Rebirth 1955 starts from the hunter

"Lao Chen, one pound of pig's face and half a pound of fried peanuts."

"Okay! Master Yi, take it. I'll take one dollar and give you two cents in change." - Master Chen's voice was ups and downs, and Yi Zhonghai felt comfortable every time he listened to it.

"Huh!" Yi Zhonghai, who had not yet walked out of Nanchunming Lane, looked at the bulging blue handkerchief on the ground and subconsciously stepped on it.

Bending down, pretending to adjust his trouser legs and picking up the handkerchief on the ground, Yi Zhonghai immediately smiled.

By the feel of his hands, he knew there was money inside. He roughly measured the width and length of the money with his thumb and middle finger. There were at least thirty ten-yuan bills, Yi Zhonghai came to this conclusion in his mind.

He put the handkerchief in his pocket and continued walking as if nothing had happened.

"You spendthrift woman, you can lose money just by walking a few steps, why don't you lose yourself?" - This is a man's voice.

"Boss, look at my pocket, it's obviously cut by a blade, wuwuwuwuwuwu," - this was a crying female voice.

"Brother Ming, what about that? What about that?" - It was a strange male voice.

"It's right here. Mrs. Ming said that several hundred dollars were lost. What a bad conscience!" - Another strange male voice.

Yi Zhonghai was a little nervous and was about to take a few quick steps to get away from the person who was talking behind him.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Three men and one woman quickly chased after him. Two of them even surpassed Yi Zhonghai and stopped a woman walking in front of him and said, "Sister-in-law, have you seen a blue handkerchief? It contains the life-saving money for the family."

"No, no, I just got here. When did I lose it?"

"Just now, my sister-in-law's pocket was slashed."

"Hello comrade, have you seen a blue handkerchief?" - At this time a man stopped Yi Zhonghai and asked.

Yi Zhonghai didn't even think about it and said directly: "No, I just walked here after get off work."

Several people looked at each other in tacit understanding: "Okay, this sentence is enough."

The four people blocked both ends of the alley. The woman stood up, bowed and said, "I'm sorry, big brother and big sister. What we lost is hundreds of life-saving money. If you find it, can you return it to my family? Otherwise, I will kowtow to you?" - The woman was about to kneel down as she spoke.

Yi Zhonghai and the other middle-aged woman were both shocked. The middle-aged woman quickly supported the woman who was about to kneel down and said, "Big sister, what are you doing? I only brought one dollar in my pocket when I went out to buy groceries, and now I have 40 cents. If you don't believe me, just look for it. The rest is all yours."

There weren't many clothes in the summer, so the middle-aged woman turned out all her pockets while talking. Sure enough, there was only 40 cents.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the woman who blocked the road and lost the money apologized quickly and made way for her at the intersection.

However, the middle-aged woman who was buying vegetables did not leave, but instead looked at Yi Zhonghai.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai's forehead had already started to sweat because he was not wearing many clothes.

There were cigarettes and matches in the jacket pocket, their shapes were very obvious, and there was fifteen yuan in change in the side pocket of the jacket, which was not too conspicuous.

Naturally, the handkerchief he had just picked up was in his trouser pocket, and it was bulging and obviously contained something.

"Hey! You must be Master Yi from the Third Steel Rolling Mill! Brother Ming, I know him. Master Yi is a master fitter. If he says he didn't pick it up, he definitely didn't pick it up."

Yi Zhonghai subconsciously looked at the person who was speaking. He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, and was also wearing the work clothes of a steel rolling mill, but he had no impression of him.

He had no doubts about this. The steel rolling mill used to have nearly two thousand people, and recently it expanded its recruitment to more than five or six thousand people. It was not surprising that he didn't know him.

However, he was already prepared to take out the money because he had nowhere to hide it, and now he was stopped by this sentence, and it came from another factory.

If the news got out, the consequences would be unimaginable, especially when I saw that the pocket of the woman who lost the money was indeed cut open by a razor blade.

"Master Yi, I've heard of your name for a long time. Did you see anyone else?" - Brother Ming was very polite, but he kept looking at Yi Zhonghai's trouser pocket. His meaning was very clear, asking him to prove his innocence.

"Well, no, I just went to the delicatessen and just walked here." - Yi Zhonghai naturally understood the look of this man named Brother Ming. He could only pretend that he didn't understand, hoping to get away with it.

"Brother Ming, what do you mean? Master Yi is a level six worker, how could he be a thief? It's obvious that Sister Ming has encountered a big thief, and he might have run away long ago." - The man in the steel rolling mill work clothes said loudly, obviously supporting Yi Zhonghai, at least that's what passers-by thought.

Yi Zhonghai had lived through the war years and was naturally no fool. Although he had not yet realized that this was a trap, at least he knew that things could not continue like this.

The longer we delay, the harder it will be to explain. Now at least there is still a time difference to prove that he did not have the time to commit the crime. At most, he picked up the money with bad intentions. If we delay any further, I'm afraid we won't be able to explain it clearly.

"Brother Ming, can I have a word with you?" - Seeing more and more people passing by, Yi Zhonghai, who had figured it out, wanted to talk to the man who could make the decision alone. However, he was overthinking.

"Master Yi, how can I leave? I don't have time to talk to you alone, so why don't you confess? I felt something was wrong with you just now." - Brother Ming's eyes never left Yi Zhonghai's trouser pockets from beginning to end. It was such an obvious action that anyone with eyes could see it.

Yi Zhonghai was in a state of confusion. If he couldn't explain clearly today, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the consequences.

To cut the Gordian knot, Yi Zhonghai simply took out a blue handkerchief and was about to speak.

"Master Yi, you are the master chef of the steel rolling mill. You are definitely not a thief. You picked it up, right?" - said the man in the work clothes of the steel rolling mill at this time.

"Yes, yes, yes, I picked it up from the ground when I walked here, I can swear." - Yi Zhonghai quickly responded.

"Hey, some people scratch pockets, some people pick up money, this routine is not uncommon." said a passerby.

"What did you mean he picked it up? He's a fitter with great skills! He doesn't need an accomplice at all."

"Master Yi, how could you do such a thing?" - The man in the steel mill work clothes seemed to believe what the passerby said, and began to accuse with a red face.

"Master Yi, I asked you several times before if you had seen a blue handkerchief, and you kept saying no. Let's go to the security department and talk to them!" - Brother Ming did not take the handkerchief, and several people surrounded Yi Zhonghai directly.

Hearing what Brother Ming said, Yi Zhonghai's heart turned cold.

"Brother Ming, I, Yi Zhonghai, swear that anyone who stole the money or had an accomplice in stealing the money would not have a good death. I really picked up this handkerchief, and I don't know if there is money in it. Please believe me." - Yi Zhonghai's voice was very loud, and the scene suddenly became quiet for a moment.

But this kind of oath cannot be recognized by everyone, and even passers-by will not believe a thief's oath.

"Master Yi, my wife's pocket is obviously cut open by a razor blade. If you were in my shoes, would you believe it? Are you trying to fool a three-year-old? How could such a coincidence happen in the world?"

"Believe it, I believe it, please believe me, it's really just a coincidence." - Yi Zhonghai's defense had no effect.

"Brother Ming, I have always admired Master Yi. He has sworn an oath, and I believe him. Can we talk about this in private? Master Yi will be shot if we continue like this."

The words of the workwear man made Yi Zhonghai feel dizzy. He quickly stuffed the handkerchief into Brother Ming's hand and said in a hurry, "This handkerchief was really picked up. Let's calm down and talk slowly, okay?"