Traffic Knowledge Must Be Remembered

Chapter 34: Remember Your Traffic Knowledge

Hearing this, the short policeman next to Zhou Jiaxing's expression tightened slightly. He took out a small voice recorder from his pocket and turned it on, then pulled out a small notebook and a pen. He looked solemnly at Cheng Yun and said, "A black man, about 1.9 meters tall, he came here wanting to stay?"

"Yes, obviously," Cheng Yun replied.

"And then you let him check in?"

"No," Cheng Yun shook his head and answered, "I don't have foreign-related qualifications here."

"And then he left?" The policeman's questioning was a bit rigid, as if he was accustomed to a certain procedure.

"Yes," Cheng Yun nodded honestly.

At this moment, Zhou Jiaxing suddenly frowned and said, "From what I know, there are quite a few international students in the university nearby, and there are only a few hotels around with foreign-related qualifications. Normally, regular inns wouldn't strictly abide by the rules, and they would mostly just record the information when students come to check in... So I hope you can tell us the truth. We are Criminal Police, even if you broke the rules, it's not our jurisdiction, and we can't be bothered to manage it."

"That's right, the black man's visa expired long ago, and he committed... a very serious crime. We really need your cooperation." The short police officer glanced up at the surveillance camera at the front desk, as if reminding Cheng Yun of something.

"I know," Cheng Yun nodded, "but I just opened for business and don't want to take risks. Besides, it's summer vacation now, and business is quite good, so I don't lack this one room."

"Oh," Zhou Jiaxing nodded, this issue wasn't worth his excessive concern, "Then where did he go?"

"Where he went..." Cheng Yun frowned and thought carefully, "He probably went to find other accommodation, especially since it was raining so heavily."

"..." Zhou Jiaxing fell silent. This answer was as good as no answer.

Suddenly, a voice came from upstairs: "He went left."

Everyone turned their heads and saw Heroine Yin walking down step by step in shorts and slippers, her legs and feet fair and tender.

"Huh?" Zhou Jiaxing was stunned and looked at Cheng Yun, "Who is this young lady?"

"She's the cleaner at my shop, she was here that day too." Cheng Yun said, then looked at Heroine Yin, doubting her intelligence, and asked, "How did you know he went left?"

"I saw him!"

"You remember?"

"Of course." Heroine Yin seemed a bit baffled, "That person was as black as charcoal, how could I not remember!"

"Which way is left?"

"This way... Hey, Station Master, what do you mean, do you think I can't even tell left from right?"

"No, no, no," Cheng Yun quickly denied.

"Ahem, we are currently investigating the situation very seriously, and we ask that you also be serious," Zhou Jiaxing said while sizing up Heroine Yin, who had just come downstairs, and then asked Cheng Yun, "Can we check the surveillance footage?"

"Yes."

Yu Dian immediately got up with her laptop to give them space. They gathered around the front desk, and Cheng Yun quickly brought up the surveillance footage.

"It's him, the same clothes as in the surveillance," Zhou Jiaxing said, pointing at the screen, then pressed fast forward, "Indeed, he went left when he left."

"There are many cheap inns over there," Cheng Yun said, "but if he really committed something, he's probably long gone by now, especially since it's the second today."

"That's not necessarily true. In any case, we'll explore multiple avenues to ensure we don't miss any opportunity and find him sooner to get this over with." Zhou Jiaxing sighed, then asked, "Do you know any other features about him?"

"Nothing much," Cheng Yun frowned. "Oh, right, his Chinese is pretty good, no communication barriers."

"He's been here for several years."

"Been here for several years? His visa expired and no one deported him?"

"Hmph!" Zhou Jiaxing scoffed, "There are plenty of black people overstaying their visas in China. Every time we try to deport them, we either can't find them or they play tricks on us. If we forcibly deport them, they'll gather and cause trouble. After multiple attempts, it just gets dropped."

"I see," Cheng Yun nodded, having heard that there were even more black people overstaying their visas in Guangdong, and the government was helpless.

