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Chapter 1129 Iron Police

A smoking green train was speeding along, guided by the endless railway tracks.

People in the train were sitting or standing, squatting or lying down, laughing, cursing, and making a lot of noise. The clothes they wore were mostly the same color and style, all of them were equally monotonous.

Although nine out of ten people are malnourished, they are full of energy and vigor. They speak loudly and confidently, and they are all the people who are in charge.

This was an era when the country and the people were very wild in their style, an era when major events had just ended and the future was uncertain.

"Come on, we're almost at the stop ahead, those who are getting off please pack up your things. Come on, make way, make way. Hey, big brother, are you moving?"

The flight attendant Cai Xiaonian walked slowly, checking people's tickets one by one, making jokes, and even scolding those who didn't cooperate.

Wang Xin, the newly appointed conductor, was also constantly walking around in the carriage.

At this moment, a big rooster flew up, startling the people in the carriage. Wang Xin was quick to grab the rooster's wings and said, "Whose big flying rooster is this? Watch it carefully."

Just as he was about to walk over, he saw two legs dangling in front of him. He looked up and saw a man hunched over sitting on the shelf beside the carriage. He couldn't help but said unhappily, "What's the matter? Did you buy a sleeper berth? Why don't you go up to the sky? Get down quickly!"

After scolding the man, Wang Xin returned the rooster to its owner: "Tie it up with a rope, and you'll see it's flying right onto his head."

"Yes, yes, thank you, police comrade." The chicken's owner thanked him repeatedly.

"Great, great, you caught him in one go, you really are a police officer." Someone nearby praised him without saying anything.

Cai Xiaonian said again: "How novel! His hands are used to catch bad guys, so catching a chicken is easy. This is a waste of talent, like using a butcher knife to kill a chicken."

"You're exaggerating." Wang Xin patted Cai Xiaonian on the shoulder. Both of them were tall and thin, and they were wearing blue uniforms, which looked quite harmonious.

"Wang Yan, do you think I'm right?" Cai Xiaonian looked behind him.

Wang Yan was also wearing a blue police uniform and a wide-brimmed hat, which was very straight. This was a Type 72 police uniform, with both the top and bottom in navy blue, and a red collar badge on the collar. Like military uniforms, the rank of the police uniform was not reflected at this time.

He had a red armband on his arm with the word "Midnight Police" written on it, so people could recognize him at a glance.

At this moment, he was walking forward while holding onto the back of a chair and dodging things on the ground. Hearing this, he smiled and nodded: "Nothing wrong with me."

"Take a look." After getting recognition, Cai Xiaonian spread his hands to Wang Xin, meaning that the public has sharp eyes.

Wang Xin looked at Wang Yan speechlessly: "How come you are the same as him?"

Wang Yan waved his hand: "Stop wasting time and let's go."

Wang Xin couldn't help but smile helplessly, turned around and continued to walk to the front carriage. When he arrived at the next carriage, he heard someone standing on the seat and shouting.

Seeing Wang Xin coming over, the man stepped forward anxiously: "Police comrade, please save me, my bag has been stolen..."

"What do you mean by touch?" Wang Xin was confused.

"It means stealing. The bag was stolen. Is that what you mean, comrade?" Wang Yan translated considerately.

"Yes, yes, it was stolen. Police comrades, please help me."

Wang Xin asked: "What's in your bag?"

“There are three sesame cakes.”

Wang Xin nodded seriously, waiting for him to continue talking about other valuables, but nothing came of it. He couldn't help but ask, "That's all? Just three sesame cakes?"

"There was half a pack of ginseng cigarettes and a bag of medicinal herbs. I had them in my arms the whole time. How could they be lost?" The man was so anxious that he jumped to his feet.

"You take a look. If you need anything, ask for help. I'll go to the front and take a look." Wang Yan patted Wang Xin on the shoulder and asked him to handle the matter. He continued to walk to another carriage.

It is obvious that this time his identity is a policeman, a railway policeman, or railway police for short. His job is to maintain public order and handle various incidents as a crew policeman.

There was nothing unexpected about his identity this time. His parents were both dead. His father was a railway policeman who fought with criminals on the train and died heroically. He was posthumously awarded the title of martyr. His mother was frail and sickly and passed away a few years later.

