Chapter 11: A Good Father and Son

Actually, when I confirmed that they were a father and son, I knew that it was planted.

It's not a good deed horse stumbling forward, but falling directly into a big pit.

It's been twice in a row, and I've been slapped in the face by reality, why is it so difficult to do good deeds?

But the crowd was already crowded, and I couldn't retreat even if I wanted to.

The police car arrived soon and two policemen hurriedly got out of the car.

When one of the policemen saw that it was me, he couldn't help but slap his head on the door: "Why are you again, what did you do this time?"

This person turned out to be the policeman at noon, Zhao Wei, a first-class police officer.

Sweating profusely, I was ashamed of myself and said, "Actually...... I didn't call the police!"

"Comrade policeman, it's me who called the police!" The middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and said, "Don't blame this little brother, if it weren't for him today, I wouldn't be able to be so ruthless." Thank you, thank you, comrade police, just when you came, hurry up and persuade my father, he wants to use his only pension money to buy three no-health care products, and his family is about to be emptied!"

The old man was also filled with righteous indignation, and roared: "Comrade policeman, you give me a review, I use my own money to buy what I need, is this wrong? On the contrary, it is you, an unfilial son, who did everything possible to obstruct me, and today you are even more intensified, and even started a fight with your father, do you want me to die one day earlier so that I can inherit the property to you?"

The middle-aged man paused and beat his chest: "Wake up, Dad, I have a car and a house, what am I doing in your little broken house, I really think about you! This is your last 50,000 yuan, of which 20,000 yuan is still borrowed, I really have no choice but to rob your money." I'm not robbing money for myself, I'll save it for you, when do you need it, how much do you need, can't I just give it to you?"

Zhao Wei frowned and asked, "What health care products cost 50,000 yuan?"

"The seven-piece set of magnetic therapy in the bedroom can regulate the aura of heaven and earth, and people can sleep on it, which can prolong life. Xiao Tang of the company said, with my physique, if I sleep in the middle of my magnetic therapy seven-piece suit, I can live at least one hundred and ten years old!"

I finally understood that the old man was deceived by the seller of health care products.

But the old man was obsessed, and suddenly pointed to a young man in the crowd and said, "Xiao Tang, tell them what is so magical about that seven-piece magnetic therapy set, what invention awards have it won, and how many countries in the world have it been sold and caused a sensation?"

The young man was just hiding in the crowd, but after being discovered by the old man, he walked out and said, "Uncle Han, I'm waiting for you to come from the company, why don't you go to your house to pick you up?"

"It's not that I won't go, it's my son who robbed me of my money!"

"Okay, that's what Lao Tzu is looking for!" The old man's son was furious, grabbed the young man's collar, and shouted: "It just so happens that the police are present today, you can tell me clearly, how did you cheat my father? You can bear to cheat the old man's pension money, do you still have a conscience? My father's house of more than 50 square meters is about to be filled with your health care medicine, and he can eat it alone? You still encourage him to continue to buy, do you want to squeeze our family dry?"

"Brother Han, you can't say that, the starting point of everything we do is for the sake of Uncle Han's health. The young man was calm and relaxed, and let the collar be caught, without struggle or resistance.

"Sir, let him go first, with us, he can't run!" Zhao Wei waved his hand and shouted: "Tell me, which company are you from, what products are you selling, where is the office located, and how many such old people have been deceived?"

"Let it go, let it go!" Suddenly, three men in black quickly squeezed into the crowd.

One of the men opened his arms and said loudly: "Baozhou City Monster Management Bureau handles the case, please cooperate!"

As soon as he heard that it was the Monster Administration, that little Tang changed color and wanted to escape into the crowd.

However, the other two men in black rushed over quickly, one grabbed Xiao Tang's arms, and the other took out a black pocket and covered his head.

"Wow......" Don let out a roar that was clearly not human, and struggled desperately inside the black pocket.

"Be honest!" one of the men in black kicked him in the pocket.

The black pocket immediately stopped moving, I don't know if Xiao Tang inside stopped struggling, or was kicked and fainted.

The incident happened suddenly, and the people around were stunned.

The policeman Zhao Wei shouted even more angrily, and said: "What are you doing? What kind of monster management bureau? Dare to arrest people in front of the police, is there still Wang Fa?"

"Comrade policeman, dissipate your anger, you will know what is going on after listening to this. The first man in black smiled slightly, suddenly took out a small speaker, and started playing music to the surrounding crowd.

"The vast end of the world is my love, the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountains, what kind of rhythm is the most swaying, what kind of singing is the most cheerful ......"

It's the song "The Most Dazzling National Style" again, and the street park has simply become a place for square dancing.

I noticed that the eyes of the people around me suddenly became glazed, and they actually danced to the music.

A song "The Most Dazzling National Style" was soon played, and the two men in black also carried the black pocket into a car, while the man in black with the horn smiled slightly, suddenly turned off the small horn, whistled, and walked away like no one.

There was no music, and everyone was stunned.

After a few seconds, people began to come to their senses, but they seemed to be missing a memory, and their eyes seemed a little blank.

"Dad, why are you here?" The middle-aged man immediately stepped forward, hugged the old man, and said, "Running around with your wallet, aren't you afraid of losing it?"

"Yes, yes, hurry home, this is my pension money, I can't lose it!" The old man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly clutched his wallet and left in a hurry with his son.

And that Zhao Wei also had a confused expression, and it took a long time before asking: "Xiao Sun, aren't we going to deal with a fight, why did you come to Dongfeng Park?"

"Yes, the person who reported the crime said that there was a fight and several beer bottles had been opened. Hurry up, someone will get hurt if it's too late!" another policeman ran in the direction of the police car.

The crowd dispersed, and I was the only one who stayed where I was.

What is going on, could it be that the little speaker playing "The Most Dazzling National Style" can clear people's memories?

But why hasn't my memory been erased?

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