Early the next morning, Ouyang Lan was about to leave, there was no plane in Jiangxia City, only a train, and Yang Ziming personally drove her to the train station.

The Spring Festival has long ended, the statutory holiday has not yet arrived, and there are not many people at the train station, so Yang Ziming parked the car in the parking lot and helped Ouyang Lan drag his luggage all the way to the ticket office to get tickets.

This time it was a secret mission, Ouyang Lan was wearing civilian clothes, did not go through special procedures, and queued up to get tickets like ordinary people.

There was still half an hour before the ticket check-in, Yang Ziming and Ouyang Lan were chatting at the gate of the station, and suddenly an old man's voice came from not far away: "Someone has stolen money, someone has stolen money!"

Out of professional instinct, the two of them quickly ran towards the old man's side, only to see a man in his 30s running nervously through the crowd, and behind him, there was already a teenager chasing, and the teenager shouted while chasing: "Stop the thief in front." ”

However, in the crowd at the scene, no one came out to help the boy stop the thief, but they were afraid of being affected, so they gave way one after another.

The boy looked disappointed, but he was tall and long-legged, and with a wave of his hands, it was like a car in a game with accelerated nitrogen, and he rushed forward with a swoop.

Relatively speaking, the thief was petite and his pace was not big, and he was caught up by the teenager after a while.

The boy grabbed the thief and tried to take the opportunity to drag him to the ground, but he almost fell down with too much force.

At this moment, the thief suddenly stopped and turned around, and he actually held a sharp watermelon knife in his hand, stabbing fiercely at the young man's chest.

Seeing this, the young man instinctively put away his body and blocked it with his hand, and with a bang, a long cut was made on the palm of his hand, and blood flowed immediately.

But the thief did not stop attacking and continued to wave the watermelon knife at the boy.

The boy endured the severe pain and dodged, but due to his injuries, the action adventure was not as agile as before, and when he was not in time, he was stabbed in the shoulder again, and let out a terrible scream.

Yang Ziming and Ouyang Lan quickly ran over and inspected the young man's injuries, a big hole was poked out of his shoulder, blood flowed, and the young man's face was pale.

"Call an ambulance, I'll chase the thief. Yang Ziming said a word to Ouyang Lan, and immediately got up to chase the thief.

"Be careful, the other party has a knife. Ouyang Lan reminded.

Yang Ziming was professionally trained, dodging left and right in the crowd, climbing over guardrails, stepping over steps, and soon the thief appeared in front of him less than three meters away.

The thief turned around in a panic and saw that Yang Ziming was behind him, and he was trying to run to the side path.

But Yang Ziming had already anticipated the thief's attempt, and after a sprint, he took off into the air, and then kicked the thief from behind to the ground.

The thief fell and ate, but he quickly stood up and decided to repeat the previous plot, brandishing a watermelon knife and stabbing at Yang Ziming.

Yang Ziming is professionally trained, this situation is not strange to him, he calmly watched the thief's seemingly crazy moves, aimed at the point of the tip of the knife in the thief's hand, and kicked the thief's wrist, and the watermelon knife was kicked to the ground.

The thief wanted to bend down and pick up the knife on the ground, but Yang Ziming took a step forward and kicked the thief to the ground again.

The thief crawled on the ground and turned over a few times, and his nose was gray and embarrassed.

Yang Ziming rushed forward, locked it with a grappling technique, and slapped him on the back, completely cutting off his ability to fight back, and then came with a rope from the side and tied him backhand.

Yang Ziming picked up the knife on the ground and escorted the thief back to the place of the incident, the gate of the train station.

The ambulance had arrived and was carrying the injured teenager onto a stretcher. The old man followed closely behind, looking eagerly at the young man.

"Doctor, save my grandson, I beg you. ”

"Eldest sister, don't worry, your grandson's life is not in danger for the time being. ”

The old man listened to the doctor's words before she was relieved, she was about to follow to the car, but was stopped by Yang Ziming.

"Old man, he stole something from you, you should ask him to get it back now. Yang Ziming brought the thief to the old man and said.

As soon as the old man saw this thief who stole his wallet and stabbed his grandson, his heart was full of anger, and he knocked on the thief's skull, and then turned to Yang Ziming and thanked: "Young man, thank you so much, he stole my wallet." ”

"Take it out!" Yang Ziming pinched the thief's shoulder hard.

The thief was in pain, and immediately begged for a detour: "Tap, tap, ouch, wallet in the inside pocket of my clothes." ”

Yang Ziming reached into his pocket, took out a cloth bag, which contained several folded banknotes and some coins, and returned them to the old man.

"This is the money for my wife's treatment, you thief is really unconscionable!" The old man pointed at the thief and scolded a few words, then took the cloth bag and opened it to look at it, the money was there, and a smile appeared on his face again: "It's all there, it's all there, thank you young man, what's your name?"

