The night was dark and silent.

In the middle of the seventy-ninth year, the city has not yet been built, the urban area is very dilapidated, and there are few street lamps, but today is the thirteenth day of the fourth month of the lunar calendar, and a round of almost perfect moon hangs in the sky, sprinkling a faint and hazy light, reflecting the outline of the street market.

A few black shadows quietly touched out of the family area of the supply and marketing cooperative, and traveled all the way to the periphery of the warehouse of the supply and marketing cooperatives located in the north of the city, and quickly divided into several places and hid in a hidden place.

Inside the warehouse there is a duty room, which is manned. The person on duty also seems to have fallen asleep and appears very quiet.

Time passed minute by minute.

Song Zhen squatted in the darkness behind a pile of waste bricks, staring at the warehouse gate and nearby, after a long time, she couldn't help but feel a little sour, and her sleepiness also surged upwards for a while, and she yawned several times in succession.

In her heart, she had already scolded Song Qiong for a bloody squirt.

This guy kept saying that the thieves would come to the warehouse tonight to steal things, and my father didn't know what was going on, so he believed him and wanted to keep an eye on it.

But after so much time, her legs were squatting, and she changed several positions one after another, and she didn't see a single ghost.

Think about it, thieves are not stupid, after the warehouse of the supply and marketing cooperatives is stolen, they will definitely strengthen the guard, Song Qiong made her scream so fiercely during the day, even if the thief wants to steal, he doesn't dare to come at this time, isn't that a self-throwing net?

No fool would do that!

The fool was beaten, and next time he knows to hide!

Song Qiong is a fool, a fool, and thinks about going to Lungang all day long.

Don't say that he can't go to Lungang, even if he goes, what can he do if he is a fool? Lun Harbor is full of gold, and he can't pick it up.

Song Zhen thought indignantly and changed her posture again, but no matter how she changed, the effect was not very obvious, her legs were sore, her eyelids were fighting, and she was sleepy......

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and curse Song Qiong even harder: This big fool, doing stupid things all day long, how could his father believe him?

Thinking of her father, Song Zhen felt a pain in her heart.

She actually knew why her father believed Song Qiong, he was really unwilling!

My father is so strong, so concerned about other people's opinions, diligent for decades, gave his best time to the unit, never took advantage of a penny of the unit, seeing that he is in his fifties, about to retire, but on such a stall, if he can't prove his innocence, he is afraid that he will not turn a blind eye until death.

However, why should he believe Song Qiong. How could that big fool's idea be useful.

Song Zhen scolded Song Qiong in her heart, and cautiously stretched out her head, looked around carefully, and there was no movement at all.

Actually, she also hoped that Song Qiong would be smart once, and they would be able to catch that damn thief, but how could that be possible!

Song Qiong is a big fool, if he didn't run around, how could the society suspect his father.

In the end, it's all the fault of this big fool.

He's still messing up ideas, what a big fool.

Song Zhen scolded Song Qiong in her heart, but she didn't relax her vigilance around her, suddenly, her eyes widened, and a black shadow ran out of nowhere, sneakily walked to the door of the warehouse, stretched out her head to look around, and then reached out and knocked on the window of the duty room.

Someone is really coming! Song Qiong, a big fool, actually bumped into a dead mouse!

Song Zhen was so excited that she trembled, and she couldn't wait to rush out immediately and grab that guy, but fortunately she still remembered Song Qiong's previous confession: to catch a thief, you have to catch dirty.

She carefully shrunk back, lest the man see her.

The other party obviously didn't see her, and after another moment, the door of the duty room opened from the inside, and the person who came flashed and got in.

The door was quickly closed again, and calm returned to the outside, if it wasn't for staying awake all the time, Song Zhen would even wonder if she was dazzled just now.

As for now, she is very sober, someone has gone in, so late and sneaky, it is definitely not a good person.

The big fool was right!

Song Zhen hid in the dark, staring at the door of the warehouse, and when the people inside came out, she rushed over, blocked the door, and then called Song Wengen and Song Qiong out, and caught the thief and dirty together.

