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When Wang Kunshen came to see me, he had done something wrong. On the phone, Wang Kunshen emphasized that he was in trouble and asked me to write down the details so that I could think about it at an appropriate time. When we were on the phone, we were going through the security check. He covered his bag to prevent it from being opened for inspection. In his usual personality, he said something stern. The police said, please go to the office. Immediately the sky was dark, like glue and paint, like ink splashing in the air, and there was a nameless sense of oppression in late autumn. On the way to the police office, Wang Kunshen continued to call me depressedly. He said, Mr. Chen, oh, brother Chen Yuchen? Look what they did! At first he looked so cool, but by now the phone call seemed like a bunch of garbled characters. When he came back, he answered again, "Brother, you asked me to take the subway here. I'm not familiar with it. There are no subway stations in Qianjin Town. Someone said to the two policemen next to the subway, don't make any calls. In other words, according to the procedure, you will be inspected and your bag will be checked."
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