Lucky Records

Lu Xiang couldn't control the strength of his hands when he captured Song Lan, so that Song Lan's cheeks were already swollen when the two entered the street police station.

The law and order in Shanghai is still good, and Song Lan's yelling for help just now really recruited the security guards from the night patrol.

When the assistant police arrived at the scene, Song Lan was still pinned to the ground by Lu Xiang.

In fact, he escaped once after calling for help when he was distracted by the sound of the road, but this person also had a character of resignation, so he broke free and stood up, then raised his foot and kicked the squatting Lu Xiang.

This kick completely annoyed Lord Xiang, and he used all his grasping skills, and Song Lan caught Song Lan and subdued him to the ground in two or three strokes, like pinching a small chicken, making him unable to move at all.

An assistant police officer happened to see that scene at the entrance of the alley with a baton. While yelling to stop, he beckoned to several other colleagues to run up and pull Lu Xiang away from Song Lan. One of them held a walkie-talkie and said to the other team: After a few words, the one who saw the fight asked them both: "What's going on?"

"Yi is the bone of a thief (he is a thief)." Song Lan had already been supported to stand up, and before Lu Xiang could speak, he pointed to Lu Xiang and spoke Shanghai dialect to everyone.

None of the people in the group were the policemen who were making up. Hearing what he said, he really couldn't end the matter immediately. Someone directly suggested that he be taken to the police station.

Lu Xiang patted the dust on his coat, and was taken aback when he heard what they said. He didn't understand Shanghai, but he could tell from his tone and tone that he was beaten up by the other party, so he asked: "What did he say?"

The comrade of the Police Assistance was quite good at making a statement, so he said to him in not-so-standard Mandarin: "I doubt your identity now, I'm sorry to go to the police station once, and I will explain to the police officer if I have anything to say."

Maybe the spirit of a harmonious society and stable development was well promoted, and another person immediately came out to smooth things over, "Just to record a statement, right and wrong will be treated fairly, don't worry, I won't wrong you just because you are a foreigner."

That being said, if you just put Lu Xiang on the head of the bar, it doesn't seem to work if you don't go.

"I'll make a phone call." Lu Xiang answered this sentence with a firm tone that made it impossible to refute.

"Hurry up, don't go far and talk here." After a while, an older person said something.

Lu Xiang ignored him, walked to the street light pole, took out his mobile phone and dialed out.It was the master who answered the phone, Lu Xiang didn't call Xiao Xia because he was afraid that he would make things worse, and everyone in this area knew that Lu Xiang came over in person, and it would be difficult to deal with the matter later.

The other party quickly picked up, Lu Xiang explained a few words, and then asked the master to take Xiao Xia to the police station to meet him directly, and don't call anyone during the period.The master works steadily and directly agrees.

The police station was not far from the place where they were fighting, accompanied by two auxiliary policemen, and the others continued to patrol.

When I arrived at the police station, there were lights inside. At the end of the year, other industries relaxed, but the police who protected the social peace were different. The more this period, the more various cases, and the busier they are.

One of the two police officers took them directly to the interrogation room, while the other went to call the police on duty.

The inquiry room is a small room with only 8 square meters, with white walls on all sides and a large wattage white LED light on it, which is so bright that it can make people feel refreshed.

Song Lan and Lu Xiang sat face to face at each end of the table. The space was too small. In order not to lose the other party in terms of aura, both of them lowered their eyes and didn't make a sound. They didn't even make eye contact, let alone communicate.

A policeman in his forties came. He might have been busy all day, and his face was a little tired. After entering, he lit a cigarette without saying a word, then looked at the incident report that the assistant police had submitted just now, and asked, "Fighting?" ?”

Song Lan nodded.

Song Lan used to come to this police station a lot when he was still studying. Because of his father’s imprisonment, he became the target of the neighborhood committee’s aunt’s care and support. A youth legal awareness education course co-sponsored by the street and the police station.

Song Lan had taken the same course for three consecutive years, so he knew some of the policemen in this police station.

