No one likes crowds, except "Buddha". For them, the more crowded the better.
In the crowd, the big man and the small man pushed and cursed, and protected You San as he forced his way out of the crowd of onlookers. They had found out that there was actually nothing new inside, and everyone was just looking at monsters, struggling.
Interpreting a poem written on the ground.
What kind of poem is that?
In fact, they didn't look carefully, they weren't interested at all. Besides, they couldn't recognize all the words on the paper. Even though they all went to school, doesn't it mean that the more knowledge they have, the more reactionary they are? When going to school these days, in addition to studying engineering and agriculture, they are
For military training and digging air-raid shelters, I barely read the textbooks for a few days.
However, many onlookers are quite controversial about this poem. Some people say that the poem does not read smoothly, the words do not convey the meaning, the level is too low, and it is meaningless. However, some people say that there must be a lot of mystery in it. The literal
Maybe it has another meaning.
Perhaps it is precisely because people hold different opinions that people who feel they have some culture are aroused and participate in this puzzle-solving competition without rewards. Unfortunately, whether it is hiding the head, hiding the tail, progressing or passing,
Withdrawal, the people present had tried most of the ways they could think of to hide the secret in the poem, but still had not found the correct way to crack it.
But no matter what, You San was very happy to have such a fuss here.
This is simply a God-given opportunity to make a fortune. In this situation, no matter how big the action is, you can't notice it. You can't help but pay for the money of these people?
You Sangen was inspired by this, and couldn't help but start to wonder: Why didn't I think of such a good recruitment? How could so many people read it just by writing a bad poem? If I had known, I would have studied hard. Well, I will have to do it when I go back.
Memorizing two poems and writing them in the square every day from now on is not as good as waiting for some "dried leaves"?
The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and he almost burst into laughter. After regaining consciousness, he remembered that there were three little cubs waiting stupidly at the entrance to the station.
The situation has been proven. Such a good opportunity is just for the three little boys to practice the skills of "catching points" alone. So You San no longer delayed, and quickly called the three little boys who were looking from a distance, and asked them to end.
Work.
After the three cubs were in place, You San, Cun Tou, and the big guys dispersed and stood at different places outside the crowd, and began to look left and right, observing their surroundings.
Yes, they are "patrolling the wind" for the three little boys. If the three little boys want to "explode" or someone with good intentions dares to "take advantage of the dog",
They would immediately rush over to act as a "curtain" (a slang term for blocking) and "block the wind" (a slang term for covering the thieves' escape from danger) for the three bastards.
In the crowd of spectators, people were still crowding, hugging, and leaning against each other. The three little cubs were slithering in and out among the crowd, like fish in water.
You San was looking happy, but suddenly, something seemed to hit him from behind, stinging the back of his head.
He turned around with a start, and began to scan behind him with his eyes suspiciously.
There seemed to be nothing unusual around him. There was still a lot of chaos in front and behind, and the flow of people was still noisy and disorderly. But there was a faint uneasiness in You San's heart.
This feeling of uncertainty is not a good sign. There won't be any "thunders" here, right?
You San's worry is completely correct. There are two "thunders" staring at him behind him. However, these two "thunders" are completely "two swords" in catching thieves.
Xing Zhengyi and Zhao Zhenmin had followed Hong Yanwu and left the big poplar tree a long time ago. They were now squatting under the wall about 20 meters away from You San and his group, quietly observing. And for this observation location, the three of them had a small incident.
dispute.
Just now, according to the wishes of the two policemen, they thought it would be easier to observe if they got closer, since there were many people anyway and they wouldn't be exposed. However, Hong Yanwu said that he shouldn't get too close, because his line of sight would be easily blocked.
Don't look at it. As a result, Xing Zhengyi and Zhao Zhenmin thought about it carefully, and they really had to admit that Hong Yanwu's words made more sense.
And during this process, Hong Yanwu saw the emotional changes of the two policemen. He was not at ease until they listened to his opinions. In fact, he was afraid that the two policemen would maintain their own identities and be stubborn. If so, he would
No matter how capable he is, it will be difficult for him to do it. But now, it seems that these two policemen are quite open-minded. Although they still look at him with suspicion and scrutiny, who said he is a labor reeducation prisoner? He does not insist on this, as long as he is a prisoner.
