Confessions of a Thief

three

Even Zhuang Ze didn't know that he had a quirk. He only stole things from people in suits.

Today is not a small harvest. During the rush hour, he mixed with the crowd and stole five wallets, each with 200 yuan in cash, and then lost it to the lost and found office.

It's time to go home after stealing things. Zhuang Ze looked at the hurrying pedestrians and didn't want to stay for a long time, but when he walked across the overpass, he saw an old man who was begging. little girl.

Zhuang Ze counted five hundred and handed them to the little girl. Just as he was about to leave, the old man grabbed his trouser legs and counted four hundred and five back to him. Then he pointed at his tattered canvas shoes, smiled and shook his head.

Zhuang Ze pulled his legs back quickly, turned around and ran forward, and when he was about to get off the overpass, he was pushed down to the ground by a man in a suit who rushed up suddenly.

"Damn it!" The man in the suit knelt beside Zhuang Ze, holding his collar with one hand and angrily said, "Give me back my wallet!"

Zhuang Ze was stunned by this sudden change. He lay on the cold brick surface and looked at the other party with round eyes.

"Tsk, talk! Damn it! I was still in a hurry to meet the client, so you stole my work ID from me!"

"Hmm." Zhuang Ze vaguely understood that he was causing trouble to others, he hurriedly raised his hand and shook it, and was about to point to the lost and found place, but was punched by the man.

"Why are you pretending to be dumb with me! If you don't want to get involved, just say it!"

"Don't hit brother! Don't hit him!" The little girl just pulled the old man over, put all the red banknotes in his hand into the man's hand, and said aggrievedly: "Bad man! Don't hit brother! Brother is a good man , I will return the money to you! Return it to you!"

The old man tugged at the little girl, waved his hand to the man in the suit to express his apology, then made fists and crosses to tell him not to hit her.

The man in the suit saw that everyone around him gathered around him, so he got up and said, "It was my fault for beating someone, I was too hasty. You always keep the money. Since he refuses to return the wallet, I have no choice but to bring him into the police station."

Zhuang Ze wiped the broken corner of his mouth, but didn't say anything.

four

"You said his name is Zhuang Ze?" Ji Bai patted the ashes on his suit, and asked the policeman in surprise, isn't Zhuang Ze his junior high school classmate?

"He is, I am a regular customer here. He knows how to steal a little money without doing anything all day. I have had your wallet brought back from the lost and found office." After closing the file, the recorder asked: "Is there still something wrong? It's okay I took him into custody."

"It's okay, it's okay! I thought it was someone I knew, but I was mistaken." In Ji Bai's impression, Zhuang Ze was a person who said little and smiled shyly at him, not a sloppy one who only knew how to steal. Dumb of stuff.

"It's okay, you can go, I will take him to the detention center."

"How long will you be detained for?"

"That's none of your business."