"Hehe, it's okay to call me Xiao Ming, by the way, I still have to leave beforehand, and the police will arrive soon. Yang Ziming turned his head to one of the onlookers and said, "Brother, you can help take a look at him." ”

After speaking, Yang Ziming found Ouyang Lan and pulled up the luggage in her hand, "Let's go, your train is checking the ticket." ”

Ouyang Lan followed closely behind Yang Ziming and ran towards the waiting room anxiously.

When entering the station and passing through the security check, Yang Ziming was not allowed to enter, he returned the luggage to Ouyang Lan and watched her go through the security check.

After entering, Ouyang Lan came to the fence, said a few words to Yang Ziming, and then waved goodbye.

"Be safe on the road, give me a call when you get there, and stay in touch at all times. ”

"Uh-huh. Ouyang Lan nodded, and was about to turn around and walk to the ticket gate, when he suddenly shouted, "Oh no, my phone is gone." ”

She reached out and searched in her pocket and bag, no, "Oh I remember, it seems that I took it out when I just called an ambulance, and I put it on the flower bed, you can help me get it." ”

At this time, the announcer's voice sounded on the radio: "Dear passengers, the D2018 train is about to stop ticket checking, please hurry up if you don't have a ticket check!"

Ouyang Lan glanced at the ticket gate, and said anxiously: "It's over, it's too late, you can send it to me when the time comes." With that, he picked up his luggage and prepared to rush to the ticket check.

"Wait a minute. Yang Ziming took out his mobile phone from his pocket and stuffed it to Ouyang Lan: "You can use mine first, you can't do it if you don't have a mobile phone there." ”

Ouyang Lan didn't have time to think about it, so she took the phone and walked inside, "Thank you, I'm leaving." She trotted over with her luggage.

"Slow down, it's time to get in touch. Yang Ziming looked at Ouyang Lan's back, waved his hand and shouted.

It wasn't until Ouyang Lan's back disappeared from sight that Yang Ziming turned to leave, he came to the place where the incident had just happened, searching for Ouyang Lan's mobile phone.

The ambulance at the scene has left, the police's car is still there, they are dealing with the thief's matter, and ask the surrounding people about the situation at the time of the incident, Yang Ziming walked over, ignored the police's affairs, and looked for Ouyang Lan's mobile phone in a low-key manner, but he searched several flower beds around, but did not find Ouyang Lan's rose red mobile phone.

Although Ouyang Lan didn't say that Yang Ziming must find it, Yang Ziming thought to himself that Ouyang Lan's mobile phone must have a lot of work-related information, and if it is picked up and circulated, it will have a great negative impact on his work, so he must find the mobile phone.

In desperation, he could only go back to the crowd and ask everyone, "May I ask, has anyone seen a red mobile phone?"

Many people in the crowd recognized him and pointed and asked, "Hey, this person is the one who helped catch the thief." ”

"yes, that's him. ”

The policeman, who was learning about the situation from the witnesses, walked over to Yang Ziming and asked, "Was it the thief you caught just now?"

"Yes. Yang Ziming nodded, and continued to look around and search.

The policeman said to Yang Ziming: "So, sir, can you go back with us and make a record?"

Yang Ziming didn't have this time at all, so in a hurry, he pulled the policeman aside and took out his ID from his pocket, "This is my ID." ”

The police took a look, and it turned out to be Captain Yang of the Criminal Police Team of the Municipal Bureau, and he was immediately ready to raise his hand to salute, "Team Yang ......"

Yang Ziming stopped him in time and whispered: "Confidential!"

"Oh......"

Yang Ziming turned around again and asked everyone: "Everyone, have you ever seen a red mobile phone, Huawei's, has anyone picked it up?"

At this time, the police on the side also helped Yang Ziming and asked: "Has anyone seen this gentleman's red Huawei mobile phone?" ”

But after asking around, no one said that they had seen or picked up this mobile phone, Yang Ziming felt bad, someone must have picked it up, otherwise it would be impossible to find it, and the person who picked it up must have left the scene, what should I do?

Yang Ziming regretted it very much, at that time, he should have equipped all employees with an anti-theft and anti-loss record clearing system, and now he can only hope that Ouyang Lan's mobile phone screensaver password will not be deciphered, or the person who picked up the mobile phone will take the initiative to take it to the station service center.

By the way, Yang Ziming came to the station service center with a glimmer of hope, and asked the waiter inside if anyone had picked up the mobile phone and handed it over, but he got a disappointed answer.

Yang Ziming was frustrated, he returned to the scene to look for it again, but he still didn't see Ouyang Lan's mobile phone, not even a red thing, he sat on the flower bed, breathing heavily.

An old man pushing a cart to sell water walked up to Yang Ziming and asked, "Do you want to buy water?"

Yang Ziming took out a five-yuan bill from his pocket and said, "Uncle, I'll buy a bottle of water." Taking advantage of the opportunity to buy water, he asked again: "Uncle, have you seen a red mobile phone on this flower bed?"

"Red mobile phone?" The old man handed the water to Yang Ziming, and said while looking for money: "A young man just sat here, is it your mobile phone?"