Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

"Clang", the mobile phone fell to the ground as expected.

Song Pan'er also used a clever trick to induce Mrs. Song to step on her.

"Ouch! Why are you walking, are you blind? The new mobile phone I bought is broken. Please pay for my mobile phone."

The little girl looks small, but her voice is really loud. She scolds when she opens her mouth.

"This little girl, why are you swearing? What about your cell phone? It's not my fault!"

Mrs. Song was a little confused. Why did she bump into this city man for no reason?

She didn't pay attention! This guy came out of nowhere.

"Hurry up and pay for my cell phone. I just bought it for 3,500 yuan! You broke it. Pay me back now, or I'll call the police!"

More and more people gathered around. Mrs. Song gestured wildly with her hands, and kept emphasizing that it was not her fault, it was the little girl who bumped into her, and she explained to passers-by in a panic.

In the 1990s, the world was dominated by landlines, and mobile phones were still a rarity. They had just come out, and those who were willing to buy them were not simple people.

Old thief Song, I'm going to cause you a lot of trouble. Song Pan'er smiled evilly, sneaked out of the crowd, and ran away.

"Ouch, I'm so angry that my chest hurts! How can you, a little girl from the city, be so mean and submissive to others?"

Sitting on the ground, Mrs. Song had no choice but to instinctively use her big trick, rolling around.

"Little girl, forget it, you can't afford to offend this old lady. If she loses this, it will be much more expensive than your mobile phone. You can't afford to pay for it!" a middle-aged man who was watching the fun advised.

"Forget it? This is my new mobile phone, it costs more than 3,000 yuan! She's not worth the price. She can't even afford to pay for it if I sell it!"

"You all know that she can't afford to pay compensation. It's useless to keep making trouble like this. It's unclear who hit whom. There's no way to collect evidence even if we call the police."

I have to say that Mrs. Song was very lucky. When she met this middle-aged man, she kept saying good things to her.

"You are so shameless and invincible, so bad luck for me!"

"You wait here. If the phone cannot be repaired, I will come out to find you. If you dare to run away, I will call the police and I will give you a leg discount if I catch you!"

The young girl is too lazy to make trouble here and lets others watch the fun like a big monkey.

He smoothed his long yellow hair, knelt down to pick up the phone, and returned to the mobile phone store to repair it.

As the little girl left, Mrs. Song's playful voice gradually became weaker.

The people around saw that there was no excitement and slowly dispersed.

"Where's the dead girl? Huh?"

It wasn't until everyone dispersed that Mrs. Song realized that Song Pan'er was missing.

"Little bitch, where did you go? You damn bastard, where did you go?"

She stood up in a panic, turned around, and avoided people coming and going. She really looked like a mentally ill person.

Song Pan'er didn't go far. She hid not far away, behind a mannequin at the entrance of a clothing store.

She could hear clearly everything Mrs. Song scolded her.

Swear! I have been used to hearing Mrs. Song's scoldings since I was a child. It doesn't matter, she won't grow up with me anyway.

In this way, Song Pan'er watched Mrs. Song scolding her for more than an hour. In the end, maybe because she was tired of scolding, she finally stopped scolding her. She collapsed and sat on the ground, crying loudly.

"You little beast, where did you die? What should I do? How should I go home? Where is this? Oh, my God! What can I do?"

The roads in this city were twists and turns. She started to turn around as soon as she got off the bus, and she couldn't even find the station she came from.

Seeing her crying so hard that she was out of breath, Song Lai'er felt relieved.

snort! I have been scolded by you since I was born, and my arms were often bruised and bruised.

You also have shortcomings! This time it fell into my hands.

After about two hours, Mrs. Song's voice became hoarse.

When I finally plucked up the courage to ask someone to see if they knew the way to Huaishu Village, the police came.

Some kind-hearted person called the police, saying that there was a crazy woman on the street and was afraid of hurting passers-by. Let the police* handle it.

"What's going on? What are you doing, old lady?" A young policewoman stood three steps away from Mrs. Song.

"What's wrong? What kind of law have I broken? Isn't it allowed to sit on the streets in the city?"

In Mrs. Song's mind, the police only catch those who are super-born and those who commit crimes. No one had ever told her that she could ask the police for help if she got lost.

This is the cognitive barrier.

Seeing the man in police uniform approaching, she immediately stood up from the ground and said nervously.

"No, aunt, don't be afraid. I'm just asking, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying here?"

The policewoman* is very patient. This old woman's face was covered with snot and tears. She must have encountered difficulties. She didn't look like she was mentally ill, nor did she look like she was about to commit a crime.