029 Am I a thief?
The passengers on the bus were all crowded and looked at the people around them with a look of displeasure on their faces, and no one noticed the movements of the thieves, and the passenger who had his wallet taken out did not notice either. My eyes rolled back and forth in my eyes, I wanted to help the passenger, but I was also afraid that the Xiaolou gang would retaliate against me.
I clung to the railing and watched the thief's movements, as if there was a demon and an angel fighting in my head, one telling me not to be nosy, and the other desperately shouting in my head, if I don't help my conscience, will my conscience be at ease? I can't get over my conscience if I don't help, and I'm afraid that I'll get into trouble because of this idle matter, and I'm really distressed at this time. Thinking about it, after all, the demon defeated the angel, although he was a little reluctant in his heart, but he still desperately told himself that it wasn't his wallet that was stolen anyway, so why did he care so much.
Looking at the passenger who had stolen his wallet with a little pity, I shook my head and said secretly: "Just take it as a long memory, the wallet is still in such an obvious position, not to tell the thief obviously, "My wallet is here, hurry up and steal it!" "I hope there isn't too much money in it, don't lose too much!"
I looked up at the roof window and put on a posture that I didn't care about myself, but at this moment, the passenger in front of me shouted in an angry voice: "Little brother, you actually stole your wallet?" β
"Yo, the thief was discovered by the passengers!" I was a little happy for the passenger, and I looked down to see the thief's frightened expression after being caught, but I found that the passenger was looking at me with an angry face. Copy this address to the browser to see %77%77%77%2e%62%69%71%75%7a%68%61%69%2e%63%6f%6d
The passenger was wearing a crisp suit, I didn't recognize the name of the suit, but visually it should be worth a lot of money, and it should be no less expensive than the suit Su Mo gave me that day. Being able to wear such a suit means that his life should be very rich, but such a person takes the bus, and I have to secretly say that this person is strange.
"The idea of a rich person is really not what our group of small citizens can imagine, is it to experience life when you are so rich and take the bus?"
Qiu Fu's heart swept through my brain again, and I had some pity for the possibility that the passenger's wallet might be stolen, but now I hope that the wallet will be stolen. I have the money to take the bus, and I really scoff at this kind of life.
"It's okay!" I cursed in my heart again, and carefully looked at the passengers in front of me, if nothing else, just to remember the appearance of this strange rich man.
The passenger's hair was half-white, somewhat Mediterranean, his eyebrows were thick and his lips were thick, and his square face was full of serious expressions, which showed that he was not smiling. But his eyes widened, his thick eyebrows raised, and his heavy wheezing voice spoke of the anger in his heart.
Through the passenger's gaze, I could feel that he was really staring at me, and at first I thought I was wrong, but after all this time, I realized that the passenger was really staring at me.
I was a little hairy at him, and I snorted at him and turned my head to look for a chance to leave the middle-aged man, but the moment I turned my head, the passenger reached out and grabbed my hand.
"Do you want to steal your wallet and get away?"
I turned my head in astonishment, opened my mouth wide and pointed at my face, and roared at him, "You said I stole your wallet!" β
Angry, I opened my mouth and yelled at him, and some of the saliva in my mouth seemed to splash in the passenger's face. Sensing my saliva, the passenger reached out and wiped it on his face, looking at me with even more displeasure.
The driver of the bus also stopped the bus after hearing it, and walked out of the cab to the "crime scene", and the driver asked: "What's going on!" β
At this time, I was staring at the passenger with wide eyes, and it was not until the driver came over that I turned my head and said angrily to the driver, "This old man said I stole his wallet!" β
The driver looked me up and down, then turned his head to look at the passenger, then shook his head and sighed, "Little brother, I'm also from your age!" Although stealing a wallet is said to be a disgraceful thing, it is done as soon as it is done, and it is good to admit it! β
I looked at the driver's shaking head, listening to what the driver said, the fire in my heart grew even bigger, and I pointed to the driver's nose and shouted, "What's the matter?" Does the fact that this person is dressed well prove that he is right? Am I wrong? He said I stole it, did I steal it? β
The driver shrugged his shoulders, stretched out his finger and said, "Look at what you're wearing, look at what this passenger is wearing!" Judging by what he wears, he is a person of great status, will he wronged you for a wallet for no reason! β
It all comes down to money! Just because this man is better dressed than me and richer than me, the driver concludes that what he said is true, and my anger is fake!
At this time, I did not laugh angrily, although my face was full of smiles, but my heart was full of anger, I stretched out my trembling finger and pointed at the nose of the passenger and the driver, and shouted, "Okay, didn't you say that I stole this wallet?" Okay, what about the proof! β
The driver turned his head to the passenger, who raised his wallet and pointed it at me and said, "I just noticed that my wallet seems to have been stolen, and when I turned around, I found my wallet in your pocket, so I reached out and took it out!" β
βit'sgoodοΌβ I glanced at the passenger like an idiot, pointed at his nose and growled, "If I stole your wallet, would I give you a chance to take it out of my pocket?" Also, you take money from my pocket, I didn't even notice it, are you doing this professionally? β
The passenger tried to refute, but I didn't give him a chance and continued to point at his nose and spray at him, "You just said that the wallet was taken from my pocket, right?" Then I now say that this wallet is mine, and you stole mine, what do you say? The fact that you were able to pull my wallet out of my pocket without me knowing, is a sure indication that you are a professional at this! Don't refute it, neither of us has any witnesses, we all rely on our own words, don't we? β
The passenger was stunned by what I said, maybe his status is relatively high, surrounded by some cultivated and high-quality people, almost impossible to meet an unreasonable citizen like me, he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word, just his forehead trembled, and his face turned red and looked at me.
The passengers around me also all turned their eyes to us, and there was a lot of discussion there, but I could tell that most of the discussions behind these people were directed at me, and I sneered and "cut", looking at this passenger with blazing eyes.
At this time, the driver gave me a heavy look and said, "Then go to the police station and let the police determine this matter!" β