"Xiao Song!" The policeman on duty happened to be one of the people who taught him that year, and he called him when he saw him.

Lu Xiang frowned, it seemed that the other party was a repeat offender.

"What's going on?" the policeman asked after putting out the cigarette butt, then pointed at Song Lan, "Tell me first."

"I finished ordering at the market at night. I saw a few people sneaking around like thieves and chased them out, and then I only blocked him." It was almost crushed, and it hurts to speak now, "Unexpectedly, I didn't pay attention, and he got the upper hand."

He wanted to save face and didn't say that he was beaten and lay on the ground.

The police took a brush and wrote it down.Then he turned around and asked Lu Xiang, who was frowning all the time and remained silent: "Is what he said true?"

Lu Xiang glanced at Song Lan, and finally settled on the police officer, saying: "It's nonsense, he was the one who blocked the road and robbed, and then I subdued him."

"So you didn't steal anything?" The policeman lowered his head and continued to write, not forgetting to ask, "Where's your ID card? Take it out and have a look."

"The ID card is in the wallet, and the wallet is in the car." Lu Xiang replied truthfully,

The policeman raised his head and glanced at him. The look in his eyes was full of meaning. Of course, Lu Xiang knew what he was thinking.

He reported a series of numbers in one breath, and then said: "This is my ID card number. I have already called my friend over, and I can get the ID card out later."

The police took what he said, wrote down a few numbers, and asked him again, asking him to report all his ID numbers.After finishing recording, the policeman raised his head and said to the two of them, "Someone reported the theft just now, and there were indeed thieves who committed crimes in this area tonight. So what Xiao Song saw should be the thief."

After a while, he said to Lu Xiang, "How can you prove it's not you?"

When Lu Xiang heard it, he was crazy. What kind of logic is this? An innocent person has to prove his innocence?

"There are probes in this area. My car was parked on the avenue. My friend and I got out of the car and walked around here. My friend was waiting at the fork. I went to the protected building alone. There were probes in the fight. Today I I was robbed at night, and I was in self-defense, and now I ask you to file a case and help me catch the person who robbed me."

The logic is very clear, and the police were speechless for a while.

After a short while, the policeman went out to chat with his colleagues, and then asked Song Lan when he came in, "Did you see it with your own eyes? He stole it?"

Seeing that Song Lan's face was blushing, she couldn't lift her spirits, so she reminded him: "Xiao Song, some things need to be seen to believe, and things will happen if you talk nonsense!"

Song Lan had a cold and a fever in the morning, and didn't eat dinner at night. He was beaten up by Lu Xiang just now, and now the fever came up again. With his face swollen from the beating, his whole face turned red. Hearing the police's question, He shook his head before saying, "I haven't seen him steal, but I can't go wrong chasing him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the interrogation room was opened, and another policeman came in and whispered something in the ear of the original one.

"I think the two of you should mediate. There seems to be a misunderstanding. We watched the replay of the probe just now, and Mr. Lu was indeed just walking around here. Song Lan, it's a good thing for you to catch a thief, but it seems that you caught the wrong person. "

The police reminded me in good faith that one thing more is worse than one thing less. Unexpectedly, Song Lan really had a brain twitch and shouted directly: "Impossible, I don't believe people who can't even find out an ID card. The street lights in this area are dim, and even the probe has blind spots. If he has an accomplice, the stolen goods must have been handed over to the accomplice, so you don't have any evidence now."

"By the way, the coat on his body should also be in the market! He is very precious! I think it will be sold."

The two policemen looked at Lu Xiang again, and their eyes changed back to the previous questioning.

The one who came in later simply said, "Excuse me, sir, can you take off your coat?"

Although this coat is a classic model of Armani, it is a custom-made version. In addition to the first concealed button made of pure gold with Lu Xiang's initials LX on it, Lu Xiang's name is hand-embroidered on the inner pocket , so using it to prove that he did not steal clothes is the best evidence.

