Fisherman's Secret

Holding a paper bag in his arms, Fang Jing came out of the supermarket in a hurry under the sun that could make people dizzy at noon. When he turned the corner of the street, he saw that person again.

I don't know when, from the supermarket to the alley at the corner of his house, there has been such a homeless man, wearing tattered clothes, and his long hair has not been cut for many years, like Knotted straw is on the top of the head, with a bearded face, always drooping his head, and leaning there motionless with drooping eyelids.

This is an old city, and there is no property management. Because the alleys are deep and the roads are narrow, the city management doesn't care much about this area, which leads to a lot of homeless people in this area.

But this man was obviously different from other wanderers.

Fang Jing has never seen him reach out to ask for anything, and there is no broken bowl, pot or box in front of him to ask for money. He just sat there quietly, not looking for it deliberately, not even People will notice him.

Not easy on such a hot day.

Fang Jing rummaged through the paper bag, found a bottle of water, took another bun, and bent down to hand it to the man.

The man immediately bowed his back, put his hands on the ground, knelt on the ground with one leg, and half squatted with the other leg, staring at Fang Jing warily, like a ferocious wolf, whenever there is a disturbance, it will explode The person in front of him was torn to pieces.

Fang Jing was taken aback, the bread and water fell down and hit the man's ankle.

The man poked a hole in the plastic bottle with his finger, and the clear mineral water rushed out.

Fang Jing: "..."

Neuropathy!

Fang Jing cursed secretly, didn't bother to pay attention to him, threw the bread and water at the man's feet, tore off the package of another bread as if to vent his anger, and gnawed on it.

Behind him, the wolf-like tramp hesitated for a moment, then picked up the bread like Fang Jing did, tore open the package, and started to gobble it up.

After Fang Jing finished eating the bread, he threw the packaging bag into the trash can on the side of the road.

Across the street came two young youths walking side by side, both with their hands in their pockets, staggering over.

Fang Jing didn't care either, and was about to cross the road with the paper bag in his arms, when the two of them bumped into him suddenly, Fang Jing was staggered by the force, and almost fell, then suddenly realized something, and put it in his pocket. I touched it, and sure enough, the wallet was gone.

Damn, I just took out last month's salary from my wallet, and I was going to pay the rent. If it was three years ago, I would have lost thousands of dollars, but now——

The brain is still calculating that one is against two, even if he catches up with the two thieves, how likely is it to get his wallet back? Fang Jing's body has already reacted faster than his mind, and he chased after him, not forgetting while chasing. Shout: "Catch the thief—"

In order to attract the help of passionate people who like to fight against injustice.

The two young pickpockets were really professional. Although their methods of stealing wallets were not very clever, their escape skills were full. They had reached the corner of the street in the blink of an eye. The streets and alleys of this old community are full of twists and turns. One mistake If you can't see it, you will lose it.

Fang Jing cursed unluckily, and was ready to separate from the respectable and lovely banknote——

With a "plop", something fell heavily on the ground.

Fang Jing rushed over, his eyes widened in surprise.

The two little thieves lay on the ground like an arhat, and the wallet in their hands flew out long ago and landed in front of a pair of straw sandals.

Fang Jing only saw the wallet, quickly picked it up, opened it, and found that the money was still there, the bank card was still there, and the ID card was still there, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you." Fang Jing turned around and thanked him sincerely.

"No need—" the hot-blooded man paused every word, his tone was blunt, and it didn't sound too awkward.

Fang Jing raised his head, and was taken aback for a moment, seeing that Comrade Lei Feng who drew his sword to help was actually the psychopath just now.

The mentally ill brother finally stood up, only to find that he was quite tall, with the iconic straw long hair, wearing an unrecognizable clothes, one piece here and the other, the waist was tied with a cloth belt casually , did not fall.

The waist is very thin.

Fang Jing walked down the legs of the mentally ill brother, his eyes fell on his feet, and suddenly he felt thunder rolling.

In what age, there are still people wearing straw sandals.

Is it really a neuropathy?

The little thief was taken aback for a moment, and then cursed: "Fool, don't let me meet you again, let me meet you again, and kill you."

Fang Jing got his wallet, and immediately took out his phone calmly: "Hi, is this the XX Road Police Station? I met two robbers armed with knives. The location is—"

Halfway through the speech, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the blade shining coldly under the sun, and a word came out of his mouth: "Damn!!"

One of the thieves took out a switchblade from nowhere at some point, and stabbed towards Fang Jing.

Fang Jing raised his arms reflexively, protecting his eyes, neck, stomach and other important parts. He heard a muffled groan in his ears. Brother Nervous immediately grabbed the blade and folded it forcefully. With a "bang", the switchblade fell to the ground. The thief clasped his wrists and howled like his dead parents.

The mentally ill brother had blood on his hands, pinched the murderer by the neck with one hand and pressed him against the wall, staring at him sullenly.

Catching his gaze, under the high noon sun, Fang Jing only felt a coolness rising from his bones, and shivered involuntarily.

Damn, where is this mentally ill person who ran out!

The siren sounded from far to near, the second thief panicked, picked up a brick, and greeted the back of the psychopath's head.

The man turned his face and glanced coldly. Brother Banzhuan was blocked in his heart, and his hand that was waving the brick paused for a while, hesitating whether to continue shooting or run away, when he saw the man roll his eyes and make a "plop", fell to the ground.

