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Chapter 1145 Can’t have children

In the cold winter, you don’t feel cold at all on the train without heating. It even makes people wearing thick cotton-padded jackets and cotton trousers sweat.

A young man in his twenties, wearing a large Lei Feng hat and a large cotton-padded jacket that looked dirty and torn, was weaving through the crowd.

He secretly and quickly put his hand into other people's pockets, and occasionally with a flip of his wrist, a sharp blade appeared at his fingertips, and with a single scratch, he could tear open people's clothes or packages.

Whenever he succeeded, he couldn't help but smile.

But occasionally, when he looked up and saw an inconspicuous man with a long pale face in the distance, his smile disappeared.

This was not something to be proud of, he learned his craft from that person, but the process was not so pleasant. It left a deep impression on him and he hated him to the core.

"I will definitely kill him..."

He couldn't help thinking so.

But it was just a thought. He didn't dare, he really didn't dare...

"There's a thief! The money in my pocket is missing!"

At this time, a middle-aged man shouted loudly.

As soon as this person shouted, everyone in the car reached into their pockets.

"My bag was stabbed open!"

"My clothes got pierced too!"

"Whoever did this, come out and I'll fucking kill you!"

"Are you sick? Why did you stand outside after you stole something? Call the police! Have you never heard of Wang Yan? I asked him when the train was leaving, and he was on this train."

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The young man listened to the clamor and put on his hat, which was too big to cover his eyes. He knew it was time to stop because the police would be here soon.

As a thief who was considered a gangster, he had professional knowledge and understood the underworld jargon. Under the leadership of that damn old man, he also got to see a glimpse of the declining Northeastern underworld.

He stole from country markets, buses, and even short-line trains and never failed or been caught.

Today, he came to the most difficult railway line in Northeast China.

The damn old guy said that as long as he could get off the bus safely, he could start his career.

The old man didn't want him to come, but he was ambitious to be a thief, and if he was going to do it, he would be the best thief.

Of course he knew Wang Yan. If it weren't for Wang Yan, he wouldn't have come to steal from this car.

He quickly moved away from the previous carriage, took a look at the damn old thing when he passed by, and then passed through two carriages before stopping. He shrank into the corner of the carriage, hiding inconspicuously in the crowd.

After about six or seven minutes, a commotion was heard from the crowd.

"Wang Yan, is there another thief?"

"Uncle Liu is also very sensitive now." Wang Yan responded with a smile.

"No, you just patrolled my carriage and here he comes again. There was no announcement on the loudspeaker to find a child. It must be a thief."

Wang Yan highly praised it and gave a thumbs up: "That's reasonable, sir. It would be a waste of your talent if you didn't become a police officer."

The old man was really happy: "The people are also part of people's safety."

"Old comrade, you have a high level of consciousness. I must learn from you."

The young man couldn't help but look up as he heard the voices getting closer.

He saw a young man wearing a navy blue police uniform and a wide-brimmed hat. He looked high-spirited and impressive.

He knew that Wang Yan was one year younger than him, but he was already a glorious, powerful, prestigious, and well-known policeman. But he was just a sneaky thief.

He was a little envious. After all, few people were willing to be thieves, and he was unwilling to do that either.

At this moment, he saw Wang Yan looking at him, and subconsciously fled in panic. Then he felt unnatural again, stretched out his hand to hold the large hat, exposed his eyes again, and pretended to look through his pockets, as if he heard there was a thief and was checking if his things were missing.

Then he saw Wang Yan coming over and smiling at him kindly: "Comrade, please come with me to the dining car."

He was stunned, not understanding how he had been exposed, nor how Wang Yan could be sure that it was he who stole the things. He subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he thought about the things that were on him, there was no room for quibbling.

He sighed resignedly, lowered his head, and was led back by Wang Yan, holding his shoulders. What surprised him was that he did not see the damn old man on the road.

Many people on the bus knew Wang Yan, so they naturally knew why Wang Yan had arrested someone, so they would inevitably curse at him. Occasionally, someone would kick him or slap him out of the blue. It was really a normal thing.

Amidst the cursing, the young man was taken to the dining car by Wang Yan.

The young man looked up at the dining car environment at the moment. Several people were sitting in twos and threes, and there was a man sitting opposite a young policeman who was registering his name, unit and address. He knew these people, they were all the owners of the things he had just stolen.