At this moment, Heroine Yin hesitated, then suddenly interjected, "That charcoal man had scratches on his neck and elbows, the marks looked like they were from fingernails, but they were very shallow, you wouldn't see them if you didn't look closely."

"Hmm?" The short police officer immediately looked at Heroine Yin, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Cheng Yun was also stunned: "You know that too?"

"Instinct, instinctual reaction," Heroine Yin waved her hand modestly, "I'm used to subconsciously noticing these things."

The short police officer's gaze became even stranger.

Originally, even if Heroine Yin had a scar on her face, it wouldn't attract much attention. After all, her 1.55-meter loli figure was too deceptive. Moreover, her facial features were charming; if she didn't deliberately exude hostility, she would just be a girl next door with a flawed face. But now, the short police officer, relying on his professional intuition, seemed to smell something amiss...

However, he quickly lowered his head, didn't pry further, silently noted down what Heroine Yin said, and then made an uncertain mark, preparing to confirm with the autopsy department.

"Is there any other information about him you can provide us?" the short police officer continued to ask.

"No more," Cheng Yun looked at Heroine Yin.

"I don't have anything else either," Heroine Yin shook her head consciously.

"Then if you remember anything, feel free to contact us. If you find his whereabouts again, please call the police immediately," the short police officer shook hands with Cheng Yun, "My surname is Chen."

"Okay, Officer Chen," Cheng Yun said.

"Then we won't disturb you any further." Officer Chen gave Heroine Yin a final frowning glance before gathering his things and leaving in a hurry.

Heroine Yin watched his retreating back, somewhat inexplicably, "Why did he look at me at the end? Did my appearance make him suspicious?"

"I don't know," Cheng Yun shook his head, a little helplessly, "In any case, you should be careful."

"Careful? What careful?" Heroine Yin's eyes lit up.

"..."

"Oh, my mistake," Heroine Yin said, then asked, "Are those two the police officers from your world? They're wearing similar clothes to the people on TV yesterday..."

"Yeah, they're called Police."

"Why aren't they carrying those bang-bang-bang guns?"

"Who carries a gun around for no reason? Police can't just shoot randomly!" Cheng Yun said speechlessly, picking up a cold steamed bun to eat.

He hadn't taken more than two bites before he felt something was odd. He glanced to the side and saw Heroine Yin staring at him blankly. The heroine immediately turned her head away after their eyes met.

Cheng Yun stared at her in surprise. "Do you want to eat it?"

"No, no, no, I don't want any."

"Are you sure?"

"I don't want any," Heroine Yin said firmly. She glanced at him again and asked weakly, "What flavor is it?"

"It should be braised meat. Want to try?"

"No, no, no, I already ate breakfast. You haven't eaten yet."

"It's almost lunchtime, it's fine."

"Then I'll just have one." Heroine Yin swallowed, her eyes fixed on the remaining steamed bun in his hand.

"..."

In the afternoon, the rooftop was still desolate.

Heroine Yin stood at the edge of the guardrail like an otherworldly master, gazing into the distance. Only when she heard Cheng Yun's footsteps did she turn around. "You're here?"

"I'm here," Cheng Yun said.

"Then let's begin." Heroine Yin immediately flicked her hand, her expression becoming serious. "Today, I'll still teach you how to punch. Half the time will be spent training your punching form, and the other half teaching you punching angles. It'll be like this for at least a month."

"No problem." Cheng Yun cupped his hands. "Thank you for your trouble, Teacher Yin."

Cheng Yun didn't come down from the rooftop until five o'clock. After dinner, he started his shift and also added some content to his WeChat official account, even though not many people followed it yet.

A day passed just like that.

The next day, after lunch, Cheng Yun took a nap, and then Heroine Yin dragged him out to train his stamina.

Cheng Yan sat on the sofa at the front desk, reading a book and quietly chatting with Yu Dian about something. However, most of the time, she was the one asking or talking, and Yu Dian would softly respond.

Seeing Cheng Yun come downstairs with Heroine Yin, both wearing tight-fitting running clothes, Cheng Yan paused for a moment before asking, "Are you going out for a run again?"

Cheng Yun nodded. "Yeah."