Fang Jing: "..."

Brother Banzhuan was also stunned, why did he faint before Banzhuan breathed on his head?Could it be that when did he become unrivaled in martial arts, and he could kill people just by pointing the wind?

"Fuck, crazy!" Without the deadly hand clamped around his neck, the man nailed to the wall was finally able to breathe freely. foot, and then escaped.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Fang Jing kicked the madman.

Neuropathy didn't move.

He bent down, touched his carotid artery, and breathed.

How to do?

Fang Jing sighed, resignedly took out his mobile phone and started dialing 120.

Who made someone knock him out with a brick just to save him?

municipal hospital.

Fang Jing repeatedly confirmed with the doctor: "It's really all right? Then why did he faint?"

The doctor looked at him like a fool: "Magnify you in the sun and don't give you food, drink or sleep, and see if you faint?"

Fang Jing was really stupid. After struggling for a long time, it turned out that the savior didn't get knocked out to save him, but because he was hungry?

The doctor asked: "What does this friend of yours do? He has hidden wounds all over his body, is he a soldier?"

Fang Jing thought to himself, I just met him today, how could I know what kind of job he was doing? I thought he had escaped from a mental hospital.

"I used to be a soldier." Fang Jing said vaguely.

"That's no wonder, it can't be from the special forces. Look at these injuries, tsk!" The doctor was very busy, and there were dozens of patients behind him. If you think you have a good foundation and don’t take your body seriously, you will regret it when you get old and have problems.”

Fang Jing thought about it, the background of this buddy is quite complicated.

When I arrived at the ward, I saw two patients living in it, a fat middle-aged man, and a handsome young man with handsome facial features, heroic, with his eyes closed, sleeping, and the nurse was hanging the middle-aged man. bit.

Fang Jing was taken aback: "Sorry, I went wrong."

The nurse smiled: "Hey, handsome guy, you didn't go wrong. You sent the person in, why don't you recognize him?"

Fang Jing's expression was as if he had been struck by lightning, and he couldn't speak smoothly: "You, you, you... You said this is the... person I sent?"

"Yeah." The nurse covered her mouth and smiled, "Is this your brother? He's a handsome guy, but he doesn't tidy himself up. He's like a homeless man. He's afraid that he'll be surrounded by girls on the street because he's too handsome. , so you changed to this non-mainstream route?”

On the surface, Fang Jing laughed along, but his heart was about to collapse.

Which country is this wonderful thing from?!He is obviously handsome in a mess, so he has to interpret Brother Sharp's demeanor.

The nurse set up the drip bottle, went to check the condition of the neuropathy, adjusted the infusion speed, saw that the needle was a little loose, bent over and was about to re-fix the needle, when the sleeping beauty, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly jumped up and pinched it with one hand Nurse the beauty's neck, and glue her to the wall like a nail thief.

Fang Jing: "?!!"

"What are you doing? Hurry up and let go, I'm going to strangle the nurse to death." Fang Jing shook his hand, and he knelt down sincerely. Where did the crazy old man forget to take his medicine, and he likes to choke people's necks every now and then.

It's fine if you pinch a little thief, but what's the point of pinching a nurse and a beautiful woman!

The crazy man stared straight at Fang Jing with his pitch-black eyes. Two seconds later, he rolled his eyes and passed out again.

"What's the matter with him?" the nurse complained, rubbing her neck.

Fang Jing could only smirk: "He is a soldier, a special soldier, and he is highly vigilant. It is probably a conditioned reflex..."

Almost strangled to death, the angel in white no longer had the same enthusiasm as before, and instantly put on a cold face, never giving another look to the handsome guy on the bed, tore off a page from the notebook, pasted it on the wall, and turned around gone.

Fang Jing glanced at the freshly released payment list, and resigned himself to the inpatient department to pay.

After paying the fee, he suddenly came back to his senses. He was not stabbed into the hospital to save him. Why should he be like an old mother, spending time, effort and money to take care of him?

Before Fang Jing could figure it out, he heard someone yelling to jump off the building.

Jump off a building?The sky is bright and bright, how hard is it to think about jumping off a building?

Everyone ran out, and someone in the crowd vaguely mentioned that the person who jumped from the building seemed to be from the ward on the third floor.

Fang Jing's heart skipped a beat, and when he realized it, he ran to the third floor.

The psychopath also lives on the third floor, so it can't be him.

Everyone else ran downstairs, but Fang Jing went up against the current alone, from the toll hall to upstairs, and when he arrived at the ward, the bed of the mentally ill was already empty, and the middle-aged man who lived in the same ward stared at him. His eyes were wide open, as if he had a heart attack, and he was panting.

The windows were wide open, and the curtains were blowing loudly in the wind.

"You you you you... he he he he... your brother jumped off the building." The middle-aged man couldn't understand the words.

Every day in the news, on TV, on the Internet, I always see jumping from buildings here and there, but when I actually witnessed it with my own eyes, it felt completely different, it was so shocking.

Fang Jing wanted to say, he is not my brother, we are just strangers who met by chance, and his jumping off the building has nothing to do with me.

But he didn't say anything in the end, thousands of words turned into an action, he rushed to the window, looked down, there was a group of people around downstairs, except the person concerned, under the white sun, there was only a small puddle of blood It means that someone has indeed jumped from the top just now.

Fang Jing: "..."

What a psycho!

Fang Jing cursed secretly again!