The German police briefly asked about the situation of the two: the man insisted that the woman stole the wallet, while the woman insisted that the man falsely accused her of her clothes and mental losses. Both sides held their own arguments and refused to give in to each other. The German police brought both of them back to the airport security department.

The people of the melon-eating people from all over the country who were enthusiastic about watching dispersed reluctantly, and everyone expressed their dissatisfaction and regret that they had not seen further escalation of conflicts.

In the security department, two policemen asked the two parties involved. When the incident happened, Dong Qiangqiang was really confused. When he arrived at the security department, his thoughts had stabilized. He told the police in detail about what happened before and after. After finishing the record, the police took away his passport, admission certificate and other documents, and then politely asked him to wait patiently.

About fifteen minutes later, the female policeman and her male colleague came to him, returned his passport and other things to him, and then told him tactfully: his identity was confirmed, and the surveillance content near the jewelry store and fast food restaurant also proved that his statement was true. However, the identity of another person involved had been verified and she had no criminal record. In addition, the surveillance site of the incident was not photographed by the woman. Due to the angle of the surveillance camera and other issues, the picture when the wallet fell to the ground was blocked by many objects and could not be seen clearly. Therefore, there was no actual evidence of the female's theft described by Dong Qiangqiang, so the case could not be filed. It is recommended that both parties be able to settle privately.

The policewoman slowed down his speech, so Dong Qiangqiang immediately understood what she meant. He was a little surprised: "Korean? Didn't take a photo? That... was it in vain?"

The female policeman looked up at the male policeman, and the male policeman immediately became erect and said in an informative tone: "Young man, this is just a small accident."

"Accident?" Dong Qiangqiang was a little angry. He raised his eyebrows and raised his tone unnaturally, "I was almost stolen. It seems to you that it was just an accident?"

The two policemen looked at each other, and both sides were silent for a few seconds.

Dong Qiangqiang suddenly stood up from his seat, tidied up his clothes, then picked up his backpack, and said to the policewoman: "Mediation, right? Then you can let me have a good chat with that Korean woman."

Before the female policewoman could speak, the male policeman rushed to say, "She refused to mediate. She had left on her own."

"What?" Dong Qiangqiang was shocked.

"She has left." The male policeman repeated again angrily.

"You let her go?" Dong Qiangqiang was a little depressed.

"She is not a suspect, we cannot detain her." The policewoman said angrily, and it could be seen that she was a little unhappy with Dong Qiangqiang.

"So fresh." Dong Qiangqiang muttered in Chinese.

"What did you say?" Because the two sides had been communicating in German before, the sudden Chinese version of Dong Qiangqiang made the male policeman unresponsive for a while. He took a step closer, "I don't understand what you said." He pointed to his ear.

The male policeman is about 1.8 meters tall and has a burly figure. His approach seems a bit aggressive.

Dong Qiangqiang was taller than the male policeman. Seeing that the other party was almost pressing against him, Dong Qiangqiang smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying anything.

"If you have no other problems, you can leave." The policewoman looked dark, "but you'd better hurry up." As she said, she looked up at the electronic clock on the wall.

Following her gaze, Dong Qiangqiang turned his head and looked at it, it was almost 17 o'clock.

"Your ticket says the next flight time is 17:30." The policewoman added.

Dong Qiangqiang shouted inwardly: Oh no, I almost forgot about the turn of the situation. He didn't care about speaking, picked up his backpack and ran out, and the sneer of the male policeman came from behind him.

The airport security department is very far away from the boarding gate. Dong Qiangqiang dared not neglect. While running hard, he was paying attention to whether there was a commuter car in the lobby.

Many times, when you need something, it is often not around you; but when you don’t need it, it is often shaking in front of your eyes.

Dong Qiangqiang ran for ten minutes, but he didn't see a commuter car in the lobby.

When he was angry, he ran to the boarding gate and was about to step towards the bridge after handing over the air ticket, the beautiful Nordic stewardess reached out to stop him, and said in English with a smile: "Sir, you can't board the plane with your air ticket."

Dong Qiangqiang was stunned: "Why...?"

The flight attendant showed a standard professional smile: "This is e60 in terminal 2. Your gate is e60 in terminal 1." After saying that, she pointed to the location on the ticket.

Looking along her finger, the words t1 were indeed written on the top of the e60 on the air ticket. Just now, Dong Qiangqiang was just watching the boarding gate without paying attention to the changes in the terminal.

Dong Qiangqiang's cold sweat came down, and he didn't know the location of Terminal t1.

The flight attendant smiled politely at him and signaled him not to block the passengers behind him.

Dong Qiangqiang looked at the table above the boarding gate in a daze. It was already 17:12.

At this moment, his aftermath suddenly swept a black shadow behind him and flashed by. He quickly turned his head and saw a commuter car in the lobby speeding towards one direction.

Dong Qiangqiang didn't bother to thank the flight attendant, and immediately ran towards the commuter car, shouting in German: "Stop! Stop!"

Hearing his strange shouts, the commuter car stopped immediately.

Dong Qiangqiang got into the car panting and said with a heavy breath: "Please take me to T1, hurry up! I'll catch the plane. Thank you!"

The commuter car driver was a young woman with brown hair. Her slim blue uniform made her look a little heroic. Seeing Dong Qiangqiang's pale face and gestures, she immediately guessed what point. When he got in the car and tied up his seat belt, the commuter car immediately rushed towards t1.

Dong Qiangqiang, who was sitting in the car, was anxious and had already begun to think about what he should do next if he didn't catch the plane. But to his surprise, the female driver parked the car next to a stopped escalator after taking a few big turns.

Before he could ask questions, the female driver pointed to the escalator and said to him, "Go up here quickly, walk straight 100 meters and turn right, continue walking straight, turn left at the second intersection, and walk about 500 meters and it is almost the range of e50. Quick, hurry."

Dong Qiangqiang bowed to her gratefully, then ran up the escalator with great strides.

At 17:28, Dong Qiangqiang finally ran to the e60 boarding gate. The German airline crew had already started to collect the turnover at the boarding gate. After submitting the air ticket, Dong Qiangqiang finally walked into the cover bridge smoothly.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridge, he saw a beige medium-sized aircraft parked quietly under the bridge, and the airport ground crew were working hard to arrange luggage and other flight supplies.

Unexpectedly, the turnover process would be so tortuous. Dong Qiangqiang sighed with emotion. The German air maid at the door of the cabin nodded and smiled at him. He picked up a German newspaper and strode into the cabin.

At 17:30, the hatch door slowly closed, the joints between the bridge and the plane slowly separated, and the plane slowly slid into the track.

Dong Qiangqiang, sitting in his seat, turned his head and looked out the window. He saw the bright sunset light leaking out from behind the thick clouds, like an oil painting full of gorgeous light and shadow, which seemed so unreal.

Hope everything goes well in the future, Dong Qiangqiang prayed in his heart.
Chapter completed!