When working on the job, it would be good if the two policemen could be pragmatic and reasonable. But at present, they can be regarded as people who can get things done.
Hong Yanwu knew that the skills of the two police officers were limited, so after they were all seated, he pointed out to them the location of the chief criminals of the three gangs without waiting to ask.
"Look, the strong man who is looking back. Look at the big man leaning against the wall opposite him, and the tall man who just squatted down. The three of them are the main criminals you are looking for. Do you feel any difference from the others?
?”
Xing Zhengyi seemed to feel slighted. He glanced at Hong Yanwu with a cold face and said nothing.
Zhao Zhenmin smiled and said, "Don't underestimate people. We know that these thieves are looking at people. Because their purpose here is not to watch the fun, but to steal money. So their eyes only pay attention to the people around them, and their eyes look like hooks."
Yeah, keep an eye on it."
Hong Yanwu nodded, and then asked, "Then can you tell which of the three is the leader?"
Now Zhao Zhenmin was not sure, so Xing Zhengyi said, "Is it the big guy?... No, it's the pretty capable one in gray people's clothing, right?"
Hong Yanwu nodded again. "Yes, that's You San. He's the leader of this group of 'Buddhas'."
Zhao Zhenmin scratched his head after hearing this, "Why can't I tell who is the leader?"
"Then you have to pay attention to the difference between You San and the others. You see, they have their own division of labor and complement each other. Chun Tou is busy staring at other people's pockets, while You San and the big guy are responsible for 'patrol patrol'. But the two of them
The behavior is not exactly the same. The big guy only cares about the three little ones in the crowd. And what about Yousan? This guy's eyes are specially scanning around the crowd. This is called "minesweeper", which means that when
I'm looking for you plainclothes. You San is the most thief and suspicious. He deliberately kept a distance from his accomplices so that he can control the situation from behind. If the owner notices, he will stay behind and let the big guy come out to 'block the wind' first.
If by any chance he discovers a thunderstorm... he will definitely abandon his accomplices and escape first."
At the end of Hong Yanwu's words, his mouth slipped and he almost muttered the word "Leizi". Fortunately, the two policemen were thinking about his words, so no one paid attention.
Xing Zhengyi was worried. "This Yousan is so good, isn't it easy to catch him?"
Zhao Zhenmin was also in trouble. "Yes, he didn't steal it himself. Even if he was caught, there would be no evidence?"
Hong Yanwu smiled and explained in detail to the two policemen, "So we have to wait. As you two will see soon, as long as the people below deliver the goods, they have to be handed over to You San. This is not only a rule, but also for the safe transfer of stolen goods.
For example, when the nun head was stolen, it was transferred to You San. In this way, even if the owner discovers the theft of the nun head, he cannot prove it. This hand is called "Er Xian Chuan Dao" in the industry, and it is also called "entrustment", and then the stolen goods are called
"Get the Tao". Policemen who have never seen this kind of thing are most likely to suffer from this disadvantage. Sometimes they clearly see 'Lord Buddha' taking action, but when they catch the person, they can't find the stolen goods."
This was the first time the two policemen had heard of these ghostly tricks, and they couldn't help but look as if they had suddenly realized what they were doing.
Hong Yanwu added another sentence, "To catch thieves and seize stolen goods, we have to catch You San after he has attained the Tao. By then, as long as there is 'goods' on him, he will not be able to escape his involvement even if no one is fine."
After saying this, the two policemen looked obviously relieved and nodded at the same time.
Zhao Zhenmin patted Hong Yanwu on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I have two brushes. I have to listen to your command today."
Hong Yanwu chuckled, feeling a bit arrogant. "Brother policeman, I'm not bragging. This is all based on experience with real swords and guns. It's two different things from theory..."
Unexpectedly, when he was halfway through his words, Xing Zhengyi frowned and interrupted firmly. "Stop it. If you have violated the law, it has become your capital? Also, we are not your elder brothers, we are the people's police who fight crime."
These words were really offensive, and he wished he could hit him in the face. Hong Yanwu was so choked that he blinked, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Zhao Zhenmin, who was standing next to him, chuckled and winked at Hong Yanwu. "Yes, please remember, we are the people's police to destroy you."