Cheng Yan glanced at Heroine Yin again and frowned slightly. Then, she felt that Heroine Yin taking Cheng Yun out for a run was good for his health, so she didn't say anything more.

"Cheng Yun, you'll be on the day shift starting tomorrow, right?"

"Yes."

"Will you change your running time to the evening then?"

"Probably."

"Running in the evening is better for your health, and it's cooler," Cheng Yan nodded. "I'll join you then."

"Uh... that would be fine, I guess."

"Hm?" Cheng Yan's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Okay! It'll definitely be more comfortable to have someone run with me than running alone!" Cheng Yun smiled. However, he hesitated for a moment before adding, "It's just that I'm not sure where I'll be running. It might be at the Yida Sports Field, or by the river, or on the suburban roads. I might even get a gym membership card later. Plus, your running speed definitely won't match mine. Girls are naturally at a disadvantage compared to guys when it comes to stamina."

"Tch!" Cheng Yan scoffed. "Don't underestimate me. I still have my long-distance running champion certificate at home. Besides, I want to train more, and I plan to run a marathon next year."

"A true heroine!" Cheng Yun said, then pushed open the door and went out.

Heroine Yin naturally followed behind him.

"The weather's pretty good today, not as hot as the past couple of days." Cheng Yun felt the breeze blowing and looked up at the somewhat overcast sky. He then looked down at the flat sandals Heroine Yin was wearing. "Let's go! I'll buy you a pair of running shoes. Consider it a disciple's gift for learning martial arts from you! Even though I haven't officially become your disciple."

"You can't do that!" Heroine Yin quickly waved her hands in refusal, adding bluntly, "Besides, you haven't learned any of my martial arts. You're just talking nonsense!"

"..."

When they reached an intersection, Cheng Yun thought for a moment and turned right. "I remember there's a mall this way, and they seem to have an Asics counter. Cheng Yan's shoes were bought there."

Considering Heroine Yin's powerful athletic abilities, Cheng Yun felt it was very necessary to buy her a pair of good quality running shoes. Otherwise, ordinary shoes would be fine for her to walk around in, but if she actually ran, they would probably break very quickly. It would be better to spend a few hundred more yuan now to avoid future trouble.

A moment later, Cheng Yun stood by the roadside, pointing at the traffic light across the street, and looked down at Heroine Yin. "See that light?"

"I see it," Heroine Yin nodded like a pecking chicken.

"What color is it?"

"It's... it's red, right!"

"Red means go or stop?"

"Stop."

"Which color means go?"

"Green means go."

"Mm, correct!" Cheng Yun nodded at Heroine Yin and asked again, "And how should you walk when you go?"

"You have to walk on this… these horizontal lines."

"What lines?"

"Lines with white horizontal bars." The Heroine swallowed. She thought of steamed buns with pickled vegetable and meat filling again, soft dough with meat and oil inside when you take a bite!

"What lines?"

"I… I forgot." The Heroine lowered her head.

"Zebra crossing!" Cheng Yun sighed. "I've taught you this simple word three times already."

"Why is it called a zebra crossing?"

"A zebra is a horse with white stripes!"

"Then why isn't it called a white-striped line?"

"Isn't 'zebra crossing' nicer sounding?"

"Pickled vegetable and meat filling sounds nicer."

"What lines?"

"N-nothing." Heroine Yin pointed at the green light across the street. "It's green now, can we go?"

"Sigh, go, go."

"It's my fault, I guess." Heroine Yin mumbled softly. "If it's called a zebra crossing because it has white stripes, then why isn't the red light called a monkey-butt light…"

A group of children, wearing school uniforms and carrying backpacks, who looked like they could be either elementary or middle school students, waited for the traffic light with them and crossed the road together. Hearing their conversation, the children couldn't help but glance at Heroine Yin, only to be startled by the scar on her face.

Cheng Yun was stunned to realize that Heroine Yin… was about the same height as this group of children.

(A gleaming sword points at you) "Add the book to your list if you have one! Did you hear me? Add it or not!"

(The sword tip moves closer) "Add it or not!"

(Kneels down with a thud) "Add it or not!"