Chapter 1317 Interstellar Stage (Twenty-Four)

As night fell, the Bronx was obviously darker than other areas in New York. People here are used to going home early. The worsening security situation put pressure on everyone, not only citizens, but also police. 勴

More and more protests made everyone nervous. The police even had to send one-third of the police force in the Bronx for night patrols. There were flashing police lights on almost every street. Pedestrians lowered their heads and hurried past, angry at the scrutiny of the police, but there was nothing they could do.

Two policemen, one old and one young, leaned on the police car and half-closed their eyes to rest. Suddenly, they heard a greeting. When they looked up, a Chinese youth carrying a bunch of lunch boxes stood in front of them.

"Officers, your dinner."

"Oh, aren't you the kitchen helper at the restaurant at the end of Chinatown? We didn't order anything from you today." The young policeman said with some confusion.

The old policeman had already taken the stack of lunch boxes with ease. The young policeman looked at his movements with some doubts. The old policeman took a puff of cigarette, looked at the young man and said, "Don't worry, there are people guarding the two intersections of Chinatown, and the troublemakers can't reach you."

"Oh, by the way, you have to open the door two hours later tomorrow morning. Someone will pass by the intersection of your front street. It's the subordinates of the gangsters of the black street. They will definitely shoot at that time. Tell your boss to hide in the store and don't come out, otherwise you will be shot."

The Chinese young man stroked his chest and let out a long breath and said: Thank you very much, officer, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have wanted to deliver food tomorrow morning. "勴

The old policeman opened the lunch box and said, "You are Chinese, right? Don't worry, the Chinese gangs are famous, and the gangsters dare not offend the boss there. You just hide, and no one dares to trouble you. ”

The Chinese youth immediately smiled gratefully, but then showed a somewhat embarrassed expression. He took out two lunch boxes from the package on the back of the bicycle and said, "Mr. Officer, I'm afraid I have to trouble you to pass them on. This is the meal that Officer Julie ordered from our restaurant, but she seems to be on the street."

The old police officer waved his hand impatiently, put down the lunch box, moved the roadblock next to him, and said, "Just go in and give it to her. By the way, don't expect her to give a tip. What happened during the day made her very angry. You should come out quickly after delivering the meal, otherwise you will be troubled by that drunk crazy woman."

"Thank you, thank you! I will come out as soon as I deliver the meal."

The young man pushed his bicycle into the blockade. He chuckled and said in his mind, "I told you a long time ago that you don't have to knock down the police. I hate fighting and killing. "

A cold snort sounded in his mind, and Venom said unhappily: "If you hadn't insisted on eating, collecting clothes, clocking in, and packing up the lesson plans, we would have finished the work hours earlier!"

"And you Asians are always like this. In order to avoid conflicts, you would rather take several detours. Efficiency! We want efficiency!"

"Don't be like this, Venom, isn't this efficient enough? I just went back to the restaurant where I help cook and made 8 more meals while the boss was away. Of course, they only ordered 7... So, do you want one?"

"I want the sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and the black chicken soup!"

"You are too picky." Xu Shangqi reached out and opened the package hanging on the back of the bicycle, took out two hot meals, and in the corner of the building, Venom instantly wrapped his body and swallowed the two lunch boxes in one gulp.

"Hot hot hot!!! "

Venom screamed, he chewed the food in his mouth while gasping for air, and said: "Of course, I went to a Chinese restaurant with Eddie, but the food there was so expensive, and Eddie didn't have that much money to eat after he resigned."

"So you ate all those Chinese meals in the end?"

"More or less, he said he had a small appetite, and every time there was a lot of leftovers, I took care of it." Venom licked his fangs, but unexpectedly, Xu Shangqi said: "Then he must love you very much, my mother also said that she couldn't eat much, so she left the delicious dishes for me."

Venom was silent for a while and said: "Is your mother still waiting for you at home?"

"Maybe, but she may never wait for me." Xu Shangqi shook his head, and then said in some confusion: "Can't you see my memory? Can't you see my past?"

"I'm not interested in the past of a head of lettuce."

"Okay. "

"Wait a minute, do you have any problem with me telling you that you are a head of lettuce?"

