DQ Horror

Text | Fellini

When the high-speed rail arrived at DQ station, it was only 9:30 in the morning. Run out of the magic capital for hundreds of miles, but can't run the aftertaste of the Flame Mountain. I was sweating and lined up to get out of the station, scan the code, green, itinerary card, green... The mobile phone was raised in front of Da Bai, paused, and Yi Zhao shook his head at me: from Shanghai, over there.

The ID card was handed over to Dabai behind the simple table. A woman asked me: Have you been to XX Town? No. What about XXX street? I hesitated for a moment and said: I have been.

The place where I live is exactly XXX Street. The place where the residence is not very close has just emerged as a medium-risk point, and other places are naturally low-risk areas. Before I traveled, I made a report to DQ, and I reported the ID card address at that time. But it would take a lot of courage for me to deny that I hadn't been to the place where I slept a few hours ago. I can't get past this.

Dabai said: Oh, that's it, then you go there with the police.

A black and thin little policeman took us through the passage to a semi-open area. There is also a simple table over there, and there is also a female Dabai sitting with a stack of tables in front of him.

For ease of understanding, I have compiled a list of roles for the following players-

The one who brought me here was called "Skinny Police"; the female Dabai who was sitting was wearing unbelievably thick false eyelashes, and I called Yi "Dabai with Eyelashes"; there was an "old policeman" coming out from behind; one was in the same car as me The dark-skinned "black guy" from Shanghai; the two out-of-town girls A and B who were left behind by "white eyelashes" before I arrived; the man from the DQ Epidemic Prevention Office who only appeared on the phone, I called him temporarily" Comrade Jianfeng".

Add me, there are eight people in total.

Eyelashes Dabai gave me and the black guy a registration form and a ballpoint pen, recorded our contact information and residence information, gave her the ID card, stacked it on the form, took a photo, and then uploaded it to a group. Then tell me: wait for the news.

The thin policeman stood by, I asked: what is the situation now? He whispered: basically persuaded to return.

Taxis were lined up under the sun just a dozen meters away, and several drivers were enjoying the shade under the shade of a tree.

I asked the thin policeman: What is the legal basis for you to not let me out now?

He was a little embarrassed: I can't control this either.

I looked carefully at the markings on his uniform, it was not an auxiliary police officer.

Eyelashes Dabai stretched out his phone towards me. I looked around and saw only two keywords: persuade to return.

Before I could jump up, the black guy who came in the same car with me became angry first: I have a green code all the way, what right do you have to stop me?

I asked the black guy: where did you come from? Minhang XX Town.

Same as my situation.

I want to go out. The black guy actually only carried a small pocket. Sitting angrily on the flower bed.

The old cop showed up. The amazing thing about this person is that if he were airdropped to the streets of Shanghai immediately, he would have no disobedience, elegant, and a little Hupu accent. I was dumbfounded.

Boy, where are you going to live when you come to us? The old policeman asked the black guy with a smile.

I live on the road, and the entrance to the scenic spot can also be used.

This is not possible, you have to live in a hotel, right? The old policeman was not angry, and there was not a single drop of sweat on his forehead on a hot day.

After I leave the station, I will tell you that it is ok. The black guy calmed down a bit.

I took a sentence: You must stay in the store, can we Shanghai people go around your county and go back on the same day?

The old policeman told Eyelash Dabai: You can call the Epidemic Prevention Office, and I will tell them.

The phone was connected, and the old policeman glared at me: Wait for me to communicate.

At this time, I remembered that my ID card was still there, so I reached out: Give me back my ID card.

Eyelashes Dabai had already stood up at this time, took a step back slightly, and squeezed my ID card tightly, a little not wanting to return me.

The thin policeman told her: Oh, your ID card can't be detained.

The white eyelashes had no choice but to spread out his hand towards me reluctantly.

I just collected the ID cards, and two young girls A and B, who were not very dressed, came out of the shed next to me, listening to the southern accent: Our ID cards have been detained for you for 4 hours, and they were returned to us. !

The two girls came to DQ to play. They arrived at the station last night, but they didn't give it. They were being advised to return. They came here at 6 o'clock this morning to do nucleic acid, but they still didn't give it to the station. Seeing that the two girls were so angry that their temples were messed up.

The characters’ positions at this moment are like this—I and the big white eyelashes and the thin old policeman form a diamond shape, the Minhang black guy is pacing behind me like a trapped beast at seven o’clock, the southern girl is accusing me at two o’clock— In an instant, I escaped into a wonderful moment: all the noise around me suddenly muted, and I only saw the red lips of the two girls fluttering, but I didn't hear a word.

Suddenly, the blind and deaf were broken. The old policeman raised his throat abruptly towards the other end of the phone: Persuasion to return and persuade to return is voluntary!

My throat is also thick with a head: Right! One party reluctantly called repatriation!

The old policeman returned the phone to Dabai: let them speak directly to him.

He is me. I took the hot mobile phone, and Comrade Jianfeng said, "I tell you, just last night, at 7:49, the authority in our province released a news. The risk is high, so you are now counted as three-day health monitoring personnel. According to the regulations of our province, three-day health monitoring personnel cannot take public transportation, nor can they go to theaters, chess and card rooms and other closed places and other public places...

I interrupted Comrade Jianfeng: Can't take public transport? Then how did I get here by high-speed train? Isn't a high-speed rail station a public place? I was still transiting in HZ before, and the green code all the way, how do you explain this?

Comrade Jianfeng is also very happy: I can't explain this!

You can't stop me without an explanation!

The phone was handed over to the old policeman. After hanging up the phone, the old policeman threw his hands at me: Let me follow the regulations of the station. What are the regulations of the station, that is, passengers will leave the station when they get off the bus! It's really according to the regulations, shouldn't they come to the station to pick up people in town!

I pointed to the taxi queue waiting next to me: If I go to get on the bus now, what is the legal basis for you to stop me?

The old policeman said: This is boring for you.

The eyelashes with white eyelashes are about to be spent, and now the tone is also resentful: I know it's boring, but what can I do?

The black guy in Minhang started to operate on his mobile phone. I patted him: Nong is going back, wait a minute.

The call with the white eyelashes was transferred to the old policeman again. The old policeman handed the phone over to the southern girl AB again, and only scratched the girl with a cruel word: Are you the governor, are you still the mayor? !

When she put down the phone, the little girl said: Humph, I will never come to you again in the future!

40 minutes have passed. This is how things ended up in the end-

I concluded my statement: Since everyone can't come up with a legal basis for preventing us from leaving the station, I will take a taxi now, and I will do a three-day health monitoring according to the regulations.

Eyelashes are white and silent. The skinny police do not ring. The old policeman is silent.

The black guy from Minhang disappeared in a blink of an eye. The southern girl quickly pulled out two huge suitcases, and said to me as she ran: Thank you!

The old policeman said something close to my ear: I have to report your information, I guess, the probability of you being able to sleep in DQ tonight is not high.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, I woke up from a nap. At half past six, I had already drank the delicious old duck soup.

At this moment, it was dark outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The cicadas, which had been hoarse just now, suddenly disappeared.

A terrifying night of DQ came over me.