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In the crowd, the big man and the inch head pushed and scolded, protecting You San and squeezing out of the crowd of onlookers. They had found out that there was nothing new in it, and everyone was just trying to read a poem written on the ground like a monster.

What kind of poem is that?

Actually, they didn't look closely, they weren't interested at all. Besides, they could not read all the words of the earth. Don't look at the fact that they all went to school, doesn't it mean that the more knowledge they have, the more reactionary they become? In the past few years, when they went to school, apart from studying engineering and agriculture, military training, and digging air-raid shelters, they did not turn over their textbooks for a few days at all.

However, many onlookers were quite controversial about the poem. Some people say that the poem is not smooth to read, and the words do not reach the meaning, and the level is too low to be interesting. But some people say that there must be a mystery in it, and there may be other meanings beyond the literal.

Perhaps it is precisely because people have different opinions that people who feel a little bit of culture are intrigued and join this puzzle-solving competition with no rewards. It's a pity that whether it is hiding the head, hiding the tail, progressing or regressing, the people present have tried most of the ways they can think of hiding secrets in the poem, but they still haven't found the right way to crack it.

But no matter what, there was such a fuss here, and it still made You San happy.

It's a godsend for you to make a fortune. In this case, no matter how big the action is, you can't detect it, and the money on these people is still up to you?

You San was even more inspired by this, and couldn't help but start wondering: Why didn't Lao Tzu think of such a good recruitment? Writing a broken poem can attract so many people to read? I knew that we should also study hard. Well, I have to memorize two poems when I go back, and I will write them in the square every day in the future, so why don't you wait for some "dry leaves"?

The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and he almost laughed out loud. After relieving myself, I remembered that there were still cubs waiting at the entrance of the station.

The situation has been proven, and such a good opportunity is just for the little cubs to practice the craft of "grabbing points" alone. So You San didn't delay any longer, and hurriedly beckoned the little cubs who were looking at him from a distance, and asked them to come down to work.

After the cubs were in place, You San, the inch-headed and the big ones scattered and stood in different places on the periphery of the crowd, and began to look left and right, observing the surroundings.

Yes, they are "patrolling the wind" (in black words, counting on the wind to watch the sentry) for the little cubs. In case the cubs are about to "stab and blow up" or someone with good deeds dares to "take the mouse", they will rush over as soon as possible to act as a "curtain" (black word, meaning to block), and "block the wind" for the baby (black word, referring to covering the thief to calmly escape from danger).

Looking at the lively crowds, people are still crowded, hugged, and leaned on. The cubs are drilling around in the cracks of people, like fish in water.

You San was looking happy, but suddenly, something seemed to hit him from behind, stabbing him in the back of the head.

He turned around with a suspicious look and began to scan his eyes behind him.

There seems to be nothing abnormal around, there is still a lot of chaos in front and back, left and right, and the scattered flow of people is still noisy and disorderly. But You San's heart was faintly uneasy.

This feeling, not declining, is not a good sign. Here...... There won't be a "thunderbolt", right?

You San's worries were completely correct, there were two "thunder sons" staring at him behind him. It's just that these two "thunders" catch thieves are completely "two knives".

Xing Zhengyi and Zhao Zhenmin had already followed Hong Yanwu out of the big poplar tree, and they were now squatting under the wall more than twenty meters away from You Sanyi's gang, quietly observing. And for this observation site, there was also a small dispute between the two people.

Just now, according to the meaning of the two policemen, they originally thought that it would be easier to observe if they got closer, but anyway, there were too many people to expose. But Hong Yanwu said that he couldn't get too close, if that way, his line of sight would be easily blocked and he couldn't look at it. As a result, Xing Zhengyi and Zhao Zhenmin pondered carefully, and they really had to admit that Hong Yanwu's words were more reasonable.

And in this process, Hong Yanwu saw the emotional changes of the two policemen, and he was not able to be considered reliable until they listened to his opinion. In fact, he was afraid that these two policemen would hold their own identities and be stubborn. If that's the case, no matter how capable he is, he won't be able to do it. But now, these two policemen are quite open. Although they still looked at him with suspicion and scrutiny, who made him a re-education through labor element? He did not force this, as long as the two policemen could be pragmatic and reasonable when they were in charge. And for now, they are still people who can get things done.

