reckless detective

Chapter 270 Escape! (4)

morning peak.

Wu Cuo has not squeezed through the subway for a long time.

Since sharing the rent with Yan Ruyu, he has fully realized how important it is to live in a good location. Of course, the price is that two-thirds of the monthly salary is used to pay the rent.

Wu Cuo sighed, thinking that he might not be able to save enough for his wife in his life.

Yan Ruyu proposed not to charge rent.

"What do you want to do? Meat compensation is absolutely impossible!" Wu Cuo put his hands on his chest and said cowardly.

"Meat compensation?" Yan Ruyu looked him up and down, and said solemnly: "You are not my type, you... have no breasts."

"I wipe!"

Wu Cuo began to regret teasing him, and he couldn't catch the stalk he threw out, which was embarrassing.

"Do me a favor, the rent will be free from now on." Yan Ruyu said seriously.

"I guess...it's not a good thing, right? It's definitely not something that money can solve, it must be very troublesome..."

"Teach people Sanda."

"Ah? Teach...you... Sanda? You finally got the hang of it? Give up the life of a dead house, there is no future, and practicing hard is the right way in the world..."

Yan Ruyu rubbed her temples helplessly, "It's not teaching me, it's teaching others!"

"Not interested." Wu made a mistake and lay down on the sofa bed in the living room.

"It's someone you know, don't you think about it?"

"Who?" Wu made the mistake of inquiring about the other party's identity, just because he was a little puzzled, since he knew him, why didn't he come to him directly, and had to go through Yan Ruyu.

Could it be that I look more cunning and cunning than Yan Ruyu, not easy to speak?It shouldn't be.

He sneaked a glance at Yan Ruyu, but couldn't figure out the answer in his heart.

"Don't guess, the case of the death of the mastermind of the Ponzi scheme, do you remember?"

"The murderer's name is Sun Lili, right? He's a drug addict, I remember." Wu wrongly said.

"Then do you remember that kid?"

"Oh, he—" Wu wrongly nodded, "That kid who I dragged out of the KTV, led us home, and helped us catch Sun Lili?"

"It's because he wants to learn Sanda."

"Little kid," Wu Cuo waved his hand, "what are you doing learning this thing? Bullying people at school?"

"According to him, because he wanted to be a policeman. And people also said that you must come to teach him. You have become his idol."

"I don't want to teach a second-generation ancestor who bullies men and women."

"It's not just the child's meaning. His father also supports him, probably because he thinks...you can teach his son well."

"I agree." Wu Cuo suddenly changed his tune.

"Yo...so easy to agree?" Yan Ruyu raised her eyebrows.

"After all, only a very small number of people can see the radiance of my golden personality. They are very discerning." Wu mistakenly patted Yan Ruyu on the shoulder, "Comrade Xiao Yan, you have to learn more from others."

"Pfft——" Yan Ruyu rarely pushed him, "Then it's a deal, you take time to be a coach for others, and the rent will be waived in the future, and I will help you agree."

"I have a question," Wu Cuo said, "What is the price you negotiated with them?"

"Business secrets, no comment."

"Why do I feel that my worth far exceeds the rent, you must have taken a layer of skin from it." Wu Cuo curled his lips, "I regret it a bit."

"Hmph, it's late." Yan Ruyu took a few sheets of paper from the printer, and signed on them, "The deed of sale has been signed for you."

"What the hell?" Wu mistakenly took a few pieces of paper and saw that it was a contract, "I still need to sign a contract for this matter? When did you become my agent? Are you still fully responsible?!"

Yan Ruyu shrugged, "It's always good to go through the process, after all, the other party is a businessman, so just leave it alone, and you won't suffer."

Wu Cuo was too lazy to read the rules, so he returned some papers to Yan Ruyu.

"But let's say it first, before the case of Five Lives is solved, I can't have this leisure time."

"Well, I've considered this situation, and the other party will go according to your time."

……

When the subway arrived at the World Trade Center Station, a large group of people had to get off the train, and even more people had to squeeze into the train.

Wu Cuo put away his thoughts and got out of the car with the flow of people, ignoring the stinky sweat that was squeezed out.

When he arrived on the platform, he looked down at his phone, pretending to be an office worker, but his eyes were already fixed on a thin figure.

In the subway station, besides the office workers, there are also school children. Most of the children are wearing school uniforms—the kind of dark blue or light blue sportswear.

There is an in-between shade of blue. At first glance, you would think that he is also a student in a school uniform, but a closer look reveals the difference.

Not only did he not have a schoolbag on his back, he was not in a hurry to squeeze on the subway, but he shuttled around in the crowd, running from one side of the platform to the other in a while, and when he passed a car, he made another diagonal pass.

If you look closely at his appearance, he has thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, and a high nose bridge, a typical appearance of the ethnic minorities in Northwest China.

People are crowded, even if they are touched by this child, no one will notice the small movements of his hands.

When I find that my wallet is missing, I am afraid I have already taken the subway to other stations.

Wu Cuo watched the child like a fish in water, and stole three wallets in a row in a short while.

According to his temper, he wanted to catch the child a long time ago, but he held back.The task this time is to follow the vine and find the person who controls these children.

Stealing like this, the child's trouser pockets will soon become bulging.

He skilfully slid towards the subway exit and met a middle-aged man smoking a cigarette at the subway entrance.

The two came to the hidden place at the base of the wall, and the child took out two stacks of wallets from his pocket, and quickly stuffed them into a pocket in the middle-aged man's hand.

After the handover, the child turned around and got into the subway station again.

The man looked around and put his hand into his pocket. After some movement, he walked to a nearby trash can and skillfully threw all his wallets into it.

He had already taken out all the money and put it in his pocket.

Looking at the wallet that was casually thrown away, Wu Cuo was furious.

Losing a little money is a small matter, but those who lost their ID cards and bank cards are so troublesome.

Wu Cuo once again suppressed the desire to arrest someone, entered the KFC next to the subway station, ordered breakfast, sat by the window, and silently watched the man.

From 07:30 to 09:30, in two hours, the kid sent out the wallet three times in total.

Wu Cuo watched helplessly as the handle pocket in the man's hand slowly bulged from a shriveled state.

At 09:30, the two finished work and entered KFC.

As soon as the child entered the door, he found a seat with ease, and the man went to order two breakfasts. The two ate in silence, and neither of them spoke.

After finishing eating, the child whispered something. Wu Cuo sat not far from the two of them. He was sure that it was a language he didn't understand.

The man didn't answer, but just gave the child a stern look and waved his hand.

He carried the bag in one hand, grabbed the child with the other, and left.

(End of this chapter)