As for him, he was recommended to attend the police academy because he was the child of a martyr. He studied with the male protagonist Wang Xin and was assigned to continue his railway career. According to Huo Di, he has been working for two months. However, he just arrived and got on the car as soon as he opened his eyes and directly threw himself into the work.

He has been a policeman in the New Century and a Hong Kong policeman, but this is his first time to be a railway policeman. For him, this is also a new experience in life.

He did not help Wang Xin solve the problem of the comrade from the south who lost his bag containing three pancakes, because the probability of finding something lost in the car was too small. He could only register it and wait until the thief was found. If he was lucky, he would count this incident as a crime and sentence the thief.

Of course, Wang Xin solved the problem of who lost the things this time. When the train stopped at the next station, he caught the thief.

In this case, there is no need for Wang Yan to stay here. After all, he also has a mission.

There were eighteen carriages on the train, with thousands of passengers, but only three police officers were there to maintain public order. One was a senior officer, and the others were two newcomers, Wang Yan and Wang Xin.

The public security in this era was obviously not good, and it was even more so on a train with frequent personnel movement. Stealing things and children was common.

The train they were on was a special line that ran between Ningyang and Harbin, and also passed through Chunlin, covering the three major cities in the three northeastern provinces. It was a railway line that was the lifeline of the Northeast, and had a very large passenger flow.

Moreover, their train was steam-powered and coal-fired, and its speed was only about 40 kilometers per hour. Ningyang was 600 kilometers away from Harbin, and it would take twelve hours to run on the rails without stopping. If we count the stops at various stations along the way, it would basically take a day and a night.

The passengers on the train were from all walks of life, and the situation was already chaotic. Add to that the long journey time and the number of people getting on and off the train, and theft was almost inevitable.

There was no information system for checking tickets at the station, no surveillance on the train, and even no air conditioning in the train. In the cold spring, the train was not cold, but warm because of the crowds. The sanitary conditions were poor, and there were all kinds of smells in the train.

Under such conditions, if we want to do a good job in public security to the greatest extent possible and ensure the safety of people's lives and property, all we can do is patrol back and forth in the carriage.

Let everyone in the car see the police, so that all kinds of criminals will be afraid and dare not act rashly. But in fact, the things that should be taken away will be taken away, and the children that should be lost will be lost.

But compared to no action at all, it obviously does work.

The train was about to arrive at the station, and the people on the train were quite agitated. People who knew each other well or not were all chatting and talking. People in Northeast China are relatively outgoing and very friendly. For example, people in Tianjin never let words drop, and people in Beijing love to chat. People in Northeast China are not much different. Especially at this time, transportation was relatively inconvenient and material was not developed. People who could travel far away were more or less connected to the world. During this journey, they would not be lonely, and they could really speak Mandarin all the way.

Wang Yan quickly immersed himself in his new job.

"We're almost at the station, please take your belongings. Someone lost something in the car ahead, please check if you have anything missing." He shouted loudly, scanning each person with sharp eyes.

"Comrade police officer, then you should catch the thief." A brave man threatened Wang Yan.

This is really bold. Although civilized law enforcement is emphasized these days, it is obvious that the quality of various supervisory departments and public officials varies greatly, and in actual work, it is also very wild.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a situation in the new century where there are always some candidates with a lot of brains and at least three tons of water in their brains, making people wonder how such people could become officials...

"Catching a thief is a merit, and if you do a good deed you will be praised. Do you think I don't want to catch a thief? It's impossible to catch him. Do you think there's something written on the thief's face, so I can catch him just because I say so?"

Wang Yan was not annoyed. He responded to the passenger's words, glanced around, and continued to move towards the next carriage.

Still the same words, still the same actions, he observes everyone he sees. He has a strong ability to process information, observing multiple people and analyzing them at the same time. Based on his understanding of various professions, social status, and people, his eyes are the ruler...

This look led to a discovery.

He was a middle-aged man in his forties, thin, with messy hair and a medium build. He wore a large coat and held his stomach with both hands. He met Wang Yan's gaze, but instantly looked away, and then his eyes wandered, not knowing where to look. Then he pretended to talk to the person next to him, asking someone to help save a seat while he went to the toilet.

Just as he left his seat, Wang Yan had already walked up to him quickly.

"Comrade, please wait a moment."

"Comrade police officer, I'm in a hurry to go to the toilet. I have a stomachache. Ouch..." The man bent over, covering his stomach with one hand and waving his hand with the other, even trying to push Wang Yan away.