Hong Yanwu knew that the level of the two policemen was limited, and after they were all squatting, he didn't wait for inquiries, and first pointed out the position of the head of the gang for them.

"Look, the sturdy man who is turning back. Look at him again, the big man against the wall, and the inch that just squatted. They are the main culprits you are looking for. Do you feel any different from the others?"

Xing Zhengyi seemed to feel that he was being despised and glanced at Hong Yanwu with a cold face and did not speak.

Zhao Zhenmin smiled, "Don't underestimate people." We know that this gang of thieves is looking at people. Because the purpose of their coming is not to watch the excitement, but to steal money. Therefore, their eyes only pay attention to the people around them, and their eyes are like hooks, staring at them. ”

Hong Yanwu nodded, and then asked. "Can you tell which of them is the leader?"

Now Zhao Zhenmin can't be sure, Xing Zhengyi spoke. "It's the big one?...... No, it's the one in a gray people's suit, it's quite capable, right?"

Hong Yanwu nodded again. "Yes, that's Yu San. It's the head of this guy's 'Buddha'. ”

Zhao Zhenmin scratched his head when he heard this, "Why can't I tell who is the leader?"

"Then you have to pay attention to the difference between Yuzo and the others. You see, they each have their own division of labor and complement each other. The inch head is busy staring at other people's pockets, and You San and the big man are in charge of 'patrolling the wind'. But the two of them didn't behave exactly the same, the big one just took care of the little cubs in the pile. And what about You San? This kid's eyes are sweeping around the crowd, this is called 'minesweeping', that is, looking for you plainclothes. You San is the most thief, and he is also suspicious, this is deliberately keeping a distance from his accomplices, and he is fortunate to be remote control behind him. If the owner notices it, he himself stays behind and lets the big one come out to 'block the wind' first, in case he finds a thunderstorm...... He must have thrown his accomplices away and slipped away first. ”

Hong Yanwu said in the end, his mouth slipped, and he almost didn't give the word "thunder" out. Fortunately, the two policemen were pondering his words, and no one paid attention.

Xing Zhengyi was worried. "This You Santa is fine, it's not easy to catch?"

Zhao Zhenmin also made difficulties. "Yes, he didn't steal it himself, even if he caught him, there was no evidence?"

Hong Yanwu smiled and explained in detail to the two policemen, "So we have to wait." The two of you will see it in a while, as long as the people below place the goods, they have to be handed over to You San. This is both a rule and a safe transfer of stolen goods. For example, when the inch head was stolen, it was transferred to You San, so that even if the owner found out that the inch head was stolen, it could not be proved. This hand is called 'two immortals preaching' in the line, also called "passing the trust", and then the stolen goods are called "attaining the Tao". The policeman who has never seen this hand is the easiest to suffer this loss, sometimes he clearly sees the 'Buddha' attack, but when he catches someone, he can't find the stolen goods. ”

It was the first time the two policemen had heard of these ghostly tricks, and they couldn't help but show a sudden realization.

Hong Yanwu added. "Catch thieves and catch stolen goods, we have to take You San after he 'gets the Tao', as long as there is 'goods' on him, he can't get rid of anyone who is okay. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the expressions of the two policemen were obviously relieved, and they nodded at the same time.

Zhao Zhenmin patted Hong Yanwu on the shoulder, "Brother, there are two brushes." It's all up to you today. ”

Hong Yanwu smiled, this was a bit fluttering. "Brother policeman, it's not boasting, it's all real experience, it's different from theory......"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he was halfway through his words, Xing Zhengyi frowned and interrupted stiffly. "Stop. If you have violated the law, you have become your capital? Also, we are not your big brother, we are the people's police who fight crimes. ”

These words are really impressive, and I can't wait to hit someone's head. Hong Yanwu was choked and blinked, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhao Zhenmin next to him smiled, and squeezed his eyes at Hong Yanwu. "Yes, please keep in mind that we are the people's police who destroyed you. ”

This mischievous tone was undoubtedly helping to break the siege, which made Hong Yanwu less embarrassed, and he couldn't help but smile a little gratefully at Zhao Zhenmin.

