Really, Fangran felt that the twenty years he had lived were not as exciting as the last four days.
Three days ago, he experienced an "earthquake", was buried in a station, was buried in a building, and finally became a wanted criminal for robbing national historical relics.
Two days ago, he experienced skydiving, fell into a strange city, and fell from the roof of a building.
One day ago, he broke into the women's locker room with a blast, and then was dragged into a night battle. He truly experienced life and death, killing people, and finally experienced the first time in his life wearing women's clothing.
However, Fangran felt that none of these things shocked him as much as today.
Because everything that happened in the past few days was beyond his three views, Fangran was automatically classified into the category of 'reshaping three views'.
But what happened today was indeed something Fangran knew!
deal, gunfight, darkness, money,
Damn, did the things in these movies really happen to me?
Fangran's mouth twitched as he looked at the box containing U.S. dollars in front of him. This was money he had never seen in his life and would never earn in his life.
"well."
Fangran slumped his shoulders helplessly and sighed, then picked up the dollar box.
Five hundred thousand dollars was surprisingly unsinkable.
"Oh? That's not bad. I finally gained something small."
Ling also saw the money in the box and said without much surprise. Then she saw Fangran picking up another box and asked with interest:
"Don't you want to open it and see what it is?"
Fangran rolled his eyes: "No, I can guess with my heels that what these two groups of people are trading in this box is definitely not something serious, and it's definitely not something that ordinary people like me should see."
"Ha~" Ling chuckled lightly and didn't pay much attention. She used her telekinesis to clear everyone's short-term memory and then spoke outwards:
"Let's go, I just have a small sum of money and I need some things."
"Forehead..."
Then Ling saw Fang Ran looking at her with an incredible look.
"Why do you look at me like that?"
Fangran spread his hands with a box in each hand and said helplessly:
"Hey, Queen, please, this is not my money?"
Ling turned around and stared at him with a look that felt absurd. He, didn't he want it?
This guy whose living expenses are less than 1,000 yuan a month?
Then in the data space, Ling, who looked like a gothic lolita, suddenly became interested. She thought this was an opportunity to understand this guy's brain circuit.
So Ling deliberately spoke in a very seductive tone:
"Are you sure you don't want it? This is half a million US dollars, which is more than three million in RMB. According to your so-called ideal of five thousand a month, this is money you will never make in your lifetime."
Fang Ran stared at her with slumped shoulders and said speechlessly:
"so what?"
"so?"
Ling smiled softly, like a little devil tempting humans:
"So, you just need to bring the money, no one will know, and you can even sell their 'goods' again."
"So much money, just dropped on the ground in vain, aren't you excited?"
Fangran's mouth twitched as he looked at the summoned beast that he regarded as 'crazy talking'.
Oh my god, are the guys in the night battle so lawless and wild?
He rolled his eyes:
"This is stolen property, and it is illegal to embezzle it."
After saying that, Fangran turned his back to Ling and walked out.
Ling didn't know that when she saw half a million US dollars in the box, Fangran didn't even have the slightest bit of greed in her heart.
This is not to say that Fang Ran is such a saint, but in the thoughts he was taught by his parents since he was a child, he has no idea of hiding so much money privately.
When he saw so much money, all he could think of was, 'Damn, that's a lot of money!' and then he sighed helplessly.
Hey, I have to take a detour to report the crime and hand it in later.
Ling frowned and looked at his back, her voice no longer joking, but filled with a touch of coldness and seriousness.
"Are you serious?"
"They really wanted to kill you just now. You defeated them. Logically speaking, these things are considered your trophies, but you have to hand them over to the public?"
Ling slowly floated behind him and looked down at his back:
"This is a matter of course in a night battle."
Fangran stopped and was silent for a second, then he suddenly spoke softly:
"You are right, but I am just an ordinary person and I can't do it."
Then he walked slowly outside and spoke softly as if he was in a trance, as if to Ling or to himself:
"I'm different from you. My mother told me since I was a child that you must be responsible and don't do bad things."
"These are indeed a lot of money. Maybe it's what you said. I will never make so much money in my life."
Ling looked at his inexplicable back view at this moment, which seemed to be exactly the same as the back view when he let go of his hand and fell from the air to save the girl that night.
"So this money is not in my knowledge, so I can't and don't want to hide this money, even if you clear the memory, even if no one knows."
"Conscience, duty, obeying the law, it may be these things, whatever you want to think about."
Then Ling heard him sigh suddenly, that Fangran who was always timid, always unreliable, always complaining...
He exhaled softly.
