Chapter 9 Chapter Nine: I Don't Know I'm Arrested Into The Police Station

After getting rid of the pursuit, Quan Zhi ran forward desperately along a street with high walls on both sides.The non-stop barking sound came from inside the fence, and without realizing it, two big ferocious dogs seemed to be still chasing him.Frightened, he didn't even notice where he was running, until he came to a street with a lot of traffic before he regained consciousness a little.At this time, he looked back, and there was no dog behind him that made him terrified.The moon runts were walking on the sidewalks around: no one was seen running, no one was chasing anyone, and no one took any hostile action against the unknown.There are no secluded wooden walls to be seen here.There are tall buildings on both sides of the street, and various shops are opened on the ground floor of the buildings.

Before we knew it, it was dusk.There are lights everywhere.The inside of the shop windows is illuminated with soft light.The neon signs installed on the walls of the buildings were lit up in colorful lights.The further you go, the wider the streets, the taller the houses, the more beautiful the shops, and the brighter the lights of the advertisements. In front of countless restaurants and cafes, tables are placed on the sidewalk.Lots of little ones sitting around the table eating, drinking tea, coffee, cider pops, ice cream or snacks.Some dwarfs danced to the melodious music.Waiters and hostesses ran from table to table with trays in hand, serving various foods to the guests.

Seeing the dwarfs eating supper, he didn't realize that he should have eaten long ago.He sat down at an empty table without thinking.A waiter in a neat black suit came running quickly and asked him what he would like to eat.Don't know, ordered a soup, then ordered a mac and cheese, then ate two wraps, drank a cup of coffee, and had some strawberry ice cream.All of this is extraordinarily delicious. I don't know that I am full, and I feel happy and comfortable.He was so happy that he wanted to sing, or do something happy for someone.He sat at the table, listening to the music, watching the dancers, and carefully scrutinizing the moonmen at the next table.The moon people were talking enthusiastically and laughing happily.Everyone has a kind, polite face.Even the little man in black who served him looked at him politely.

"Yeah, it's very nice here!" Quan Zhi thought happily. "It seems that the people living on the moon are also some kind little dwarfs!" He felt that everything he had encountered before seemed to be a misunderstanding, or an absurd dream that was not worth recalling. Quan didn't know how to stand up from the table, waved goodbye to the waiter at a distance, and was about to leave when the waiter quickly caught up with him and said with a polite smile: "You forgot the money, my dear." friend." "Forgot what?" Quan Zhi asked with a smile.

"Money, dear friend, money!" "What money, my dear friend?" "Well, my dear friend, you should pay for it." "Money?" Quan Zhi asked blankly. "My dear friend, what is money? I, how can I say this, it's the first time I've heard this word." The smile on the receptionist's face disappeared immediately.His face even turned pale with anger. "Oh, so it is!" he said vaguely. "This is the first time I heard this word? This can't let you go in vain!" He took the hand that knew nothing, and dragged him aside, then took a whistle from his pocket, and blew harshly.A short, burly man ran out of nowhere from the darkness.He wore a blue uniform with shiny metal buttons and a brass helmet.He held a heavy rubber baton in his hand, and a pistol in a holster was slung at his waist.

"Mr. Police, this man doesn't pay!" The receptionist complained that he didn't know anything. "How dare you not pay, you bastard?" the policeman shouted with his hands on his waist and his belly sticking out. "First, I'm not a beast," Quan Mo replied seriously. "Second, I don't have any money. I haven't taken any money from him, and I haven't even seen any money." "So have you seen this?" asked the policeman, sticking his rubber baton under Omniscient's nose. Unknowingly, he tilted his head back. "What do you say this is?" asked the policeman. "Come on, let's smell it."

Don't know carefully sniffed at the end of the baton. "Rubber sticks, probably," he whispered. "Rubber sticks!" the policeman imitated with mockery. "I think you are a stupid donkey! This is called an improved electric shock rubber baton. It is called a rubber baton for short. Hey, stand at attention!" he ordered. "Hands drooping, sticking to the seam of trousers! Don't speak!" Unknowingly, he raised his head mechanically, and stretched his hands against the seams of his trousers.The policeman poked him in the forehead with a baton. There was a "snap".Quan didn't know that he had received an electric shock, and it was so severe that his eyes were staring, his head was buzzing, and he couldn't stand upright.The policeman grabbed Quan Zhi's collar and rummaged through his pockets, but found nothing, and dragged him through the gradually closing crowd.