"I like lettuce, it's delicious and nutritious."

Venom shut up.

He found that this young man had a really good temper, and could even be called a little timid, which was different from all the hosts he had met. Even Peter, who was the least likely to quarrel, was not as flat as him.

Soon, Xu Shangqi, who entered the cordon under the pretext of delivering food, arrived in front of a building in the Bronx. The cordon here was more dense, and two police cars were parked. A blonde female police officer stood at the door with a serious face.

"Excuse me, who is Officer Julie?" Xu Shangqi shouted loudly: "The meal you ordered has arrived, do you want to open it now?"

The female police officer turned around and winked at her subordinates, but she thought about it again and walked forward to take the lunch box from Xu Shangqi. Xu Shangqi helped her open the lunch box and unpack the chopsticks, and asked curiously: "Officer, what's going on?"

The female police officer was a little wary at first, but when she saw Xu Shangqi's face, she recalled that this young man seemed to always deliver meals nearby, so she said: "Pierre Reeves, the leader of the protest the day before yesterday, was found dead in his home at 3 o'clock this afternoon. He was shot and the bullet type was the same as the one commonly used by the Bronx police."

Xu Shangqi took a breath and looked a little bad. He was not acting. He had never encountered a murder case since he was a child. When he thought that there might be a body lying in this house, he felt uncomfortable all over.

The female police officer was more relieved to find that Xu Shangqi's reaction was not fake, so she asked: "You have been delivering food around here recently. Have you seen any suspicious people?" Xu Shangqi recalled, but he didn't remember anything. He was about to refuse, and Venom said in his mind: "Tell her yes." "Isn't that a lie?" "It's not a lie. You really saw a suspicious person, but you didn't notice it yourself and didn't pay attention to him, so you can't remember it. But I looked at your recent memory and there is a person who is indeed very suspicious. Tell her as I said." "It seems that there is, officer." Xu Shangqi replied. As soon as these words fell, all the police around "hula la" surrounded him, and the sound of pistols being loaded rang out one after another. Xu Shangqi was immediately frightened and hesitated a little. He was really allergic to guns. The female police officer looked at Xu Shangqi's obvious Asian face, and she waved to the people around her and said, "Don't make a fuss. Asians are afraid of guns. Don't you know that? Everyone, disperse and bring my law enforcement recorder."

"Listen, kid, I hope to get clues, but I don't want to be fooled, so I will record your next words with a law enforcement recorder. You have to be responsible for what you said."

The female police officer was very restrained. Under the law enforcement style of American police, her way of speaking can be regarded as gentle, but Xu Shangqi was still a little worried, but the venom had controlled him to open his mouth.

"That day, I went to deliver food at No. 9 Solon Street. The owner of the bakery there ordered a steamed bun and millet porridge. When I finished delivering the food and walked out, I saw a man in a suit and leather shoes entering the tobacco shop next door."

"The suit he wore should be a very good brand. I have seen many such guests when I was a kitchen helper in a Chinese restaurant."

The female police officer frowned immediately. She first looked at Xu Shangqi's kitchen helper's clothes, and then believed what he said.

The Chinese restaurant where Xu Shangqi was was indeed a restaurant that only the middle class could afford.

In fact, the prices of Chinese restaurants in New York's Chinatown are very expensive. A very ordinary stir-fried dish can cost dozens of dollars, which is impossible for ordinary people to afford.

"9 Solon Street? No, it's not a middle-class community. How could a man wearing a suit of a brand that can enter a Chinese restaurant appear there?" The female police officer muttered to herself. 勴

"Are there any other characteristics?" she asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, he has a camera in his briefcase. When he walked past me, there were traces of the camera's outline and the protruding lens on the surface of the briefcase."

The female police officer immediately widened her eyes and said, "Reporter?!"

"Oh, so he is a reporter," Venom continued, "That shouldn't be a clue, right? There are quite a lot of reporters recently. They are all here to film the protests, right?"

"No, there are no protests on Solon Street. On the contrary, that street is very close to here... He is very likely to film the murderer of this murder case, which means that he knew in advance that the murderer would do it, or that the murderer may be arranged by their people!"

