QTIMP -Chapter 295 Character Persona – Violent (Part 23)

This time, her hometown not only sent a letter, but also specially mailed her some items. The letter explained that she had already been entered into the Chen family genealogy.

All Chen family descendants over the age of 18 had gradually gone into the city to try their luck.

In the end, five of them really managed to get into state-owned factories, while another seven found work in the county town. After all, there were only a couple of state-owned factories, and it wasn’t easy to get in.

Only then did Si Qiu remember that it was the 1950s, and large-scale public-private partnerships wouldn’t happen until around 1955.

Holding the written letter and the packed parcel, Si Qiu walked out of the school gate with a group of classmates chatting and laughing, when she saw Jiang Yiming leaning against a jeep, smoking.

His vehicle and military uniform were far too eye-catching, so everyone immediately noticed him. At the same time, he also saw Si Qiu. He quickly put out his cigarette and walked a couple of steps forward.

“Qiuqiu.”

Several classmates all looked toward Si Qiu. She smiled at them and walked over.

“Commander Jiang, why are you here? Is something the matter?”

Jiang Yiming’s lips curved slightly. “Old Song told me you had a day off today. I happened to be in the city, so I came to see you.”

Si Qiu glanced at the car behind him. “Will you be busy later?”

Jiang Yiming’s fingers moved slightly as he rubbed them together, then shook his head. “I’ll head back around three or four in the afternoon.”

“Then… could you take us to Central Street?”

Jiang Yiming froze for a moment, then nodded. “Sure.” After saying it, he still had to work hard to keep the smile on his face steady.

A few girls squeezed into the car—there were six people including the driver.

Zhang Aihong leaned on the seat and asked, “You’re in the military, right? From what Qiuqiu said earlier, you’re a commander?”

“Yes. I’m currently a regiment commander stationed in a unit on the outskirts of the city.”

Li Jing leaned forward slightly as well. “How old are you this year?”

“I’m twenty-nine.”

Liu Fang turned around a little awkwardly. She felt like she should ask something too, but she didn’t dare.

Si Qiu didn’t want them to keep interrogating him. “So where are we going first?”

Li Jing grabbed Zhang Aihong. “I’m taking them two to my house as guests. Qiuqiu, just drop me off at Tongjiang Street. You go do your own thing.”

Wang Fang quickly nodded. “Yes, yes.”

Si Qiu understood what they meant, then turned to Jiang Yiming. “Then I’ll trouble Commander Jiang.”

A faint, restrained smile appeared on Jiang Yiming’s face, making him look a bit gentler. “No trouble. It’s on the way.”

The three of them got off at the intersection and left while making teasing faces at Si Qiu. They felt comfortable letting her stay alone with a man mainly because he was in uniform and a regiment commander.

They knew where his unit was, and none of their families were ordinary civilians. At this time, trust in soldiers was very high.

After the girls left, Si Qiu directly turned to him. “Take me to the post office first.”

Jiang Yiming glanced at the large parcel she was holding and nodded. He started the car, turned a corner, and soon arrived at the post office.

He quickly got out to help her take the parcel down, and only then did Si Qiu get out and walk inside.

Parcels had to be inspected and repacked. There were quite a lot of people sending mail, so Si Qiu stood in line behind them, watching the staff efficiently sort and package everything.

Suddenly, she noticed a man dressed like a farmer. His clothes were tattered and covered in dust, his pants were full of patches, and the hem was rolled up. His cloth shoes were caked with dirt, with his toes even sticking out.

He wore a worn-out straw hat with a wide brim, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

He was carrying a shoulder pole loaded with grain. The staff were helping package it, and he squatted down to steady the load. It looked like he was also here to send something by mail.

Si Qiu kept staring at him. Jiang Yiming lightly touched her shoulder, but she didn’t turn around. Instead, she leaned slightly toward him and asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong?”

Si Qiu turned her head and tugged at his sleeve. “That old man mailing grain is suspicious.”

Jiang Yiming’s eyes immediately turned sharp as he looked toward the man. Just as the man stood up and was about to leave, Si Qiu stepped forward and kicked him to the ground in one swift, decisive motion.

The move was clean and efficient.

Jiang Yiming followed closely, twisting the man’s arm and pinning him down as he struggled to get up and run.

The sudden action made everyone around them take several steps back. Exclamations rang out, and the man pinned on the ground kept crying out in pain.

“What are you doing? What are you doing? Military officers bullying an old farmer in broad daylight!”

Jiang Yiming had been somewhat doubtful about Si Qiu’s judgment, but hearing the man’s shouting made him unconsciously increase the pressure on him.

Si Qiu walked over holding the parcel and kicked his leg. “Old farmer? The color difference between your hands and legs is quite obvious.”

She used her toe to lift up the rolled pant leg. While some skin tone difference between exposed and covered skin was normal, this man’s difference was too obvious.

There were no bite marks from mosquitoes, no scratches from branches or grass—especially for a farmer in this era.

A farmer’s legs below the knees would never be so clean and unmarked.

Jiang Yiming saw the postal staff approaching and said to them, “Take out everything he just mailed. Send someone with me to the public security bureau.”

The postal workers had already called their superior. The leader picked up the grain parcel and went along to the police station in the vehicle.

Si Qiu did not follow them. Instead, she continued lining up to mail her package. But everyone unanimously stepped aside, not daring to approach her. The postal staff even smiled and hurriedly processed her request first.

Seeing this, Si Qiu could only go ahead and complete her mailing. She sent several pieces of fabric to families who had previously helped the original host and those who had later taken care of her.

After finishing, she headed straight to the public security bureau. She had been there twice before, so the gate guard didn’t stop her.

When she arrived, she happened to see Officer Song rushing out from inside. Seeing her, he quickly greeted her.

“Qiuqiu is here. Xiao Sun, come over and take her statement.”

Then he immediately turned and headed down another corridor.

Si Qiu didn’t even have time to respond before she came back to herself and followed Xiao Sun to a desk, explaining in detail how she noticed the man’s suspicious behavior.

After Xiao Sun finished recording her statement, he handed it to Officer Song and gave him a thumbs-up. “Boss, that girl is really something. Her eyes are incredibly sharp.”

Officer Song flipped through the statement and said while reading, “Of course. Do you think my judgment is something ordinary people can compare to? But don’t be envious—you’ll all get her on our team in the future.”

“Really?” Xiao Sun asked, then suddenly thought of something. “Wait… is she the one from the training class? With that level of insight, does she even need training? I feel like I can’t even compare.”

“If you know you can’t compare, then go work harder.”

Since they still had to follow this lead to catch other spies, Si Qiu returned to school on her own. Of course, for convenience, she was carrying another large bag.