A trip starting from the courtyard

Chapter 460 Meeting a Pickpocket
Walking out of the surveillance area, I took two big gulps of fresh air, but didn't feel the so-called taste of freedom.

Slightly disappointed.

After confirming the next direction, he helped the small cloth bag on his shoulder, opened his legs, and walked towards the station in his memory.

After walking for more than 50 minutes, we arrived at Jingxi Road Station.

Although it is in the suburbs of Beijing, there are quite a lot of people on the station.

When Wang Lidong walked under the route sign, the few people who were still studying the route automatically scattered around.

"Is this from the mountain?"

"Yes, look at his hair"

"Why are you so thin?"

"Deserves it, this kind of bad guy deserves it"

Although he said it in a low voice, it still reached Wang Lidong's ears.

Only then did he realize that there was nothing within three meters around him.

Shrugged, feeling normal.I remember in my previous life, if I knew someone was a labor prisoner, he would automatically stay away.

After seeing the driving route clearly, I found that there was a site just over a kilometer away from his home.

One direct, no need to change cars.

Seeing several people around, looking towards him from time to time, Wang Lidong moved.

He knew that these people wanted to see the route signs.

After waiting for half an hour, the bus came slowly from a distance.

When I got in the car, I found that there were quite a lot of people in the car, and there were no empty seats at all.

At home, he just counted, there are 16 stations.

I took a picture of the shoulder bag, and felt that Zhengfu was too stingy. After staying there for more than ten years, I didn't even have a souvenir.

At least send out a bag with the words 'A certain prison area, released from prison' printed on the front.

In that way, there are guaranteed to be vacant seats today.

Reported to get off the site.

"Comrade, twenty-five cents."

Cheap.

But when he paid for it, thinking of all his belongings, Wang Lidong felt that it was actually quite expensive.

When he was released from prison, he was given two yuan and fifty cents, which was regarded as travel expenses and food expenses.

After working for more than ten years, I have nothing in the end. I'm really worse than a capitalist.

He took out three dimes from his pocket and handed them to the conductor.

"Comrade, ticket and change."

"thanks!"

He took the five cents and a small thin piece of paper the width of a finger, and stuffed it directly into his pocket.

There was no vacant seat, so Wang Lidong randomly found a place that was not too crowded.

Looking at the scenery outside the car, most of them are farmland. In 30 to [-] years, this place should be residential areas or high-rise buildings.
"Passengers, please pay attention, there is a turn ahead, please hold the handrails, hold the children, and be careful not to fall..."

Wang Lidong, who was emptying out, came back to his senses and found that the car was driving into Chezhuanggong Street.

Looking at the familiar scenery on both sides of the road, it has not changed much for more than ten years.

It is estimated that there are about ten minutes before we can get off.

At this time, not far from Wang Lidong, a young man in a blue shirt suddenly pushed the curly-haired young man beside him: "Hey, why are you spitting on my feet?"

"Fuck, dare to do it! I'll spit on you, what a mess!" The curly-haired young man didn't look like a good guy, and immediately responded.

"I'll hit you!" The youth in the blue shirt swung his fist at the curly-haired youth, and the two immediately started a chaotic battle, very happy.

The folk customs at this time were still very simple, and many people began to persuade them to fight:
"Don't fight, just talk if you have something to say."

"Two comrades, stop fighting."

"Ah~!~ The young man really is."

But the two fought more and more vigorously, their mouths were full of various organs of each other's relatives, and their movements became larger and larger, and it was unlucky for the surrounding persuasion.

There was a middle-aged man who was the worst, he was slapped in the mouth, and he was so angry that he joined the battle group.

All of a sudden, it turned into a chaos of the Three Kingdoms.

The passengers were afraid of following in the footsteps, so they crowded around one after another.

A young man wearing earphones staggered and fell on the big mother.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry. I didn't stand still."

The young man with the headset apologized while struggling to get up.

The aunt in the seat smiled and waved her hands indifferently:

"it's okay no problem"

When the two young people quarreled, Wang Lidong didn't pay much attention to it, but after the third person joined the battle, he took a few glances and noticed something tricky.

The movements of the three of them are wide open and closed, and their postures are still full. In addition, all kinds of cruel words are kept in their mouths, giving people a look that they will not give up until they kill each other, but their fists are all light. of.

This is acting, as for the purpose
Wang Lidong immediately thought of a profession --- pickpocket, this profession has been eliminated in the previous life.

But now it is the 80s, which is the period when the thief industry is developing vigorously. To use a word from later generations, it is the wind.

After the Internet developed in the previous life, the routines of bus pickpockets were all summed up.