This mischievous tone was undoubtedly helping to save the situation, which made Hong Yanwu less embarrassed, and he couldn't help but show a grateful smile to Zhao Zhenmin.
At this time, Hong Yanwu already knew the last names of the two policemen, and he also had some understanding of their very different personalities.
The man named Zhao has no airs, loves to joke, and is a very easy-to-get-together person. But the man named Xing has a cold temper, with frost on his face and ice in his words, just like a frozen stone.
According to his experience, due to different personalities in life, everyone will inevitably have a few people with whom they are particularly compatible and get along particularly harmoniously. But on the contrary, everyone will also encounter people who almost conflict with their own personalities.
People who are incompatible with each other and find it difficult to coexist. He has long felt that it seems to be destined that he and Xing Zhengyi have this kind of mutually inimical relationship.
Why do you say that?
Because when they were in Dongzhuang Sanjo, he and Xing Zhengyi met without knowing each other. Just by meeting each other, both of them were angry and wanted to show off to each other. And even if they are working together now
, they always have disputes one after another because of various issues. Unmentioned, they are natural enemies and destined enemies.
However, even though it hit a big snag, he actually quite understands it. The man named Xing was originally arrogant, but now he is forced to listen to the instructions of a detachment officer to catch thieves. He must be unbalanced. Just now, I blamed him for being too clever.
I felt bad, so I had a few pauses, which is normal.
In addition, he actually has another worry in his heart, that is, how the two policemen will treat him afterwards. He has seen a lot of burning bridges. If someone represents the government and doesn't piss him off after the incident, it will make no difference at all.
So if he takes a step back and thinks about it, if he wants to achieve his goal, he just needs to be friends. At the very least, he can't let the two policemen bother him.
And after he understood all of this, he naturally lost his temper.
On the contrary, Xing Zhengyi didn't even say a word when he saw Hong Yanwu being scolded, and he seemed a little embarrassed.
At this time, You San from far away called Bu Tou and the big man over and smoked for them one by one. Xing Zhengyi seemed to be aroused by the craving for cigarettes, so he took out the cigarettes from his jacket pocket.
Cigarette boxes these days do not have hard-top paper boxes, nor do they have plastic outer seals. What Xing Zhengyi took out was just a thin paper cigarette box. In the middle of the cyan wrapping paper, there was a pattern of the White Tower hidden by a green shadow.
Hong Yanwu immediately remembered that this cigarette was familiar. It was an old brand of Beijing Cigarette Factory - Beihai.
"Beihai" is the "tide cigarette" of this era. Because most people smoked this cigarette, it covered a very wide range of people, and its popularity was basically equivalent to that of Zhongnanhai and Hongmei. And at this time, there was also a popular cigarette related to it, which was widely known
The jingle: Senior cadres smoke peony, mid-level cadres smoke Xiangshan, working class people smoke 23 cents, and peasant brothers smoke cannons. The general meaning is that according to social class and income, cigarettes are divided into 40 or 50 cents, 30 cents more, and 20 cents more.
A consumption level. Among them, the "working class 23 cents" refers to "Beihai", which is 23 cents per pack, economical and affordable.
To Hong Yanwu's surprise, after Xing Zhengyi took out the cigarettes, he threw one to him first. Needless to say, this undoubtedly meant to ease the relationship, or to apologize in disguise. And he suddenly received the long-forgotten cigarette.
, I can’t help but feel a little stunned.
Zhao Zhenmin seemed to have misunderstood, thinking that he was worried about something, and immediately patted his shoulder encouragingly to show that it was okay.
Because of this, Hong Yanwu felt a lot more at ease. Although it could not be proved that the two policemen had regarded him as a partner, at least they really felt that he was useful to them. He was no longer polite and simply put the cigarette in his mouth.
After Zhao Zhenmin took out the cigarette, he took out a match, and the three "chimneys" put their heads together, shielding the wind from the empty space with their hands, and lit the cigarettes one by one.
It smells so good.
Although "Beihai" does not have a filter, and he has to spit out the tobacco leaves stuck to his lips from time to time, Hong Yanwu still swallows the cigarette in big gulps. In his previous life, he had passively quit smoking since he was "recuperating". He never expected to taste tobacco again.
