they spoke to me so politely. Actually, it’s no wonder. I’m not a criminal, so it should be too vicious soon. After work in the afternoon, I started to watch a movie and waited until 7 o’clock before walking back to where I lived. It’s long in summer and it’s dark late, but today is cloudy, and it’s already dark at this time. I have to go on my way back. Passing through a botanical park, it is a short-cut. Walking on the tree-lined road at night, a cool breeze blows over. I, a person who is afraid of heat, feels really comfortable. Today, people in the park are all because of the rain. Quite few, there are only one or two people who are just like me who are trying to take shortcuts. The bright moonlight penetrates the gaps between the trees and hits the ground. The moon shadows are splattered. The figures in front flicker and flicker, flickering and appearing in front of them. A fat man sat on the recliner, facing up to the sky, as if he heard my footsteps, he stood up suddenly, and walked along the path. I didn’t remember until the fat man stood up. Isn’t this just the one in the police station during the day? That buddy of the water, he didn’t go home to change his clothes, he was still so wet, he couldn’t swim again, I didn’t think about it, and continued to walk behind the brother, the fat guy was fast and disappeared there soon In the mottled moon shadow, I walked out of the woods in the park and came to the big round lake in the park. I could no longer see the fat man. The full moon formed a reflection in the center of the lake. Only the moon in the center of the calm lake was the most conspicuous. Suddenly, besides the rippling waves, the quiet full moon in the center of the lake turned into a rippling reflection. I followed the lake. Looking at the ripples, I saw the figure of a fat man in the moonlight moving in the lake, with only the upper body exposed, moving forward without any movement. Obviously, this was not swimming. I couldn’t help but retreat and progress. I couldn’t help but follow the lake. To see what happened, the fat man suddenly stopped and looked back at me. With the help of the bright moonlight, I could see clearly that it was the fat man in the police station. His face was pale and there was nothing. After a little blood, he suddenly sank straight into the water and never came up again. I stood by the lake and was puzzled by this incredible sight. Suddenly the sky seemed to darken. The lake was dark and there were only a few hazy parks on the opposite bank. Street lamp, I suddenly looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and I realized that it turned out that today is a cloudy day, and there can be no bright moon. My back spine was a little cold, and I left the lake at a speed, then got into the tree-lined path in the park, speeding up and leaving the park.
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To this day I still often take shortcuts from that park, and I can hardly resist curiosity every timeThe temptation of the heart, look at the heart of the lake to see if there is a fat man coming out of it.