reckless detective

Chapter 271 Escape! (5)

Two people, one big and one small, went into the subway station again, this time not to steal, but to take the subway.

Wu Cuo followed closely behind, and got on the same subway with a carriage separated, and followed the two to the station in the city center.

Feixia Road.A famous pedestrian street in Beijing.

Both sides of the street are full of special snacks, as well as small commodities with Beijing characteristics, which is a must-see street for foreign tourists.

It was still early now, and the stalls had just been deserted earlier, the merchants opened their stores one after another, and the old-fashioned rickshaws on the roadside also came out.

Rickshaw is certainly not a means of transportation, but a tourist feature.

For 10 yuan, you can sit on it and take pictures, and the driver will pose in various poses in coordination. For 50 yuan, you can be dragged around Feixia Road.

The man and the child arrived at Feixia Road. The man sat down at a stall selling large bowls of tea, ordered a bowl of tea, and drank slowly.

There used to be a kind of person in teahouses called tea putty, which means that a cup of tea can be brewed from morning to night. This man is probably a tea putty.

The child stood silently in a corner, unnoticed.

Wu Cuo stopped near the rickshaw master, just in time to hear the discussion of the two rickshaw masters.

"Look, here we go again."

"Hmph, why don't you come someday? Didn't I say that the police are all idlers?"

"That's right, it's a good pedestrian street, but it's made into a mess by these people."

"Keep your voice down," another rickshaw driver interjected and reminded, "Have you forgotten what happened to Lao Li? These people can't be messed with! The police? Humph, I think the police also wear the same trousers as them. "

"By the way, have you gone to see Lao Li?"

"Yeah, how is he? Is he seriously injured?"

The two who started the conversation pressed on.

"Someone's spleen was broken, what else can I do, not to mention a useless person, this person can't do without any organ, just look at it, there will be a lot of troubles in the future... So I just Tell me, don't mess with them, don't talk about them if you have nothing to do. Thieves have their own ways, let's not interfere with each other, and the wife can make money peacefully."

Wu Cuo interjected: "Master, how much is your car for a day?"

"500 a day." The first person who mentioned Lao Li responded positively.

"It's cheaper, and you don't need to pull the cart."

Behind Wu Cuo, Yan Ruyu's voice sounded.

The two looked at each other, Yan Ruyu asked briefly: "Did you follow?"

That means, did he follow the thief here?

"Well, I'm here." Wu Cuo replied.

The two of them don't need to explain their words, everything is tacit.

The rickshaw driver obviously cared more about business, and asked, "I don't need to pull the cart? What do you mean?"

Yan Ruyu pointed at Wu Cuo, "Give him the overalls, and he will be the driver."

"This……"

"I won't bargain with you anymore. Let me tell you about Lao Li. It's a story for us. This deal is worth it no matter what."

"You two... are you?" The rickshaw master was a little uncertain about Yan Ruyu's intentions.

"We, third-rate writers, make a living by writing stories."

"That's it, that's no problem!"

With money to make and no need to work hard, the coachman rolled up his arms and sleeves, as if he wanted to tell a story to repay the two of them.

"Did you see that kid? The one in blue." The coachman raised his chin to the kid.

"Yeah." The two nodded.

"That little thief is amazing, as soon as you pass by him, in the blink of an eye, your wallet and phone are gone.

I have been in this business for five or six years. I don’t know how many owners I have met. The past two years have been better. Everyone has paid with their mobile phones, and they can’t take much money with them. With tens of thousands of cash on him, he felt like committing suicide once it was stolen. "

Wu Cuo frowned, "You mean, these thieves were here a few years ago? The kids were only a little older then?"

"It's only six or seven years old. Don't look at six or seven-year-old children. They are good at stealing things. In addition, tourists are unprepared for these children, so it's easy to succeed."

"Then what happened to Old Li?"

"Hey, it's not his bad temper.

We have a tacit understanding with these thieves. Everyone is looking for a living in this place, so don’t make things difficult for anyone. We see them stealing things, and we have the right to pretend that we didn’t see them, but as long as they are tourists in rickshaws, they don’t come to steal. Keep us out of trouble.

The newcomer, Lao Li, didn't follow the rules. When he saw children stealing things, he would remind them loudly, and he would make these thieves angry.

As the old saying goes, cutting someone's fortune is like killing one's parents. Can those thieves let it go?
I didn't see it with my own eyes, I just heard it.About a month ago, after we finished work—it was usually dark when we finished work, Lao Li took the subway home as usual. Not long after leaving the subway station, he was walking when he suddenly stopped on the side of the road. A van, four or five people got off, and they couldn't help but be punched and kicked.

After beating Lao Li and passed out on the side of the road, these people stopped and left in the car.

Fortunately, a passer-by called 120 to send Lao Li to the hospital, which was regarded as saving his life.Unfortunately, the spleen ruptured and was removed.

When I went to visit him, Lao Li told me that those people scolded him for meddling in his own business, and said they would teach him a severe lesson to see if he dared to catch a thief in the future.

Hearing this, it must be the thieves in this area who did it, it must be the adults who are in charge of these children! "

"Have you seen these grown-ups?"

"Here, that." The rickshaw driver pouted towards the big bowl of tea stand.

"Just him? Are there any more?"

"My lord, I've only seen him before. As for the little thief... Hehe, over there, here we go again."

At the exit of the subway station, a child of an ethnic minority came out. He raised his chin at the man in the tea stand from a distance as a greeting, and then walked over to the child of an ethnic minority who had arrived here earlier.

The two children got together, lowered their heads and said something to each other.

The rickshaw master explained: "I have only met such a grown-up in total. He should be in charge of keeping watch over these little thieves. Well... in total... there should be six or seven little thieves. I haven't counted them in detail."

"Has it always been these people? Has the child changed? Look carefully, are they all familiar faces?"

"Yeah, I look down every day and don't see him when I look up. I'm sure I'm familiar... Why do you ask this?" The rickshaw driver was puzzled.

"Don't the police care?" Wu Cuo hurriedly changed the subject.

"Care? How? What's the use of catching a few dolls, and they have to be released after two days?
Don't talk about petty theft, Lao Li's spleen was broken, so no one cares about it?The police also reported it, but the police said that they could not prove that the people who beat him were these thieves.

Damn, isn't this bullshit? If Lao Li can prove it himself, why do we need the police? ..."

Yan Ruyu patted Wu Cuo on the shoulder, signaling him not to show his emotions.

Wu Cuo kept a smile on his face, "Thank you for telling us this, it's a good story."

The words were squeezed from between the teeth.

The coachman collected 500 yuan, gave Wu Cuo the distinctive yellow vest, and asked the two for a deposit of 500 yuan.

"Just return the car before 8:[-] p.m.." While speaking, he looked at his colleagues beside him proudly.

Taking a day off and earning 500 yuan for nothing is indeed something to be proud of.

At 12 o'clock in the morning, a total of 6 children came. When Wu Cuo pulled the car on the road, the children also started their "work" for the day.

(End of this chapter)