"I am still an ordinary person. If dozens or a hundred dollars fall on the ground, I will pick it up with joy and think that I am lucky today."
"When a few hundred dollars falls on the ground, I will feel a little hesitant. If I don't go back, I might just keep it."
Speaking of this, Ling looked at his back and seemed to chuckle.
"But if it's a few thousand dollars, or more, I would think about how anxious the person must be to lose such a large amount of money. Maybe it's just the money he needs to go to the doctor, or maybe it's his hard-earned money.
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"This is what most people think. You can also laugh at what ordinary people do. I think at least half of the people will do this."
"Except for the remaining half of the people who are so poor that they desperately need this natural wealth, they are money-grubbing villains and villains."
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He raised his right hand, knocked on the suitcase containing more than three million yuan, and said softly:
"I'm just an ordinary person, and my way of thinking is different from your cruel night battle."
Ling looked at him, silent for a moment, and then sneered:
"Naive, do you really think anyone would do such a stupid thing with you?"
"meeting!"
To Ling's expectation, he answered with absolute certainty, and then said firmly:
"It will definitely happen. Even if you can eliminate the worries of being found out, you will definitely do it."
"In the face of great right and wrong, the choice an ordinary person makes must be based on his own conscience and justice."
He was silent for a moment, touched his chest, and after the silence, he tried to persuade himself and spoke softly:
"I always believe that there must be many good people in this society."
Ling looked at him and made a sound after confirming that he really meant what he said. She seemed to have thought of some very unpleasant memories.
She suddenly didn't want to talk to 'this' Fangran anymore. She was more accustomed to the Fangran who was stupid and timid but very obedient.
So Ling sneered and looked at the bulge in his trouser pocket:
"Hoho~ I'm so happy with the hundreds and hundreds of dollars, and finally hid the few hundred dollars, so that's why you just put the change that those two people carried with them into your pocket?"
"Forehead...."
Ling saw his back stiffen for a moment, and then changed back to Fangran's cowardly back.
He turned around, and it was still the same pained face that Ling always saw from Fangran, and he said with an embarrassed look on his face:
"Well, regarding this, if you perform a heroic act of justice, you have to collect some compensation for your injuries. Heroes also need to eat."
Ling did not hesitate to expose Fangran's behavior of searching the two bosses' personal belongings, and then sneered to the point:
"I've been talking about it for a long time, but it's not because I'm cowardly! I don't dare to take big money, so I take small money secretly!"
Ling's contemptuous tone was like a knife piercing Fangran's chest, and Fangran felt hurt.
Ling snorted and floated out. Fangran hurriedly followed her like a bag boy, trotting with her face burning!
Damn it, I seemed to have said something super chubby just now.
Ahhhhhhhhh!
Why did I say such a thing again!
I really want to die!
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The next day.
At a suburban police station, police officer Xiao Zhou came to work the morning shift yawning. He took out his keys and just opened the door to the duty room when he suddenly felt a little cold.
Then I saw two boxes tied together, smashed the window and threw them in.
Xiao Zhou quickly became vigilant, holding the gun at his waist, and approached cautiously.
Then I found a note written on two boxes.
[Port, cargo area, third row of containers, they can only wake up at night
And, you’re welcome, my name is the partner of justice】
Xiao Zhou was confused as to what this meant. When he opened the two boxes and took a look, he stopped breathing for a second.
In one box, US dollars are neatly arranged, and in another box.
It’s all contraband!
At this time, Xiao Zhou woke up from a dream and suddenly understood the meaning of the note.
Then he quickly called the leader to inform him! The leader was also taken aback, and then ordered him to guard the scene immediately, and he immediately sent someone over!
After finishing the work, Xiao Zhou looked at the two boxes in a daze, but it was normal to hand them over.
But someone really doesn’t want half a million US dollars and wants to hand it over?
Xiao Zhou felt that there was blood in his heart, boiling hot, and the blood that had gone to the police academy was rekindled again.
Sure enough, there are still such people in this society!
Righteous partner...
If that person is in front of Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou must shout something loudly to him!
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"This is the police station! Not the Public Security Bureau! And this is the household registration department, which handles household registration!!!!"
Xiao Zhou really wants to know.
Who is this person who pretends to be mentally retarded and reports the crime by bundling the stolen money and smashing the glass of the household registration office?
However, at this moment, in the last row of a certain university classroom, a certain coward was drooling to catch up on his sleep because the nightlife the night before was too exciting.
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I worked hard until midnight writing, but my favorites haven’t changed at all, not even a new book review. It’s so heartbreaking that I can’t breathe.