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朦胧中仿佛听得房间里有什么怪异的响声，我抬起手抓过床头柜上的闹钟意看，还不到早上八点，才睡了不到两个小时，倦怠的身躯如在水中翻转沉沦，大脑迟钝若锈涩的钟表齿轮欲走又停。
                                                                                                                                                                “嘭！嘭！嘭！”
                                                                                                                                                                这回我终于明白是有人在砸门。我下意识地套上睡袍，耷拉着拖鞋走到门后凑过头往猫眼外边看，有两个在凸镜中有些变形的穿着警察制服的男子站在门口。我刚把门锁拧开，那个黑脸壮汉一闪身抢了进来，他推门的力道之大以至于门扉差点砸到我的脸上。
                                                                                                                                                                “你小子昨天晚上装得还很像那么回事哦，出了人命撒丫子就溜，快穿好衣服跟我们走。”
                                                                                                                                                                他凶巴巴地冲我吼道。
                                                                                                                                                                我一脸茫然，“什么人命呀？”
                                                                                                                                                                那个后进来的斯文警察比较和蔼可亲，“昨晚富丽岛夜总会斗殴事件被捅的那人死在医院了，打电话叫你过去的女孩说什么也不开口，非说要见你。收拾收拾跟我们去分局吧，算是协助调查。”
                                                                                                                                                                在这个世界上能跟警察较劲儿的，一是警察的爹娘，二是警察的婆娘。而我二者皆不是，于是只好乖乖穿好衣服跟他们上路。
                                                                                                                                                                警车就停在楼下，是一辆白色帕萨特。在楼下邻居和路人纳闷的目光注视下，我则像被匪军抓获的地下党员一样高昂着头穿过甬道，跟在斯文警察的屁股后面钻进车的后座。黑胖子警察随后挤在我旁边，使劲带上车门。这个家伙身上有一股子浓重的膻味，就像是几个月没洗澡给捂馊了似的，弄得我一个劲儿抽抽鼻子，强忍着没打出个大喷嚏。
                                                                                                                   

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