Chapter 14 The Doomsday of the Black Flying Gang (Part 1)
One bad thing about taking the bus is that it is very crowded. It’s okay in the morning. After school at 5pm in the evening, it’s the rush hour for work, so every time I take the bus, it’s basically a “crowded bus”. Fortunately, Wang Ai is young,
He found a corner to stand, and Li Lin stood outside to resist the pressure of the crowd, so Wang Ai was doing pretty well.
There are no late-stage perverted exhibitionists on buses these days, but there is also a stubborn problem, and that is thieves. On the southern ring road from the entrance of a high school to the public security bureau community, a theft gang has been entrenched all year round, called Hei Fei. The leader
His name is He Fei, and he is nicknamed Hei Fei because he looks dark.
It was mid-November. Wang Ai got on the bus with the ball in his arms and found a single seat, so he sat down. Li Lin stood beside him as usual, protecting him with his body. Going to high school was no different than before. Wang Ai was
It is equivalent to two years of resuming classes in the third year of high school. According to the actual level, in the dream, I have been doing writing work all year round, and my Chinese is better than when I took the college entrance examination. History and politics are actually better. But mathematics, physics, chemistry, and English are undoubtedly better.
It has regressed. Wang Ai wants to take the liberal arts route, so physics and chemistry are not considered, but mathematics and English require great efforts. Although he has the tenacity of an adult and a more three-dimensional and high-end view of knowledge, his solid work is
It’s indispensable. So after half the semester of high school, Wang Ai also felt pressed for time and mentally exhausted.
When passing by No. 201 Hospital, the person in the seat in front of me was replaced by a lady in her fifties with gray hair tied into a bun. She was carrying a small floral cloth bag and looked tired. At first glance, the countryside was still quite far away.
Maybe he came from the ravine, he should be visiting the inpatients of No. 201 Hospital. There is also Wang Ai's flower shop in front of No. 201 Hospital. This is a military hospital with good technology and low fees.
Wang Ai glanced at it and didn't look any further, and continued to close his eyes and rest.
After about ten minutes of fooling around, someone suddenly said in my ear: "Where is my wallet? Which comrade has seen my wallet? A small gray calico bag? Who saw it? Who saw it?"
As soon as Wang Ai opened her eyes, she saw the aunt in front of her leaning sideways, looking imploringly at the people around her. The flower cloth bag had been torn, and inside besides some rags there was an enamel jar.
If anyone around you is interested, ask this old lady.
This old lady is from Xiabahui, more than thirty miles away from the city. The whole family saved the tuition for their grandson to go to the mountains to pick hazelnuts. The old man broke his leg, so the old lady came to the city every day with her bag to sell hazelnuts for ten yuan a day.
The eight-yuan man continued to save for his grandson's school fees, and at the same time he paid the old man's medical bills. Today happened to be the time to pay the hospitalization fee, so he brought more than five hundred yuan. As a result, the hospital only charged two hundred yuan, and other families did not charge it today. For several days
I felt a little sleepy after getting in the car from exhaustion. Unexpectedly, I suddenly felt the bag in my arms loosen. When I opened my eyes again, I felt that the wallet in the bag was gone.
Wang Ai knew very well that Xiabahui was a mountain village in the eastern mountainous area, the poorest in Liaoyang. The transportation was very inconvenient. Even ten years after the new century, there were still some people who could not afford to wear clothes and lived in thatched adobe houses. In
In the 1990s, you had to take the risk of harvesting hazelnuts and pine nuts in autumn to get some money. Not to mention the high risk, you could only get a total of 200 to 300 yuan at most. This 500 yuan is not only the family's savings.
, there are probably still a lot of borrowed money. With this loss, the whole family is not only back to before liberation, but directly back to the late Qing Dynasty!
Wang Ai cleared his throat and said: "Whoever took the money, please secretly throw it on the ground. We won't find out who you are. It's not easy for the old lady and her family. This little money is just for you to eat, drink and smoke."