There are mainly 4 types:
Method [-]: Getting on and off the car and taking advantage of the chaos to steal
Method [-]: The gang covers the theft
Method [-]: Blade Stealing

Trick [-]: Stealing with tweezers
Today is the second method, other people attract and distract passengers, so that the accomplices can start stealing!
As for the killer, Wang Lidong found it with a sweep.

"Boy, it's too careless."

He grabbed the young man with earphones by the neck, and "slapped" two big ear scratches.

If he stole some upstart, Wang Lidong would not meddle in his own business.But this kid's target this time turned out to be an old lady wearing straw sandals.

This is a bit immoral.

The young man with the headset didn't expect to miss it today.

Although he was caught, he didn't panic much. Although he was only in his 20s, he entered the industry at the age of nine. He was very experienced in dealing with this situation.

He glared fiercely at Wang Lidong, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes:
"Boy, let go, don't meddle in your own business!"

While speaking, he moved his left hand, revealing half of the dagger from the sleeve.

Although Wang Lidong is quite strong, but he has a simple and honest face, and if he sees a real guy, he will definitely be scared.

Was it threatened? !
Wang Lidong twitched his lips, if he showed his gun, it would make him afraid a little bit, but a small broken dagger.
LV3's Vajra Indestructible Physical Skill is not practiced in vain, even standing up and letting this guy poke hard, it still can't break his defense.

"Clap,"

Dare to threaten Lao Tzu, Wang Lidong didn't talk nonsense, slapped his ears twice, and then shouted:
"Catch the thief!"

The carriage, which was extremely noisy just now, suddenly became quiet, and then looked at him in unison.

Wang Lidong exerted his right hand slightly, and the young man with earphones couldn't move immediately. He reached out from the trousers pocket, took out a stack of ten yuan, and handed it to the old lady:
"Ma'am, your money has been stolen."

The old lady who was watching the people eating melons was taken aback for a moment, and then panicked, because she recognized that the wad of money in Wang Lidong's hand belonged to her.

She has a small habit when counting money. She likes to count a piece of money and fold the lower left corner of the money.

"It's my money. It's my money. It's 500 yuan in total. I asked my relatives to borrow it, and my wife was hospitalized."

Seeing the excited and somewhat incoherent aunt, Wang Lidong hurriedly comforted him:
"Mother, hurry up, is there any shortage?"

The aunt hurriedly took the money and counted them one by one.

After counting twice, I found that the money was not short, "Young man, thank you so much, it is exactly 500 yuan, a lot of money." Put the money into the package, tied it tightly, took Wang Lidong's hand and thanked:

"Young man, thank you so much. This money is my wife's life-saving money, and it is really about to be lost. Young man, thank you so much, you are our life-saving benefactor."

"Bah...!"

There was a sound of brakes and the bus stopped.

The middle-aged man among the three who was still beating to death just now, squeezed in front of the thief, and stretched out his hand to slap two big ears:
"I hate thieves the most in my life, why not be a thief."

The surrounding passengers also spoke one after another:
"Send him to the police station, let the government discipline him well"

"Yes! Send him to the police station. We must not let him go."

"Driver, drive to the police station"

"Ah! I still have something to do, whichever one of you has time can just go there."

"Yeah, I still have to pick up the kids."

At this time, several people stood up and volunteered:
"I happen to have time, so I'll help this brother go to the police station."

"I'm free too."

Wang Lidong glanced at the few people who volunteered, and sneered in his heart.

Seeing that the old lady wanted to go with her, he hurriedly persuaded:
"Mother, don't go, it's important to go to the hospital. Remember to keep the money safe and be careful on the way."

Seeing what Wang Lidong said was categorical, the old lady followed suit. She was just a village woman who was most afraid of entering the yamen, but she still grabbed Wang Lidong and wanted his address.

Seeing that he would not let him go, Wang Lidong could only go to the old lady's ear, told his home address, and then escorted the thief out of the car with a few "enthusiasts".

"Brothers, do you know how to get to the police station?"

Among the enthusiastic crowd, the oldest one smiled and said:

"Little brother, don't worry, I live nearby, there is a short road, and the police station can be reached within a few hundred meters."

"That's great, brother, let's take a shortcut."

The middle-aged man hurriedly said a few words of modesty, and after secretly winking at the young people around him, he took the lead and led the crowd into an alley.

After seven turns and eight turns, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians, and when there were no pedestrians around, several people stopped.

Seeing that Wang Lidong didn't panic at all, the middle-aged man felt a little bad for no reason, thinking that there was some help, he hurriedly said to Curly:
"Xiao Liu, go watch the wind!"

"Okay, big brother."

The wind of Wang Mao.

With a slight flash, Wang Lidong came to Curly Hair's side, and stretched his muscles and bones, making two "clicks", and the two arms were taken off.

"what!"

The severe pain made Curly's face contort, and cold sweat broke out for nothing.

(End of this chapter)