At this time, Hong Yanwu already knew the surnames of the two policemen, and he also had some understanding of the different temperaments of the two.

This surnamed Zhao has no fight, he loves to joke, and he is a very easy person to get along with. But this surnamed Xing is a cold man, with frost on his face and ice in his words, just like a frozen stone.

According to his experience, because of their different personalities in the world, everyone will inevitably have several people with special personalities, and they get along exceptionally well. But on the contrary, everyone will encounter people who are in conflict with their own personality almost everywhere and find it difficult to coexist. He had already felt that it seemed destined in the dark, and the relationship between him and Xing Zhengyi was probably this kind of mutual restraint.

Why?

Because when he was in Dongzhuang Sanjo, he and Xing Zhengyi met in that kind of situation where they didn't know each other, just by looking at each other, everyone was angry, and they both wanted to give each other some color to see. And even if they cooperate now, they always have disputes one after another because of various issues. didn't say it, this is a natural opponent, a destined enemy.

However, although he hit a big nail, he can actually understand it. The surname Xing was originally arrogant, but now he was forced to listen to the assignment of a recumbent to catch the thief, and his heart must be unbalanced. I blamed him for being too embarrassed just now, so it was normal to be stunned.

In addition, he actually has a worry in his heart, that is, what kind of attitude the two police officers will treat him afterwards. He can see a lot of things about crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, and the people represent the government, and they don't pee on him when they are done, and they don't have any ruts at all. So take a step back and think about it, if he wants to achieve his goal, he can't get along with him, and at least he can't let the two policemen bother him.

And if he thinks about all of this, he will naturally lose his temper.

On the contrary, Xing Zhengyi didn't even say a word when he saw that Hong Yanwu was beaten, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

At this time, You San in the distance beckoned the inch head and the big man to come over and smoke them one by one. Xing Zhengyi seemed to be aroused by the addiction to smoking, so he took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket.

The cigarette boxes of this year did not have a hard paper box, let alone a plastic outer seal, and Xing Zhengyi only took out a thin paper simple cigarette box. In the center of the cyan wrapping paper, a green shade is printed with the pattern of the white tower.

Hong Yanwu immediately remembered that this smoke was cooked. The old brand of the Beijing cigarette factory - Beihai.

"Beihai" is the "tide smoke" of this era. Because most of the common people smoke this cigarette, it covers a very wide range of people, and the popularity is basically equivalent to that of Zhongnanhai and Hongmei later. And at this time, there is also a related and well-known slip: senior cadres smoke peonies, middle-level cadres smoke fragrant mountains, the working class has two cents and three, and the peasant brothers have a cannon. It probably means that according to social class and income, cigarettes are divided into four or five cents, three cents, and two cents. Among them, "two cents and three cents of the working class" refers to the "North Sea", two cents and three hundred packs, which is economical.

To Hong Yanwu's surprise, after Xing Zhengyi took out a cigarette, he threw one to him first. Needless to say, this undoubtedly meant to ease relations, or to apologize in disguise. And he suddenly received a cigarette that he had forgotten for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

Zhao Zhenmin seemed to have misunderstood, thinking that he was worried about something, and immediately patted him on the shoulder as if encouraging to show that he was okay.

For this, Hong Yanwu felt a lot more relieved. Although it is not yet possible to prove that the two police officers have regarded him as a partner, at least they really feel that he is useful to them. He was not polite anymore, and simply put the cigarette on.

After Zhao Zhenmin took out the match, the "chimney" put his head to the head, and together he used his hands to protect the wind in the empty field, and lit the small cigarettes one by one.

It's so fragrant.

Although "Beihai" does not have a filter, and from time to time he has to spit out the tobacco leaves that stick to his lips, but Hong Yanwu still gulps down the cigarette. In his last life, he passively quit smoking since he "recuperated". I didn't expect to taste tobacco again, but it was Beihai smoke that had disappeared for many years. There is another indescribable sense of magic in satisfaction. And just between such a swallow, the feud between him and Xing Zhengyi also disappeared.