Yes, it is life-saving money for others. Who took it? Hurry up!"
The people around were silent.
Wang Ai stood up holding the ball and scanned the people around him. Suddenly he found a very elegant man with gold-rimmed glasses secretly squeezing toward the rear door. He looked like he was dressed as a government employee, but his eyes were darting around.
Wang Ai suddenly pointed in this direction: "You! Don't move, take out your wallet!"
Wang Ai just tried to scare him. He wasn't sure if it was the gold-rimmed glasses, and he wasn't even sure if the thief was still in the car. But these days, thieves are often more arrogant and would not get out of the car after stealing one, so Wang Ai used a bluff.
The gold-rimmed glasses turned back sharply without saying a word, but the ferocious light in his eyes was already revealed. Wang Ai was not afraid at this moment, and pointed directly at the gold-rimmed glasses: "You, take out the money, and don't let me call the police to arrest you! I remember.
That’s how you look!”
The man with gold-rimmed glasses suddenly rushed over: "Fuck you, you bastard, how dare you meddle in other people's business!"
Li Lin didn't say a word, and stood between the two of them. It was difficult to punch with so many people in the car, so Li Lin raised his right arm, raised his elbow from bottom to top to the chin of the gold-rimmed glasses, and raised his head to raise the gold-rimmed glasses.
Then he fell down and dropped the briefcase in his hand.
Unexpectedly, the gold-rimmed glasses were just one of the thieves. There was also an ambush in the front compartment. While Li Lin was blocking the gold-rimmed glasses, he also rushed over and slapped Wang Ai on the back of the head who was looking at the gold-rimmed glasses.
Wang Ai's face slammed into the bus window. There was a steel rod handrail in the middle of the window, and Wang Ai's face hit hard.
At this time, Wang Ai's mind was confused. He had forgotten this in his enthusiasm. Bus thieves these days all come in groups. Some are responsible for stealing, some are responsible for stopping, and some are dedicated as thugs.
When someone was stolen, they used violence to shut you up. If you dared to show off and beat you, if you resisted fiercely, the knife was taken out, so there were many injured.
When Wang Ai regained consciousness, he saw his nose bleeding through the bus window. When he turned around, he saw that Li Lin was already fighting with the gold-rimmed glasses and the second thief.
Li Lin is going crazy! Eat other people's food, use other people's food, and take other people's food. They don't ask for anything else, they just let you accompany them to and from school, and they give you 800 a month! It's great now, the little genius's head is banged
He got on the iron bar, this is a genius' brain! So Li Lin took advantage of his fate. Use his elbows, knees, whatever you want. This move is forbidden in the army, and you can kill someone if you are not careful.
But what does Li Lin care about now? Besides, two more people came out from the opposite side, and one of them hit four, and it was impossible not to risk his life.
Wang Ai put the ball in the old lady's arms, touched the schoolbag with his right hand, squatted down, pressed his fingers, a popping sound was heard, and blue light came out. He stretched out his arm, and something about the size of a razor touched a thief's hand.
Legs. This guy's whole body shook. Wang Ai was afraid that it wouldn't work, so he stabbed three more times. The guy just fell to the ground and twitched without saying a word. Wang Ai quickly started stabbing the other three, and the last one fell to the ground.
Before Wang Ai could poke him, the last one asked Li Lin to grab his shoulders with both hands, push his knees to his chest, and lay down with a cry.
Li Lin and Wang Ai looked around and saw that there were no other thieves. Wang Ai asked: "How are you, Brother Li Lin, are you injured?"
Li Lin shook his head: "It's okay!"
Wang Ai saw that Li Lin had several bruises on his face and the back of his hands was covered in blood. He thought it was just a skin injury and didn't ask any questions.
"Here are you. You tie them up and give them a few more shocks to prevent them from pretending to be dead." Wang Ai handed the 200,000-volt miniature electric baton to Li Lin. He turned to face the window glass and looked at his face.
and nose.