There was another old policeman standing on one side, drinking tea from a mug. On the other side, there was a white-faced man squatting. It was the damned old man who taught him the craft.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at the murderous look in the old man's eyes, and hurriedly looked away, no longer looking at him.

At this time, he heard Wang Yan speaking.

"Hey, you two know each other? Judging from your age, this old guy taught you? You came to me to learn from me, right?"

"I do not know him."

"You said you don't know him, so you don't know him? Hand out all the stolen things!" Wang Yan slapped him on the back of the head, "You comrades too, identify your own things and don't take extra. We've dealt with more than one or two people before, so pay attention."

"Who can do that? We are all real people."

"Yes, that's what those who were punished said." Wang Xin looked up and complained.

"Hey, comrade, why are you..."

Ma Kui glared at Wang Xin and came over to comfort him: "This kid is telling the truth, but it doesn't mean that we comrades are not honest, right? When you go out, comrades must take good care of your things. This is it. If you can't find it, can you just blame yourself for your bad luck and then scold us for being incompetent police officers?"

"How could that be possible? We are all human beings. We can understand. We can understand." Of course, the owners of the lost items would not really cause trouble for Wang Xin. They each took their items and left while talking and laughing.

Then Ma Kui sat there and said, "Come on, both of you, tell us the situation."

"I don't know him." The long-faced man immediately raised his hand to indicate.

Wang Xin went up to him, grabbed his ears, and slapped his face again and again: "Do you think the three of us are blind? Didn't we see you winking at him? What? He betrayed you, and you still want to kill him? Do you have the ability to do that? Why are you pretending to be a ruthless person? Hurry up, say whatever you want to say, let's get this over with as soon as possible."

"I can report you for lynching."

Wang Xin was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the young man: "You still don't know him, right?"

The young man lowered his head and said nothing.

"Okay, come on dear brother, you are asking for trouble, come on, give me two hits."

Ma Kui watched from the side and didn't say anything. He was a traditional person, but not a pedantic one.

Under the anxious gaze of the white-faced man, Wang Yan used his fingers to bang on his chest a few times, and then a bunch of people watched the white-faced man rolling on the ground in pain. This was what Lao Lu, Cai Xiaonian, Yao Yuling and others liked to see the most. It was always satisfying to see the bad guys being punished.

The white-faced man rolled on the ground in pain, shouting, "I know him, I know him! I taught him, I taught him..."

Seeing Wang Yan looking back and seeing that the old man had confessed, the young man certainly had no need to be stubborn. He also didn't have the courage to do so. He trembled when he saw the old man's look of despair.

He nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, he taught me all that. He forced me to steal things. If I didn't steal, he would beat me and even said he would kill me. I gave him almost all the money I stole."

Wang Xin laughed and said, "You should have done this earlier. You are such a jerk. You won't cry until you see the coffin. You have to make you feel pain before you know what cooperation means."

This was very satisfying. The master and the disciple talked about everything and exposed each other's shortcomings. When they arrived at the station, they were sent off, and Wang Yan's record was increased by two.

The return trip was smooth, no things were lost, no children were lost, and it was just a matter of mediating some minor conflicts between passengers. This was also related to Wang Yan's growing reputation.

There are always passengers on the train who know Wang Yan. Some even ask if Wang Yan is on duty when buying tickets at the station, for the sake of the "safety" that Wang Yan represents.

With people like Wang Yan, it is inevitable for passengers on the train to talk about how great he is. When others hear this, even if they think he is bragging, they will not ignore it. There is no false reputation under a great name, this truth is understood by everyone.

Under such circumstances, greedy people who want to steal will be afraid to do it. After all, they are not professional thieves, so they are not very brave. If they have some scruples, they will not have the intention to steal. So now, Wang Yan is very safe on this train.

Relatively speaking, the other trains on this route were much worse. But the performance of Wang Yan's train was all maintained by him. Although the others had learned the advanced experience of "catching thieves", their level was far behind Wang Yan.

Therefore, the leaders specially changed the arrangement. Wang Yan and his three-man team did not have a fixed schedule in order to catch the enemy by surprise. It was also to maximize Wang Yan's deterrent effect and ensure the safety of life and property of passengers on this vital route of the Northeast.