The female police officer groped her lips and speculated, then she frowned and said, "But we didn't arrest him in the first place, and it's hard to guess who ordered all this."

"Isn't this simple?" Venom Shrugging his shoulders, he said, "Whoever reports the murder first tomorrow morning will be the one." The female police officer looked at Xu Shangqi with wide eyes, and Venom spread his hands and said, "Originally, they took such a big risk and spent so much effort, killing people and arranging reporters, they must want to create a hot spot." "But only the first news will be very popular, and other follow-up interviews can never compare to first-hand news. Just look at which newspaper will first break the case tomorrow, and you will know which newspaper is involved with the mastermind behind the scenes, right?" "Yes, you are right." The female police officer said instinctively, but at this moment, a police officer rushed in in a panic and said to the female police officer, "Oh no, Officer Julie! New York TV just interrupted an urgent news report saying that a leader of the protest in the Bronx was murdered, and the police classified the case as suicide!"

Officer Julie's eyes widened with anger. She said, "We haven't even started investigating yet, and you've already made a judgment?! And who spread the news? Didn't we seal off the scene?"

"Obviously, they framed each other." Venom shook his head and said.

Julis gritted her teeth and said, "These damn paparazzi! They are so bold as to plan a murder to make news. No, no, I get it. It's another way to intensify the conflict. Damn it!"

After that, she sighed helplessly and said, "If I go back to the bureau to apply for an arrest warrant now, I'm afraid it will take at least tomorrow night to get it approved. By then, the murderer will have destroyed the evidence and fled... It's not the first time."

"Maybe I can help." Venom looked into Officer Julie's eyes and said, "I don't need a search warrant to knock on someone's door. "

Julius looked at him with some doubts, but then she showed a look of sudden enlightenment and said, "Yes! You are a delivery man! You are also Asian. No one would think that Asians would help the police. You always stay away from them."

"But are you really willing to help?" Julius pursed her lips and said, "I have to remind you that this is very dangerous. The other party must have a gun, and there may be something more dangerous than a gun."

This attitude surprised Xu Shangqi a little. The American police's style of doing whatever it takes for performance is famous all over the world.

Julius looked at Xu Shangqi's face and said, "You are about the same age as my brother. Your mother must be waiting for you to come home, so if you are afraid, I will pretend that you didn't say this... I will apply for a search warrant."

"Whether you want to go with her or not is up to you." Venom was silent after he finished speaking.

Xu Shangqi took a deep breath. He was really scared. He had never seen so many guns and bullets in his life. Any of them would kill him.勴

But at the same time, he had another emotion. Would this innocent protest leader who died have a chance to travel through time? In the conflict of the protest, would the citizens and police who died have a chance to travel through time?

According to common sense, there is definitely no chance, but they don't have to travel through time. They can live their lives well, enjoy such advanced technology, and live a stable life.

But now, some people don't want them to continue living like this. Some people want to turn back the times and want everything to return to the time when productivity was insufficient. So why do these people do this?

Technological development and social progress are good things for any ordinary person, except for a group of people - those who are above others and want to continue to live by exploiting others, who are not enterprising and don't want others to progress, and are real demons.

That group of exploiters who his compatriots once fought for and sacrificed their lives for, and who also buried the last shovel of soil.

Xu Shangqi is indeed afraid of death, but at least he is sure of one thing, in this world, his motherland is still very strong.

It's not that he has no home or relatives. There are thousands of obstacles and a world of difficulties. He is no more than a class and no more than a comrade. Xi

The helplessness of drifting in another world will definitely hone a stronger will. The lonely and helpless wanderer needs a greater ideal to drive away the pain. The more pain he feels, the more he wants to be great.

Then what ideal can be greater than that, to laugh at the laughter of mankind, to feel happy for the happiness of mankind, to let thousands of mothers wait for their children in expectation, and to let thousands of children see their mothers after being exhausted?

"Are you telling the truth?" Xu Shangqi suddenly asked in his mind.

"What is true?"

"The thing about taking me to be a superhero."

"Of course it's true."

Xu Shangqi smiled shyly and said. Xi

"Okay, officer, let's go."

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