"Scatter! Don't speak!" He waved his baton threateningly and shouted. The crowd immediately dispersed.The police dragged Quan Zhi across the street, down a narrow alley, and stopped beside a black police car.It was a stuffy tank truck, and there was a small window like an iron grille in the compartment.He opened the small door at the back of the carriage, flicked a finger and nodded at Quan Shi as if giving an order, frowned and said, "Xi! Xi!" "What does 'Xi! Xi!' mean?" I didn't understand. "It means: get into the car before I get angry!" roared the policeman.

Seeing that Quan Wu was still dawdling, he used a baton to push his back a little bit, and Quan Wu rolled into the carriage with a bucket. Before he had time to figure out what happened, the car door slammed shut behind him. Quan didn't know how to get up from the dirty, sputum-stained floor, and leaned on the car door with his shoulders thrown, but the door didn't open.So he slammed his fist on the car door and shouted, "Hey, what are you doing?" The policeman didn't answer, he got into the cab and ordered, "Go to the police station!" The engine roars.The car bumped and bumped on the boulders of the avenue, and arrived at the police station without knowing it after a quarter of an hour.This policeman—his name, by the way, is Little Trick—handed Quan Zhi to another policeman named Xiaoyan.Xiaoyan is wearing the same uniform as Xiaohuazhuan, but the buttons of the clothes are not as bright as Xiaohuazhuan's buttons.

The walls of this room are lined with cabinets, which contain files on various criminals.In the middle of the room was a solid oak table.Behind the desk, on one side is an automatic camera for taking pictures, and on the other is an X-ray machine, which is used to see through the arrestees to see if they have swallowed the stolen treasures in advance and hidden them in their stomachs.Next to the door there is a height rack for measuring the height of the prisoners. On the table were a telephone, a box containing blank forms for registering arrestees, a flat case containing black ink for fingerprinting, and a brass helmet with small eyes.