After all, Wang Yan's power is not only reflected in catching thieves, but also in suppressing other violent incidents on the train. When Wang Yan is on the train, the number of fights and disturbances is greatly reduced, which is a sharp contrast...

The train slowly stopped at Ningyang Station. The passengers got off the train, and Lao Lu and others checked the things in the train.

At this time, Cai Xiaonian cried out: "Master, there is a child here! Whose child got on the bus?"

Old Lu quickly ran over and looked at the child that Cai Xiaonian had placed on the small table: "Hurry up and ask Old Ma and the others to come over."

Cai Xiaonian responded and left. Soon, all the crew members gathered in this carriage.

"You said the child's parents are also so careless. How can they be so careless that they even leave the child behind?" Cai Xiaonian shook his head repeatedly. "It's good now. This trouble has fallen into our hands."

Wang Yan asked, "Didn't you find it under the seat?"

"Ah, what happened?"

Wang Xin said, "Don't you think about it? Whose parents would put their children under the seat? They must have thrown them here on purpose. Or they thought our crew was pretty good, so they threw them here for us. The purpose was very clear. Right, Wang Yan?"

"There is progress." Wang Yan nodded with a smile, "What should we do with this child, Old Ma?"

"What else can we do? We should take the child back first and see what Old Hu says. We should also try to find the child's parents. If that doesn't work, we should send him to an orphanage."

Lao Lu said, "Okay, I'll leave this child to you, Lao Ma. That's all for today, let's go."

"You..." Ma Kui pointed at Lao Lu with amusement.

"I can't help it. I'd rather avoid trouble. I'm leaving now. I'll treat you to a drink tonight." Old Lu left quite decisively...

Wang Yan looked at the sleeping child, shook his head and smiled.

Of course he knew this child. This was the child of Hou Sanjin who was arrested earlier. His family had some changes and he couldn't take care of the child himself. Just as Wang Xin said, the goal was clear and he went straight to Lao Ma.

This child is Ma Jian in the original drama. Wang Sufang strongly wants to raise such a son. She knows that her health is not good and she knows that raising a child is tiring, but she still wants to raise the child. Because she was pregnant with a son before, but it happened that Ma Kui had an accident at that time, and the fetus died in the womb, so she became obsessed.

Wang Sufang's quick death was also closely related to this child.

At the last stop, Wang Yan inspected the other side, but he didn't see Hou Sanjin. After all, the dining car is in the middle, and the inspections are on both sides. In the past, the three-man team worked together, and it was Ma Kui who taught the two men experience. Later, they naturally split up to maximize manpower.

If they had seen it at that time, this child would not be allowed to appear here. No way would Wang Sufang be allowed to raise such a child despite her sick body.

Ma Kui held the child, and the trio returned to the bureau. As expected, Lao Hu asked Ma Kui to take the child home and raise him while he looked for the child's parents.

At this time, Wang Yan interrupted: "Old Ma, send the child to the orphanage first. My aunt is in poor health, and the child is so young that it is not easy to take care of him. It would be a shame if he got hurt again."

Ma Kui waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It's just these few days, nothing much, she is a little interested, in fact, she likes children very much."

"It won't be a big deal in a few days, but I'm afraid that they'll develop feelings for each other and won't want to send me away. What should I do then? My aunt is in poor health, so I think we should not cause any trouble. Besides, when I marry your Ma Yan and have a baby, won't my aunt still help take care of it? Can she handle it?"

"Get lost, the more you talk, the more nonsense you make." Old Ma glared, but after thinking it over, he accepted Wang Yan's suggestion and sent the child to an orphanage.

On the way back, Wang Yan warned him, "Old Ma, don't say anything when you go back. Just pretend nothing happened. The child's parents are probably not going to be found. We have already made an agreement with the orphanage. When they find someone, we will follow them. We will not let the child suffer. We want him to grow up safely. We have done our duty and shown our affection."

"Get lost, you're so disrespectful every day, do I still need you to teach me a lesson?"

"I'm just afraid that you'll drink two taels of wine and then lose count."

Old Ma snorted coldly and ignored Wang Yan.

Of course, he was still satisfied in his heart, after all, Wang Yan really considered his family...

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