"I don't think your stomach hurts, but it seems like there's something wrong."

"Ouch, police comrade, I really have a stomachache. You can't wrongly accuse a good person. I...ah...what are you..."

While this man was speaking, Wang Yan had already taken action and grabbed the man's shoulder blade. When he let go, he directly took out a briefcase from under his clothes.

He swallowed back all the nonsense he was about to say and started to quibble instead.

"Comrade police officer, I picked this up. It's not against the law to pick up things, right?"

"Oh, mom, this is really interesting. According to what you said, if I pick up your mom and make her your father and reluctantly acknowledge you as my son, that shouldn't be against the law, right?" Some people couldn't stand it and complained mercilessly.

Wang Yan shook his head with amusement: "Did you hear that? Who would believe that? Okay, shut up now. If you get beaten, don't say I didn't stop you."

Seeing someone eager to try, the man swallowed his saliva, wisely shut his mouth, and was pushed by Wang Yan to the dining car. When he opened the briefcase, he saw the sesame cakes, cigarettes, and medicinal materials inside.

This is not Wang Yan stealing the credit, it's the credit that is accumulating upon him.

Cai Xiaonian, who was passing by, was asked to pass on the message. After a while, Wang Xin came over with the passenger who had lost the bag.

"Take a look, is it yours?" Wang Yan said to the traveler.

"Oh, yes, yes, it's mine, it's mine. Look, there's my letter of introduction in it." The passenger picked up the bag excitedly.

"Okay, now you have found your sesame seed cake."

"Hey, this is not an ordinary pancake." The passenger took out the pancake and took out a roll of money from it, "This is filled with RMB."

Wang Xin suddenly realized: "I was wondering why you were so anxious about that little thing, you are really good at hiding it, I have opened my eyes."

“So what if I can hide it? He still stole it.” The passenger glared at the thief who was squatting on the ground with his hands handcuffed behind his back.

The latter was sullen and didn't look at the others' eyes. He must have regretted it. If he had checked the bag earlier, taken the money and threw it away, he wouldn't have been caught. It's just a pity that there is no medicine for regret...

The passenger pushed the pancake in front of Wang Xin, who quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, we have rules and we won't take anything from the people."

"How could I not know? I am treating you to sesame cakes. As for the money, leave it with you. You can give it to me when we get to Harbin. I feel at ease leaving it with you. This money is for me to marry my wife. I came to the Northeast this time to propose marriage."

"Oh, that's a long way to go."

"The elders in the family are good brothers, and they arranged a marriage for us when we were children."

Wang Xin inquired out of curiosity. He was an extroverted chatterbox who spoke aggressively and was particularly willing to chat.

By the time the two senior railway police officers came to handle the situation, the train had arrived at the station. They got off the train and handed the thief over to the police station at the station. This considered the case closed.

"You're great. You've caught several thieves recently." Wang Xin's envy and jealousy were written all over his face.

Wang Yan took out a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes, gave one to Wang Xin, lit one for himself, took a puff of the cigarette and then replied: "Strictly speaking, the ones we caught were not serious thieves. They were just ordinary people who got greedy and acted on impulse. They didn't have much technical skills. The one we just caught had a dazed look in his eyes when he saw me, and he was so nervous."

"Does it have to be those guys who scratched the bag with razor blades?"

"All walks of life? In the old society, although this group of people are of the lowest class and cannot be put on the stage, they are also members of the thief sect with a school, a master and unique skills. Stealing is different from stealing. Do you think they can only steal? They can sing songs and do some tricks to attract people to watch the fun, and then their accomplices keep watch and steal, working as a team. This group of people is difficult to deal with. Catching one of them is much more useful than catching ten people who act on impulse."

Wang Xin looked down on them: "They are so superstitious. They have brought up all the dregs of the old society. What's the point of stealing doors? Brother, this is the new China. The dragons are coiled up and the tigers are lying down. I can't catch them."

Wang Yan shook his head in amusement. It was more appropriate for him to say this. Wang Xin was a simple-minded young man who was not afraid of tigers...

He was not lying. Thieves do have many ways to behave in various forms. Feng Kuazi's film "No Thief in the World" was definitely a bit exaggerated, but it was indeed the case.

The two men, cigarettes in their mouths, stood by the train, watching the passengers getting on and off, helping to maintain order, and chatting casually.

After a while, the train whistled, steam gushed out, and it slowly accelerated, heading north...

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