Because Wu Jingyao was assassinated, Ma Hui was released early.
Not long after he came out, he didn't dare to go back to his old job right away. He was afraid that the police would catch him and take him back.
Coming out of a noodle shop, Ma Hui wandered around with his hands in his arms, walked to a cigarette stall, and said, "Buy a pack of cigarettes."
"What cigarette do you want?"
"Uh...a pack of old knives."
Lao Dao is one of the cheapest cigarettes. In the past, it was impossible for Ma Hui to smoke this kind of cigarette. However, now that he is short of money, he has to lower the grade.
A handsome man with a mustache came over and said to the cigarette seller: "Here is a pack of cigarettes."
The cigarette seller hurriedly greeted him and said, "What cigarettes do you want?"
"Whatever, the most expensive one..." Hu Zi took out his wallet from his arms, but he couldn't hold it steady, and a stack of large bills scattered on the floor.
The mustache squatted down, picked up the banknotes one by one, and murmured: "Fortunately the wind was not strong, otherwise they would all have been blown away."
Ma Hui's hands are itching at the moment. This money is enough for him to live and drink for a month. If he doesn't seize this opportunity, he will be called a "thief"!
Thinking of this, he walked around to the opposite side of his mustache and passed by the other person in the crowd.
In just a few seconds, the wallet was already in Ma Hui's hand. He quickly slipped into a secluded alley, looked around and saw no one around, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother, your hands are so fast!" The mustached man appeared at one end of the alley with a cigarette in his mouth.
Ma Hui was startled and turned around to walk back. A young man also walked out from behind, looking at him with a smile.
"Brother, there is a misunderstanding...all your money is here." Ma Hui is also a man in the world. Seeing that the situation was not right, he hurriedly handed over his wallet respectfully.
The mustache did not pick up the wallet and said, "Your name is Ma Hui, right?"
"You... know me?" Ma Hui's heart was pounding, not knowing who the other person was.
"The famous thief Ma Hui, how many people on the street don't know you?"
"You're scolding me. I don't have any reputation. I'm just making a living. It's just a joke."
Mustache: "Let's not beat around the bush. Let me tell you the truth. In fact, I am asking for something from you. I just deliberately played a trick on the street to try your skills."
"You also know what I do. Please... you can't just steal things, right?"
"Smart!" Mustachio took out a gold bar from his arms, weighed it in his hand, and said, "As long as you complete the matter for me, the money plus this gold bar will be yours!"
Looking at the yellow gold bars, Ma Hui couldn't help but ask: "What do you want me to do?"
"Stealing a bunch of keys from a guy and putting them back, that's all."
Ma Hui still didn't lose his mind and said: "What does the other party do?"
Mustache: "Japanese."
Ma Hui was taken aback, shook his head repeatedly and said: "You should find someone else. The last thing you can't mess with these days is the Japanese. If you are caught stealing from them, you will have to chop off my fingers!"
The mustache sneered: "You are afraid that the Japanese will chop off your fingers, but aren't you afraid that I will send you to prison?"
Ma Hui took a few steps back and looked back. The young man behind him had a bright dagger in his hand and was approaching him step by step.
"Master, we have no grievances, what are you doing..."
Mustache: "You stole so much money from me. You will stay in jail for at least a year and a half. And before I send you in, I will cut your tongue first to prevent you from talking nonsense!"
"I'll do it, why don't I do it..." Ma Hui's face turned pale with fright. It seemed that these two people had planned it in advance, and it definitely didn't look like they were joking with him.
"Now that you are on the road, I am not asking you to kill people and set fires. There is nothing to be afraid of!" The mustache patted the gold bar into Ma Hui's hand.
"May I ask...what's your surname?"
The mustached man smiled and said: "The name is just a code name. I can call me whatever I want. Even if we make a deal, no one will know each other afterwards!"
"Who is that Japanese guy you asked me to steal?"
"He is a Japanese military medical officer. He often goes to Liuji Dumpling Restaurant on Songdao Street to eat recently. You steal the key and give it to me, and then put it back for him. It's that simple!"
Ma Hui said with a grimace: "You said it's easy, but it's not that easy... Besides, he is still a Japanese officer..."
Mustache: "Military medical officer, why are you afraid of him? To put it bluntly, he is a doctor! I also know it is not easy, but for the sake of gold bars, you can definitely do it!"
Ma Hui thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "You are right, for the sake of the gold bar, I did it!"
In fact, Ma Hui had somewhat guessed in his mind that the mustache was definitely not an ordinary gangster figure, and was most likely related to the anti-Japanese elements. Otherwise, why would he have stolen the key of a Japanese military medical officer?
At noon the next day, Songdao Street.
As Kagawa Nissaku walked, he said to a sergeant beside him: "That new guy, I heard he used to be a forensic doctor?"
Sergeant: "Yes, he is a very important figure in the Communist Party. It is said that he has been lurking in the police department for a long time."
Kagawa Nissaku sneered: "Lying in hiding for a long time... is simply ridiculous. Is our intelligence department just a decoration?"
"Fortunately, I finally caught him this time..."
"Let's do an experiment on Yersinia pestis on him this afternoon!"
"yes!……"
In a car on the roadside, the mustache said to Ma Hui: "Did you see it? It's the officer on the left. The thing should be on him. After you get it, bring it over quickly and return the key before he enters the restaurant."
go back."
"knew."
Ma Hui pushed the door open and got out of the car. He held a newspaper in his hand, pretended to lower his head to read the newspaper, and passed directly between Kagawa Nisaku and the sergeant.
"Asshole!" Kagawa Nisaku was hit, turned around and cursed angrily.
"I'm sorry, Taijun, I didn't notice you." Ma Hui bowed repeatedly and apologized.
Kagawa Nissaku said to the sergeant bitterly: "Damn Chinese, they walk as if they don't have eyes!"
Ma Hui quickly came to the car and handed the stolen key in. Hu Xun used ink pad to sandwich the key in the middle and closed it, and the key models came out one by one.
Take out the wet towel you prepared, wipe the key clean, wipe it again with a dry towel, and then return it to Ma Hui by the car window.
There were three keys in total, and it only took less than half a minute for Mustachio to finish it all. Nisaku Kagawa and Gunsao had just walked to the door of Liu Ji Dumpling House.
Ma Hui walked over quickly, passed by Nishisaku Kagawa, and said, "I borrowed it, I borrowed it."
The sergeant cursed: "Damn it, it's that Chinese without eyes again!"
Kagawa Nissaku subconsciously touched his pocket and saw that the key was still there, and he felt relieved.