The police station is nearby and Zhang Junjie will be here soon.
Looking at the young man lying on the ground as miserable as the car thief last time, his expression was extremely complicated.
I couldn't help but look at Cen Li, "He's like this...did you hit him?"
"No, he had a guilty conscience and failed to run well, so he fell." Cen Li said confidently.
Zhang Junjie glanced at the footprints on the young man's back and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Huang Xiulan lowered her head and said nothing.
What can she do? She can't undermine her own daughter.
Besides, if it weren't for her daughter, she would have lost a hundred yuan today. Her daughter is a great hero and must be protected no matter what.
"You're talking nonsense. I still have your footprints on my back!" The young man was still rational and cried with snot and tears. "Uncle policeman, you have to make the decision for me. She beats people. She is so cruel."
Zhang Junjie was speechless when he heard the young man calling him "Uncle Policeman". He was calling this from a child. You, a big man, are taking advantage of him, aren't you?
"Girl, what are you talking about?" You can tell by comparing the footprints, Zhang Junjie can't obviously take sides.
"Oh, that's because he ran away and fell. I was chasing him too fast and didn't stop, so I stepped on him." What Cen Li said was reasonable and reasonable, and her expression was very calm, just like the real thing.
Huang Xiulan's eyes widened when she heard this. She suddenly admired her daughter. Her mind was spinning so fast!
Zhang Junjie rubbed his forehead with a headache, but what Cen Li said was indeed true, so he stepped forward and kicked the young man, "Okay, you are such an adult, how can I hit you when a little girl is so soft and weak? Don't give me excuses.
Go to the office and explain clearly."
"I really didn't lie..." The young man was so aggrieved that he almost cried.
Who knew that a little girl who looked like she was only ten years old could be so strong and see through his counterfeit money at a glance!
Naturally, Cen Li would not have any sympathy for bad people. When he saw the person leaving, he quickly added, "Uncle Zhang, he ate a bowl of beancurd vermicelli from our house for five yuan, and he also had fifty cents for the phone bill. Let's ask him
He pays."
Young man: "You're talking nonsense, so I just ate a dollar and a half!"
Cen Li argued: "You've eaten everything, how can you prove how much you've eaten?"
Young man: "If you don't believe me, ask your mother."
Huang Xiulan glanced at the young man, then at Cen Li, pursed her lips and lowered her head, "You ate five yuan."
youth:"……"
In this life, he will never use counterfeit money again!
I don’t eat Douhua fans anymore!
Zhang Junjie knew to some extent that the young man probably didn't say anything, but so what, he could only say that he would have to pay back.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully identifying the counterfeit money dealer and helping Huang Xiulan recover the losses. The completion rate is 100%, the life is extended for 1 day, and the points are 10 points. 】
[Ding, congratulations to the host for overfulfilling the task and bringing the counterfeit money dealer to justice. He will be granted life extension for 3 days, 10 points, and photographic memory skills for 5 days. 】
When she heard about the photographic memory skill, Cen Li cheered a little in her heart. Naturally, the more of this thing, the better.
After such a long farce and a delay, it was almost dinner time and the number of diners began to increase.
This time Huang Xiulan learned the lesson, giving money first and then eating, and not accepting large bills, so that the previous situation could be avoided to a certain extent.
Dinner also sold well. All the bean curd vermicelli were sold out, and there was only some marinade left. I went back to eat it and it was gone. It can be said to be a very good start.
