The more I listened, the more mysterious it became. Just when I was about to ask more questions, the old man was already snoring.

That night, I could barely sleep. I was just beginning to feel confused when I was woken up by the sound of the door opening.

"Who is Sanqi?"

I sat up with a start and subconsciously looked across the way. The strange old man was still sleeping.

"Old sir, what's your name?"

What responded to me was a loud purring sound.

I was taken to the office. The stern-haired policeman from yesterday handed me a piece of paper and a pen and told me to sign and leave.

I quickly signed my name and then asked: "Have you checked it out?"

The other party nodded: "In the morning, we contacted the owner of the restaurant according to the phone number you gave us to prove that what you said is true. Coincidentally, two of my other colleagues went to the police last night to deal with... a case of corruption.

During the investigation, I found the two men and one woman you mentioned. At that time, my colleagues thought they were suspicious and took them directly to the hospital for examination. It was confirmed that all three of them had taken a large amount of illegal drugs."

He looked at me with a half-smile, and continued: "What's even more coincidental is that the two people who fought with you yesterday, one is the assistant of one of the men, and the other is the driver."

I suddenly realized, "Is this intentional revenge on me?"

The other party was noncommittal, but the expression on his face became a little strange, "Do you know the old man I sent in last night?"

I nodded, shook my head quickly, and simply told me what happened when I met the old man yesterday.

The other party's expression was even more inexplicable and weird, "So, he probably helped you to repay a favor?"

"What do you mean?" I was confused.

The police said: "Last night we received a call saying that someone was playing hooligans in front of an entertainment venue. A bad old man in ragged clothes was holding less than a third of a bottle and cost five yuan a bottle of three grains.

He touched a woman's buttocks. Originally, the security guard at that place could handle the matter, but the old man directly used a wine bottle to open the ladle for one of the men wearing earrings. So, we received the call

emergency call."

"Sanliangye costs five yuan..."

I finally understood why his expression was so strange.

After my brain was confused for a while, I wanted to ask the police:

"Can I see that old man again? He...is he a meritorious prosecutor? Should he be let go?"

The policeman scratched Ban Cun's head, shook his head and said: "Every code is a code. When you say it, I think it's quite evil. But it's true that he touched the woman's body and smashed her head open."

It's over! Even if the other party doesn't pursue the case deliberately, he will have to be detained for at least a few days. So, I have recorded your mobile phone number, and I will give you a call when his matter comes to an end. "

It can be seen that he is somewhat interested in this matter.

It's just a meat and vegetable lunch box, plus five yuan.

I was framed and imprisoned in revenge. It so happened that an old beggar man bought a bottle of inferior wine for five yuan. After drinking too much, he touched a woman's buttocks and even had the audacity to open her head.

Then, with their keen intuition, the police officers followed the clues and caught the person who framed me, and cleared my wrongdoing...

Anyone who hears this matter will probably think it is a fantasy.

Finally, I asked Ban Cun Tou if he could tell me the old man’s name.

He threw three words to me - Yang Wudao.

…

In the next few days, I thought about this from time to time.

The police didn't call me. As time went by, the hard work began to fade away.

This afternoon, I went to the restaurant to work as usual.

The landlady came to me and said: Don't stay in the store this afternoon, go to the train station and help me refund the train ticket.

It turns out that the boss and his wife originally planned to go out of town tomorrow, but something unexpected happened and they changed their itinerary. The tickets were issued at the ticket office, and you can only go to the train station to get a refund.

I looked at the time and hurriedly went out.

There was a long queue at the train station's ticket refund window, and it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when the tickets were refunded.

I thought about going to the restroom first, then returning to the store, and giving the money for the refund to the proprietress, without delaying my dinner in the evening.

After waiting in line for more than two hours, I was quite exhausted.

After I came out of the restroom and walked out of the ticket hall, a policeman driving a battery car stopped me.

The policeman didn't say anything and just pointed at me.

I looked down for no reason, and my head suddenly stopped.

My hand went into the pocket of my jeans and my fingers came out from underneath. I said to the police in a stern voice: My wallet was stolen.

"Come with us."

I followed to the police room, filled out two forms, and reported lost property.

Then, the policeman took out a wallet in a sealed bag and handed it to me, and said in a sympathetic tone:

"The wallet was found by the cleaning staff in the toilet trash can. The money... is gone. Fortunately, the ID card and bank card are still there."

When I walked out of the train station, I felt like crying.

I found an ATM, inserted two cards, and finally went to the counter and took out all the money I could.

A total of three hundred and fifty-two.

I was really about to cry. My salary was just paid the day before yesterday and I just sent money to my father. This month’s living expenses, together with the refund money, were all stolen.

The boss lady's money can be deducted next month. Will these three hundred yuan be enough for me to survive for a month?

I wanted to curse and curse the whole family of the bastard who stole my money, but in the end all I could do was open my wallet and carefully put the money I took out.

I closed my wallet with a wry smile and walked out of the bank. Leng Buding stretched out a broken plastic bowl next to me and said, "Good people are rewarded, so please give two..."

I saw that the beggar's face was more rosy than mine, so I looked around, then took a "Kaifengcai" Coke cup from the trash can nearby, opened the lid and threw it away, then raised the disposable cup in front of the beggar's eyes and shook it.

:

"Okay, please give me some. One or two cents is not too little, and thirty-five thousand is not too much. I'm almost out of money!"

The beggar looked at me with contempt, casually took out two steel dices from his bowl, threw them into my cup, and cursed a very unpleasant word.

I didn't even have the energy to fight with him. When I saw him turning away "arrogantly", I curled my lips and lowered my eyes to look into the cup.

Oh, what a big deal, not only silver but also gold.

Ordinarily, no matter how shameless I am, I will not eat the food that comes to me, but I once told me that even if there is a penny on the ground, you have to pick it up. Otherwise, the God of Wealth will think that you are not short of money and will not favor you in the future.

Based on this principle, I took out the steel coin, shook off the Coke, and was about to put it in my pocket. Suddenly I saw the back of the beggar who was asking for money from others, and my heart suddenly shook.

Two steel coins, one fifty cents and one ten cents.
Chapter completed!