Not long after, Lu Xiang took off his coat and showed the police officers the unique marks on the clothes one by one.

The policeman muttered, mourning for himself following Song Lan's brain twitch for a few seconds, and then continued to be a peacemaker, "We don't think it's you either, so why not, you go back first. The kid did a good deed and didn't recognize anyone. It's a pure misunderstanding today .”

Song Lan was already dumbfounded when he saw Lu Xiang holding his coat to prove himself just now, but now he felt like ten thousand mud horses ran past his heart.The atmosphere was oppressive and awkward, so he simply turned his face away.

"No, I want to pursue it. I want him to pay for my clothes." Lu Xiang said confidently, with a very tough attitude.

Because the policeman is not ignorant (ignorant of the goods), of course he knows the value of his clothes, and the probe can also see that Song Lan was indeed beating the other party with a bamboo pole at the beginning. Of course, it is best to solve the problem peacefully at this time Yes, so the two policemen took turns talking nice things there.

Lu Xiang's attitude has always been very firm. If he doesn't pay for the clothes, he will be accused of robbery. He even took out his eighteen sons and quoted a false price of one million yuan.

The penalty for robbery is much higher than that for theft. Once this matter gets serious, their efforts to create a civilized neighborhood will be useless, and the leaders will inevitably come to question them. After this connection, the police will do Song Lan's ideological work again. Here I say After about ten minutes, Mr. Liu arrived outside with Xiao Xia.

Xiao Xia is full of vigor, and when he enters the police station, he gets a little angry. Who is their seventh brother? Just give the name of a friend who can overwhelm the name of the entire district leader here, and bring him as a suspect for questioning. Beijing is known and still not laughed off?

He just yelled who is the leader here?Master Liu directly covered his mouth, whispered a reminder in his ear, and then pulled him to the corner.

Fortunately, the police station is not very big, he heard his yell just now, and one of the policemen came out and brought the two of them to the interrogation room.

The questioning room was even more crowded now. There were six men standing at the same time, and a lot of oxygen was quickly consumed.

Song Lan's brain was a little short of oxygen, and with a fever and a cold, she was dizzy.The police officer kept talking in his ear again, saying that if he was really accused, there would be a lot of trouble.His mind was crackling and firecrackers were exploding violently, and finally after the police officer persuaded him, he finally agreed to compensate Lu Xiang for the cleaning and maintenance of that suit.

The fee was not low, Lu Xiang took out his mobile phone and showed him the previous bills.

It would cost more than 4000 yuan for a coat to be maintained. Song Lan felt like beeping the dog, but there was nothing he could do about it. He was unlucky. The police said that he would be fined if he robbed more than [-] yuan.

He has always been timid in front of the law, he gritted his teeth, once Alipay transferred the money, his one-month stand was in vain.

When Lu Xiang led the people away, he smiled at Song Lan, that smile was particularly lethal, and it made people crazy.When he walked past Song Lan, he didn't forget to add another knife, and said something to Song Lan that only the two of them could understand. He said, "I forgot to tell you, my fucking Chinese class is taught by the physical education teacher." The implication is that if you don't agree with me, I will beat you.

Song Lan was still immersed in the pain of four thousand and five, and he suddenly woke up after being stunned by him. He chased him and cursed a few times, until he watched the three of them go to the LaCrosse at the gate. played.

I went back and said to the police officer I knew: "What a million-dollar bracelet! I think it's a street vendor in the Town God's Temple. Damn it, I was tricked! They don't even have a BMW, they drive a Buick! How can they have that kind of money?" Play antique literature."

The policeman finished one job, and because he was in a good mood to turn the big thing into a small one, he threw a cigarette to Song Lan and smiled at him: "Okay, let's buy it as a lesson to save money and eliminate disasters."

Song Lan couldn't bear that tone, and asked the police for the record of the question just now, which had the person's name and ID number on it. He had a good memory, and quickly memorized those, and then said to himself: "The road is ringing, right? , you wait for me!"