This is the special place of this era, men almost all use cigarettes to connect with feelings. For some reason, cigarettes have this magical effect, which can adjust the feelings between people and glue smokers together. And it's not just about apologizing, it's the same for everything, handing a cigarette can close the distance and mobilize enthusiasm. For example, if you go to the back kitchen to give the master a good smoke, the speed of serving food will immediately become faster, and the quality will be improved.

Smoking does not delay the business, holding back the thief, everyone's eyes are still focused on the crowd.

At this time, the little cubs in the crowd had fully adapted to the crowded environment, and they were getting bolder and bolder, touching back and forth, pushing and shoving as much as they wanted, and reaching out at will.

Xing Zhengyi belongs to the thief who can't hold the fire, as the saying goes, it is a tendon. In the nervousness, his eyes were dead and cubs, and he didn't dare to blink a glance. However, people come and go, and there are often people passing by who are confused. His expression was inevitably frowning and squeezing, looking very anxious.

Zhao Zhenmin poked his neck even more, and it seemed that if he couldn't see it clearly, he would be eager to stand up.

Hong Yanwu soon discovered that the two policemen were competing, their eyes were becoming more and more direct, and there was obviously a problem with the way they were staring.

He hurriedly reminded, "Don't keep an eye on you so closely, you can only peek, don't look at your face." Otherwise, You San can see through it at a glance. ”

Xing Zhengyi frowned, a little out of breath. "How can you find someone if you don't look at your face? If they 'drop' something for a while, won't they miss the opportunity?"

Zhao Zhenmin also muttered. "It's not that serious, is it? He's a god? ”

Hong Yanwu emphasized. "Who is You San, it's no accident that he was able to escape from your roundup......

Hitting people does not slap people in the face, and exposing people does not expose them. As soon as he heard Hong Yanwu mention the round-up, Boss Xing Zhengyi was unhappy, and forcibly interrupted when he heard half of it.

"Reason, isn't it too much? Think it's up to you?"

Zhao Zhenmin was also unconvinced. "It's kind of a way to destroy our prestige. ”

Hong Yanwu knew that he was hurting the face of the two policemen again, but this time he couldn't compromise, so he had to patiently continue to explain. "One line of words. It's not to pressure you, just like the police admit that thieves have tricks, and the Buddha is also skilled in 'minesweeping'. What does it mean to be a thief with a weak heart? If there is a stir, he will definitely flee from the wind. ”

The words were indeed reasonable, Xing Zhengyi was silent, and he fell into deep thought.

Zhao Zhenmin was still a little irritable, "This doesn't work, that doesn't work." So what do you think of it?"

Hong Yanwu was about to continue to elaborate, but at this time, he found that You San suddenly took a few steps away from the crowd of onlookers, and began to scan the square with his eyes in circles.

This suspicious ghost thing has begun to "sweep mines" again......

Not good!

Seeing You San's searchlight-like pair of thief eyes, he suddenly shook towards them, Hong Yanwu turned his head eagerly, and yelled at the two policemen at the same time. "Keep your head down!"

Xing Zhengyi and Zhao Zhenmin heard the urgency, and they were so frightened that they shrank their necks, buried their heads directly, and didn't dare to raise their heads for a long time.

Fortunately, in time, You San did not notice anything abnormal. After waiting for two minutes, You San turned around and looked in another direction, and Hong Yanwu beckoned the two policemen. "Okay, I can see it. ”

I almost met You San just now, and the two policemen raised their heads and couldn't help but look at each other. Because it was so sudden, their brains were sweating.

Xing Zhengyi sighed from the bottom of his heart. "That's right, the Buddha's eyes are really powerful, like arrows. ”

Zhao Zhenmin also smacked his lips. "Well, hang. I almost collided with that kid's eyes just now. ”

The two policemen do know that they are powerful now, but Hong Yanwu sighed secretly. He really didn't expect these two chicks to be so tender that they couldn't even mark people. There was no way, in order to reduce the possibility of failure, he had to teach his experience to the two policemen.

Hey, being a master to the police?