She waited and waited, and just when she was about to lose her patience, and even began to doubt the judgment just now, and cursed Song Qiong for being unreliable, she suddenly heard a shout from the other direction: "Stop." ”

Song Zhen was stunned, and when she reacted and ran over, she was faced with a black shadow, and she was about to bump into her.

Song Zhen was frightened and at a loss.

At this moment, there was another rush of footsteps behind her, and a dark figure suddenly blocked in front of her, and with a stretch of his hand, he threw the previous person to the ground.

"Ouch!"

The black shadow that fell to the ground let out a cry of pain.

Song Qiong twisted his arm and dragged the person up from the ground, Song Zhen saw the person's appearance clearly by the moonlight, and was taken aback: "Brother Wei Guo, how could it be you?" ”

The thief caught by Song Qiong was the apprentice brought by Song Wengen, Chen Weiguo, a temporary worker of the supply and marketing cooperative, and for a while, he often ate at Song's house.

"Chen Weiguo, you bastard!"

Song Wengen was trembling with anger, he was standing on a wheelbarrow with bags of things piled up on it, and behind the wheelbarrow was the side door of the warehouse.

Song Qiong also knew Chen Weiguo, and he was not surprised.

Cang Liao knows etiquette from the truth, in an era when there is not enough to eat, any morality is fake.

However, he will never sympathize with or agree with Chen Weiguo's actions, even if people starve to death, they must have some bottom line.

He deliberately released the news, saying that Song Wengen wanted to seek justice, which made the thieves hidden behind the scenes nervous, and pretended to be going to smuggle overnight.

It seems that it is a bit unreasonable for them to do this, but since they have done it once in their previous life, the possibility of doing it again this time is still very large, and Song Qiong has also taken advantage of rebirth.

It's not surprising to think about it, the first time I stole it, I took advantage of it, in this era when I lacked everything, I would definitely want to steal, and seeing that the opportunity was sent to the door, of course I was reluctant to give up.

Speaking of which, it's also a poor person.

"Dad, this kind of person, if you say anything more to him, send him directly to the police station and detain him for ten or eight years." Song Qiong looked at the side door of the warehouse and said loudly. Chen Weiguo is a porter, and it is impossible for him to get the things out of the warehouse so easily.

Song Zhen stared at Chen Weiguo, and couldn't help but show a trace of sympathy when she heard the words, Song Wengen stared at Chen Weiguo, the expression on his face was full of anger, and there was also anger and resentment, and a trace of hesitation flashed at this time.

At this time, the blow to theft was still very strong, not to mention that it was collective property that was stolen, and Song Wengen was a little unbearable.

"Hey, Old Song, Master Song, why are you here, what's wrong? This is the side door of the ......" warehouse, which creaked open, and a head poked out of it, and then exclaimed in surprise.

He is also an employee of the supply and marketing cooperative, and the warehouse keeper Lao Chen and Chen Fusheng.

"Chen Fusheng, tell me, what's going on?" Song Wengen glared at Chen Fusheng, eager to swallow the other party. He could never have imagined that it was his colleagues, old friends and neighbors who had been wronged and aggrieved.

Chen Fusheng rubbed his hands nervously: "Old Song, you may have misunderstood, Wei Guo is sending something to the store below!" ”

"You're lying!" Song Zhen jumped out and pointed at Chen Fusheng and scolded, and the little sympathy that had just been generated suddenly disappeared.

"No, I mean really, it's true." Chen Fusheng continued to quibble.

Song Qiong sneered: "Master Chen, you don't have to tell us so much, we will go to the police station, whether it is true or not, we will find out." ”

Chen Fusheng suddenly sweated profusely, and suddenly shouted "ah": "Catch the thief, catch the thief, old Song, you can't steal public things-"

Song Zhen was dumbfounded, her little head couldn't have imagined that Chen Fusheng would be so shameless and bite back.

Song Wengen's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

Song Qiong didn't say a word, grabbed Chen Weiguo, ran over and kicked Chen Fusheng, and threw himself on the wheelbarrow: "The surname Chen, can you be more shameless?" ”

"Hit someone, hit someone, come on, someone steals!" Chen Fusheng stumbled to his feet and continued to jump to his feet and shout.