The nosebleed was still bleeding, but not so much. Wang Ai took out the toilet paper from his schoolbag, rolled it into a roll and stuffed it in. Then he raised his head and went to the bus driver. He said angrily: "Master driver, please drive to the nearest place."
The police station.”
The driver was in a bit of a dilemma. Drivers in this era were ordinary employees of the bus company with meager incomes. They did not dare to confront these violent theft gangs. In many cases, they knew exactly who the thief was. It was not until the emergence of contracted vehicles in the new century that they
, the driver has also started to get rich and powerful, so he dares to take the initiative to remind passengers to pay attention to theft when he sees a thief on the bus. He doesn't dare yet.
"Master driver, don't be afraid! I promise you, I will take care of everything. These guys will definitely not get out this time if it doesn't last ten or eight years." Seeing that the driver was still a little hesitant, he simply took out his student ID card and said, "I am a student.
I’m not afraid of high school students, so what are you afraid of?”
The driver called Wang Ai. The little boy was so excited that he nodded, turned the steering wheel, and went straight to the Qingnian Street Police Station.
Wang Ai turned around and saw four guys lying on the ground with their hands tied. Li Lin was upset and stabbed them with an electric baton. He went up and patted Li Lin and ordered: "Search him."
Li Lin started to touch the briefcase with gold-rimmed glasses and the other three bodies. He looked at it: Oops! There were about thirty wallets, including a shabby gray calico bag, just inside the briefcase with gold-rimmed glasses.
Here, this guy dressed up as a group of five or six people is responsible for receiving stolen goods. No wonder he was in a hurry to get out of the car just now.
In the Qingnian Street Police Station, Wang Ai was sitting in the household registration room, raising his head to control his nosebleeds. A female police officer in her thirties on duty was accompanying her, helping to change papers and so on. There was a lot of commotion outside the household registration room, and no passengers in the car were left.
The next few witnesses and the bus driver also ran away, leaving the old lady behind. She had no choice but to keep her wallet as evidence at the police station. Besides, the old lady was willing to risk everything. If she couldn't get the money back today, she would hang herself.
There is only one way to go. Two young men are helping me without any reason. How can I be a coward? Even an old lady in the mountains has strong bones.
The deputy director on duty at Qingnian Street Police Station knows both Wang Ai and these thieves. He knows Wang Ai because they both live in the same community. They all know that this little boy was the top scorer in the high school entrance examination last year and is very powerful. And these thieves are habitual criminals.
!We are arranging a police pre-trial at this moment.
Not long after the meeting, the brakes of the taxi sounded outside. Wang Bin, Ai Xiaoqing and three guards rushed in and asked Wang Ai anxiously: "How is it? What's going on?"
At this moment, Wang Ai not only had nose bleeding, but also his face was swollen. He wanted to smile and touch the wound, but his face twisted in pain: "I acted bravely, and a few thieves stole the life-saving money of a mountain lady."
Ai Xiaoqing burst into tears when she saw her son like this.
The three guards who came in were scolding Li Lin in a low voice, but Wang Ai noticed and stopped him: "Although protecting me is the first priority, acting bravely when facing justice is also what a hero should do, not to mention that what happened today is mine.
It’s not Brother Li Lin’s fault for causing it.”
Wang Bin took a deep breath, said nothing, turned around and went out to ask the deputy director about the situation. The deputy director grinned: "What happened today is really dangerous. Director Wang, come and take a look." With that, he went to the disposal.
He took out a plastic bag from the room, which contained two large daggers and four small knives, all of which were very fast. Wang Bin was so frightened that he took a breath of cold air. If you take these things out, you will either die or be injured. This is a rural area.
The thing about pig-killing guys is that killing people and bleeding them is just like having fun.
"In your opinion, how will these people be dealt with?"
"From the perspective of my authority, this matter is considered theft and provoking trouble, and will result in half a year of forced labor."