For the sake of accuracy, it should also be said that the bronze helmet with small eyes is not as bright as the copper helmet with small tricks.This was clearly seen when the trickster who entered the room took off the brass helmet from his head and placed it next to the brass helmet of the little eyes.At the same time, it can be seen that the two people look alike: they have high cheekbones, broad faces, low foreheads, and short black hair cut like a hedgehog, which almost reaches the eyebrows. Although the little trick and the little god are very similar in appearance, their personalities are very different.Little trick is very angry, in his own words, he is a dwarf who can't tolerate other people's talking; but little eyes are on the contrary, he loves to talk, and even likes to make jokes. As soon as the door was closed behind the little trick, the little eyes said to Quan Shi: "I would like to take the liberty of reporting to you, dearest, I am number one in the entire police station, so I am number one, yes Because the first person you see when you get here is none other than me. Hee, hee, hee! That's a pretty joke, isn't it?" He didn't wait for an answer, and then he said: "My first duty is to find out the identity of each arrested criminal. In this case, it is to find out your identity." "But I'm not a criminal..." Quan Zhi retorted. "That's what everyone says, dearest," interrupted the little look, "because every criminal tries to fool the police, that is, to try to confuse them, and then get away. But I warn you You, my dearest, cannot do this, because we have methods of investigating crimes with the utmost precision, and you will be sure of that at once. Please state your name." "I don't know." "You see," said the little eyes, "you said you were called No Knowing, but how do I know that No Knowing is your real name? The person who took the place of No Knowing may be a dangerous criminal. Criminals like to change their names. Yes. For example, you are the same. For example, if you know nothing today, you will know everything tomorrow, and you will become some kind of 'little devil' the day after tomorrow (Hey, hey! That's funny, isn't it? ) You go and look it up! But we can find out about everything. I venture to draw your attention to these three cabinets. Inside the cabinets are stored the files of all the criminals we have dealt with However, if we want to go to all three cabinets to find records about your identity, we will not be able to find them for three years. In order to speed up the search, we divide all criminals into three categories. The first cabinet keeps File materials for tall criminals, the twentieth cabinet is about medium stature. The third cabinet is for short stature. In order to find the file about you, we must first measure your height." "You won't have archives about me here, because I just came to your planet today." Quan Zhi said. "That's what everyone says, dearest, without exception!" cried Little Eyes, without even listening. "I ask you to stand on this shelf for a little while. Just like that... stand up straight! Heels together! Hands to the seams of your trousers!" Said with small eyes, he pressed the back of his mind to the stick, pressed the movable stick to his head, and looked at the scale indicated by the arrow. "Okay," he said. "In standard units of measurement, your height is equal to seventy-two. That is to say, you are a short man of medium height, and the files on you are to be found in the second cabinet. However, this is not the end. You can see for yourself You know, there are three layers in each of our cabinets. The upper layer of each cabinet is for the dwarfs with large heads, the middle layer is for the dwarfs with medium heads, and the bottom layer is for the dwarfs with small heads. We Measure the circumference of your head... well... thirty units. That way we know you have a large head, so we should look in the upper layers. But that's not all. As you can see, each layer has There are three boxes. The files in the first box are all about short people with long noses, the second box is about medium noses, and the third box is about short noses. Let’s measure your nose, and we can see that your nose is only two inches long. 1.5 units, that is to say, short nose. Therefore, the file about you should be found in the upper third shelf of the second cabinet. This is really a trivial matter, because all the file forms are arranged by height We are not interested in criminals with a height of 70 and 71...turn over; those with a head circumference of 28 and 29, we are not interested...turn over; those with a nose length of 2 and 1.5, we are not interested... ...turn it over too. This is your form, all correct; height seventy-two, head circumference thirty, nose length two and a half... Do you know who you are?" "Who?" Quan Wu asked in horror. "The well-known gangster and robber, named Pretty Man, robbed trains sixteen times, attacked banks ten times with weapons, escaped seven times (the last escape was last year, and he bribed the guards), and the total amount of stolen property amounted to 20 million phil Ding!" Little Eyes said with a happy smile. "Where! Where! This is not me!" Quan Zhi said. "It's you, Mr. Handsome! Why are you polite? You have so much money that you don't need to be polite at all. I think you have some left over from your twenty million. You have undoubtedly hidden it. From this money you If you give me a hundred thousand, I'll let you go. No one but me knows that you are a famous robber and handsome man. I can put any bum in jail to replace you, and it will be fine Yes, really!" "Trust me, you're making a mistake!" said Quan Mo. "Look! What a shame, Mr. Handsome Man! Don't you even want a hundred thousand? If I had money like yours, I wouldn't begrudge even two hundred thousand, as long as I don't get locked up. Well, give it to me." Fifty thousand is fine...well, twenty thousand...I won't do anything less, really! You give me twenty thousand, and I can go wherever I want." "I just don't understand what you're talking about," said Quan Zhi, spreading his hands. "I'm not a handsome man, nor..." "I know, I know everything you want to say," interrupted the small eyes. "You are not a handsome man, and you have never received any money, but look here, the form is all about you. Height—seventy-two. Is it your height? Head circumference—thirty. Yes What's the circumference of your head? Nose length—2.5. . . . You see there's a picture of you here." Quan Zhi glanced at the photo posted on the form and said, "This is not my photo. I don't look like the little guy in the photo at all." "Yes! Not at all! But why? Because you changed your appearance. Here, dearest, money can do anything. Change your appearance, and give yourself another nose. It's happened in the past." "I didn't have another nose!" Quan Wu said angrily. "That's what everyone says, my dearest. Believe me. All right! You can give me ten thousand if you don't want twenty thousand. . Squeeze your money, and you'll turn from a millionaire to a beggar, and you'll weep. Five thousand will do... even one thousand!... You want me to let you go for nothing? No, You'll be locked up in the rigging department for a few days, where you might change your mind. Now let's go through the formalities." Xiaoyan took out a blank form from the box, filled in the unknown name, height, head circumference and nose size, took a photo of him, made a perspective, and then smeared his hands with black ink, forcing He fingerprinted the form. "Let's send your fingerprints to study and compare them with the fingerprints of the handsome man. At that time, you will believe that you are you, the handsome man, and you will stop arguing. Now I have to say goodbye to you." Xiaoyan pressed the bell button, and the policeman baboon walked in the door—it was also a silly face with high cheekbones, a low forehead, and a prickly hair. "Take it to the cell!" The little boy waved his hands at Quan Wuzhi and ordered briefly. The little ghost baboon cast a gloomy glance at Quan Wushu, opened the door in front of him, and said, "Xi! Xi!" Seeing that he didn't know what to say, he swung his rubber baton threateningly and said in a crow-like voice, "Go, I'm telling you! Don't say anything!" Quan didn't know that talking would not do any good, so he waved his hand and walked outside the door.