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Chapter five hundred and twentieth eight frightened

The person has disappeared, even if Fang Le knows kung fu, there is nothing he can do. It is not so easy to find someone in this era.

However, after losing his cell phone, Fang Le did not treat it as if nothing happened, but took Zhang Xiyue to the nearby police station to report the case.

Fang Le himself doesn't care much about a mobile phone, but if something is lost, he still has to report it to the police. I don't care about anything and just pretend it didn't happen. Isn't it an indulgence in some things?

As for whether the police station tried its best and whether it can be recovered, those are two different things.

The police station heard that Fang Le's mobile phone had been robbed, but they didn't dare to be careless. After all, mobile phones are not cheap these days, and it is not easy for people to have mobile phones.

However, when they heard that Fang Le was a doctor at Xijing Hospital, the police station became more casual. Perhaps the police thought it was a public mobile phone that Fang Le had brought with him when he went out to do errands.

It's not that public things are unimportant, but if Fang Le was just a junior doctor at Xijing Hospital, he would have treated this matter with a different attitude.

I have to admit that in many cases, the size of a case is not determined by the value, but by the identity of the owner.

"I didn't expect big cities to be so chaotic, with people grabbing things in broad daylight."

After walking out of the police station, Zhang Xiyue held Fang Le's arm and talked.

"Actually, the bigger the city, the more things happen."

Fang Le said with a smile: "It is said that the temple is small and the demons are strong, and the pond is shallow and there are many bastards. In a small place, no matter how many things there are, there are only so many things to do and the benefits are only so little."

People say that unruly people come out of poor mountains and poor waters. In fact, what kind of unruly people can come out of small rural areas?

Take Fangjiaping as an example. The relationship between neighbors is at most because you occupy a little more of my foundation and he planted some of my crops. Today the sheep of the west family eat the vegetables of the east family, and tomorrow the cat of the east family eats the west family.

chicken.

It was just such a trivial incident, and the commotion was nothing more than two people with their arms akimbo yelling at each other in the alley, criticizing this one and criticizing that one.

If it goes too far, just grab it twice and kick it twice.

After all, it's just that little thing that won't cause any loss of life.

But in big cities, it's different. Especially in this era, murders, arson, and robberies are not uncommon.

Fang Le remembered reading some posts on the Internet. Around two thousand years ago, Shanghai was quite chaotic because there were many factories and many migrant workers, and most of them were originally recruited from rural areas. When they arrived in the city, they gathered together.

It's quite scary to make a fuss.

Some idle people gathered near the factory to rob and fight.

It's just that Fang Le didn't expect that his phone would be robbed for the first time when he came to Shanghai.

"Buy you a new mobile phone?"

Zhang Xiyue looked at Fang Le with a smile: "I have money."

"ah!"

Fang Le suddenly became happy: "This feeling came instantly, and I immediately felt the happiness of being a pretty girl."

...

The motorcycle was racing all the way, entered an alley, and rushed directly into a courtyard.

This area is full of old private houses in Shanghai, and illegal construction is quite serious. There are some erected buildings everywhere and all kinds of things are placed randomly.

"Gangzi and Sanwa are back!"

In the yard, several young people were tying gold flowers. There was a large pile of bills in front of each of them, mostly in denominations of fifty cents and one dollar.

"Brother Fei, I got something good today."

As he spoke, the young man named Gangzi jumped off the back of the motorcycle, took out the snatched mobile phone and waved it to several people: "I haven't seen it very often, this is not a little brother."

Fang Le's mobile phone was only released in China this year, and Li Wanjiang used special channels when he gave it to Fang Le.

This mobile phone will be launched in China this year, priced at more than 2,000.

A mobile phone cost more than 2,000 yuan. At this time in 1995, not many people could afford it or were willing to buy it.

This was the first time for all the men in the yard to see such a sophisticated mobile phone.

"It's so exquisite. Is this a mobile phone?"

Fei Ge took the phone from Gangzi's hand and looked at it carefully.

"This is a rare item. It costs at least more than two thousand yuan."

A young man beside him looked at his mobile phone and said.

"Sanwa and Gangzi are doing well this time."

Feige praised.

After getting such a thing back, even if it can be sold for a thousand yuan, today's harvest is quite rich.

While talking, Brother Fei turned on his phone.

At this time, such compact mobile phones were rare. Gangzi snatched the phone without turning it off. Niu Baohua was still talking to Fang Le at that time, but Gangzi didn't pay attention and stuffed it directly into his pocket.

Niu Baohua called a few times but got no response. He thought it was because there was no signal, so he didn't pay attention.

So the phone is still on at the moment.

Brother Fei turned on his phone, and several people gathered around to look at it curiously.

Although the mobile phone is small and compact, it does not have many functions. It can only make calls and send messages, but it is really nothing interesting.

Fei Ge pressed it and found the address book.

The phone book of this mobile phone can store a hundred numbers. Fang Le didn't store many numbers, but they were some key people.

For example, Chu Jianlin of Union Hospital, Meng Qingfei of Yanjing Hospital, Niu Baohua of Shanghai Hospital, Chen Guozhi of Jiangzhong Municipal Bureau, Mu Xuehui, the big boss of Qinzhou Province, etc.

A group of people nearby watched Fei Ge browse the phone book, and their eyes widened as they watched.

Meng Qingfei, Niu Baohua and others, Fang Le all saved their names, directly Chu Jianlin and Meng Qingfei, but Mu Xuehui's save was Boss Mu, and Chen Guozhi's save was Bureau Chen...

"Bureau Chen?"

"Boss Mu?"

Fei Ge saw the names stored in the phone book and almost dropped the phone in his hand.

For a moment, the faces of several people nearby turned a little pale.

"Sanwa, Gangzi, where did you get this thing?"

Fei Ge's voice was trembling a little.

A group of them were engaged in robberies in Shanghai, and they often changed places. They were doing things that were illegal and indiscipline. They were chased everywhere by the police, and it was not uncommon for some of them to be caught occasionally.

But Mu Xuehui's level is beyond what Fei Ge and others can imagine.

First Bureau Chen, and then Boss Mu. The title "Secretary" doesn't mean much, but Bureau Chen, Secretary, and such a mobile phone are already worth a lot of money, which immediately frightened Brother Fei.

"It's just a man and a woman. They don't look like anything special."

Gangzi was also a little unsure.

"It's really nothing special. The accent sounds like a foreign accent."

Sanwa also said: "Maybe he's not a big shot?"

"Definitely not a big shot."

Someone on the side took the mobile phone: "Bullshit Boss Mu, bullshit Director Chen, maybe he is the town secretary, we are afraid of a ball."

While several people were talking, their cell phones suddenly rang, making several people tremble again.

Han Shengxue was at the phone booth near the airport exit, looking left and right while calling Fang Le: "This guy..."

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