, turned out to be the Beihai smoke that had disappeared for many years. There was also an indescribable magical feeling in the satisfaction. And in the midst of such hesitation, the disagreement between him and Xing Zhengyi also disappeared.
This is the special thing about this era. Almost all men use cigarettes to connect with each other. I don’t know why, but cigarettes have this magical effect. They can adjust the feelings between people and bind smokers together like glue. And it is not only
This is true for anything but apologizing. Passing a cigarette can bring you closer and arouse your enthusiasm. For example, if you go to a restaurant and give the chef a good cigarette in the back kitchen, the food will be served immediately and the quality will be improved.
Strive for excellence.
Smoking does not delay the business. The three people who are suppressing the urge to catch the thief still have their eyes focused on the crowd.
At this time, the three little cubs in the crowd had completely adapted to the crowded environment, and they were becoming more and more courageous. They were stroking back and forth, pushing around, and reaching out at will.
Xing Zhengyi is one of those people who can't hold back his anger when he sees a thief. As the saying goes, he is stubborn. When he was nervous, his eyes were fixed on the three little ones, and he didn't dare to blink. But people came and went, and people who passed by were often confused.
His expression was inevitably frowning and winking, making him look very anxious.
Zhao Zhenmin stretched his neck even further, and it seemed that if he couldn't see clearly anymore, he would be ready to stand up.
Hong Yanwu soon discovered that the two policemen were competing with each other. Their eyes were becoming more and more direct, and there was obviously something wrong with the way they were targeting people.
He quickly reminded, "Don't stare so closely. You can only take a peek, but don't look at the face. Otherwise You San can see through it at a glance."
Xing Zhengyi frowned and lost his composure. "How can you find someone if you don't care about their appearance? If they 'bet' something soon, why don't you miss the opportunity?"
Zhao Zhenmin also muttered, "It's not that serious, is it? Is he a god? There are no words engraved on my face."
Hong Yanwu emphasized, "Who is You San? It's not an accident that he escaped from your roundup..."
Hit someone without slapping someone in the face, and expose someone without exposing them. When Hong Yanwu mentioned the roundup, boss Xing Zhengyi was not happy and interrupted him forcibly.
"Do you talk too much about the truth? Do you think you can do it?"
Zhao Zhenmin is not convinced either. "It kind of destroys our prestige."
Hong Yanwu knew that he had hurt the face of the two policemen again, but this time he could not compromise, so he had to patiently continue to explain. "Either line, line by line. I'm not trying to suppress you. Just like the police know how to identify thieves, Buddha also has the skills to 'sweep mines'
.What does it mean to have a guilty conscience? If there is any trouble, you will definitely run away."
What he said was indeed reasonable. Xing Zhengyi fell silent and fell into deep thought.
Zhao Zhenmin was still a little irritable, "This won't work, that won't work. So what do you think?"
Hong Yanwu wanted to continue to elaborate, but at this moment, he noticed that You San suddenly took a few steps away from the crowd of onlookers, and began to scan the square with his eyes in circles.
This suspicious ghost started to "clear mines" again...
not good!
Seeing You San's searchlight-like pair of thief eyes suddenly swaying toward them, Hong Yanwu turned his head eagerly and shouted at the two policemen at the same time, "Lower your head!"
Sensing the urgency, Xing Zhengyi and Zhao Zhenmin were so frightened that they both shrank their necks and buried their heads directly, not daring to raise their heads for a long time.
Fortunately, You San found nothing unusual in time. Two minutes later, You San turned back and looked in another direction. Hong Yanwu called the two policemen. "Okay, we can see."
They almost met You San just now. The two policemen raised their heads and couldn't help but look at each other. Because it was so sudden, sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Xing Zhengyi sighed sincerely. "You're right, Buddha's eyes are so powerful, they are like arrows."
Zhao Zhenmin also smacked his lips. "Well, Xuan. My eyes almost met with that kid's just now."
The two policemen really knew how powerful they were now, but Hong Yanwu sighed secretly. He really didn't expect that these two young children were so young that they couldn't even mark people. There was no other way. In order to reduce the possibility of failure, he had no choice but to
I taught the two police officers my own experience.
Hey, being a mentor to the police? This is totally crazy.