50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 43 House Viewing 1
In the morning, my deskmate passed the teacher's inspection smoothly, but at noon he was dragged to the grove behind the classroom and made to recite the text for the whole afternoon.

To be fair, Sun Zhiwei didn't even eat lunch and insisted on watching his deskmate memorize the text.

The opponent still wanted to resist, but unfortunately, Sun Zhiwei was no longer the same as before. Even if there were three more of them, they would not be enough for him to beat with one hand. He could only accept the result obediently.

As a result, in the afternoon class, my deskmate was praised by the teacher for his fluent recitation. For a poor student, this was the first time in history and it was a blessing in disguise.

The next few days are their exam week. I heard that this period is also the time when major universities in BJ begin to recruit students.

Sun Zhiwei felt a little envious after hearing this, because this year is the last year for each school to recruit students independently.

Schools are very free when recruiting students independently, and students with special talents will often be admitted as exceptions.

For example, someone like him who has a photographic memory can probably be admitted without taking an entrance exam as long as his academic performance is not too bad.

However, starting from the next session, there will be a unified examination. Next year it will be a regional unified examination, and the year after will be a national unified examination. It will be difficult to find loopholes.

But on second thought, it's not like he can't pass the exam, so it's better not to take advantage of loopholes. If he has a legitimate reason, he won't have to worry about people gossiping behind his back, and it will also avoid a lot of trouble.

Once he figured it out, his thoughts became clear. He was no longer impatient and began to focus on the exam.

After finishing his exams on Saturday and leaving school early, he still didn't take the bus home. Instead, he went to pick up his daughter first.

It happened that he was going to pass by Beihai, so he took out the note with the house purchase address written by Daxiang, and then divided the route into two routes based on the addresses of these courtyards.

There were two routes, one to the west of Beihai and one to the east. Today he planned to take the western route to check the basic conditions of the four courtyards along this route.

The four courtyards are located on Wenjin Street, Guangming Hutong, Aimin Street and Xishiku Street respectively.

The first three locations are still on the same road, only the last one is on another street and needs to walk a few hundred meters further west.

Seeing that it was still early, he decided to visit all four places today.

After leaving the school gate, he headed north, crossing West Chang'an Avenue without turning, and went straight to Fuyou Street. When he was halfway there, he saw an alley that turned left, which was Guangming Hutong.

It is only about 300 meters away from Xi'anmen Street, and the entire alley is about this long.

The alley is not very wide, but there are neatly planted trees on the roadside, and self-built bungalows on both sides.

Most of these houses are not standard courtyard houses, but rather look like small farmhouses, with a row of houses and a courtyard.

Because they were self-built, the houses are not very neat and their appearance is not very nice. Some of them don’t even have house numbers.

The only advantage is that most of the houses are single-family, everyone stays in their own yard, and there are fewer pedestrians in the alleys.

Sun Zhiwei opened the ring space and scanned the area, taking in the buildings on both sides.

The address written on the paper was No. 18. He had already seen No. 3 and No. 9 on the way, and this house was No. 17. He soon arrived at the door of the next courtyard.

After a rough look, I found that this was also a self-built courtyard. It looked more spacious than the one next door, and the wall was also higher. It should have the specifications of a row of three rooms.

There were not many pedestrians outside, so he stood by the wall and scanned the internal structure of the yard. After just one scan, he turned around and left without daring to stay.

He stopped his hurried steps after he walked onto Fuyou Street and turned a corner. He didn't expect to win the first prize. There was nothing special in the house, but there was a large cellar under the house, and there were more than a dozen little kids locked up in the cellar.

This isn't a house for sale, it's clearly a kidnapping operation. Daxiang is so unreliable, he's trying to push me into trouble.

Although he knew Daxiang definitely didn't do it on purpose, he didn't know who to direct his anger at. Then he thought, I have to report this immediately. If I delay, what if they sell a few of them to kidnappers? Wouldn't that be like watching them die without helping?

There happened to be a police station right next to him, and he was about to go in to report, but after thinking it over, he stopped.

This den is so close to the police station, and the management committee's office is next to it. There can't be any connection between them. Otherwise, it's too close, the total distance is less than 100 meters.

He wasn't sure, and there was no need to take the risk, so he just went to another place to report.

So he walked towards the kindergarten as planned, intending to check out the other two courtyards on the way.

Continue forward and you will reach Wenjin Street. It is called Wenjin Street, but it is actually a small section of Xi'anmen Street to the east. It ends after crossing the bridge. There is a fork in the road in the middle that turns to the north, forming a "prince" with a missing corner.

He had only heard of this place but had never been there. He followed the address on the paper and found that the place was at the innermost part of the character "王".

Standing at the last intersection, looking at the terrain, Sun Zhiwei felt a little scared because he found that it was a dead end.

Just as he was hesitating, he heard footsteps behind him. He reflexively opened the ring space to protect his body.

When he suddenly turned around, he found a frail middle-aged man wearing glasses and a long robe walking towards him.

The middle-aged man was also surprised to see him and asked, "Who are you looking for, young master?"

At this time, the distance between the two sides was less than 10 meters, and Sun Zhiwei's space had already covered the middle-aged man, completely removing all his belongings.

The result of the X-ray made him feel cold all over. There was nothing special about the middle-aged man, except for a sharp spring blade hidden in the heel of his shoe.
But in the briefcase tucked between his arms, there was a pen pistol, and in the compartment of the bag, there was a camera the size of a matchbox.

Fortunately, he has been keeping a poker face lately and did not make any other moves even after noticing the danger.

He just shook the paper in his hand and replied, "Hello, comrade, I'm looking for this address. Is there a house to rent here?"

The middle-aged man came closer, adjusted his glasses and looked at the paper, and found a bunch of addresses on it, one of which was the yard where he was.

"Hey, this is my house, but I don't have any room to rent, so I want to sell it."

"Ah, sell it, can't we rent it out? I don't have enough money." Sun Zhiwei said a little embarrassedly.

"Haha, young man, you should talk to your parents." The middle-aged man said and was about to enter the alley.

Sun Zhiwei followed up, "I have to know what your house is like. Otherwise, if I go back and don't know anything, then I've come here for nothing."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned around and looked at him carefully again.

Although he was wearing an old military uniform and a pair of black cloth shoes, he had a schoolbag on his waist. Because there were so many books in it, part of it was sticking out.

(End of this chapter)