Where did Yongchang go? The old camel stood up murderously and said, "Where is the boy?" ”

The two pickpockets stared blankly at their master, as if taken aback by his anger, and looked at each other apprehensively, but did not answer.

"What's wrong with the kid?" The old camel grabbed the clever ghost by the collar and terrorized him with a terrible curse. "Say, or I'll strangle you."

The old camel's spirit did not seem to be a joke at all, and the little leprosy had always thought that no matter what happened, it was the best policy to protect himself, and it was estimated that the second person to be strangled to death must be himself, and he immediately fell to his knees, and let out a loud, continuous howl—like the barking of a mad bull, and like the sound of a microphone.

"Do you want to talk about it?" The old camel jumped like thunder, and shook the clever ghost fiercely, and it was incredible that the wide coat did not shake out the whole person.

"He's caught, that's all," the clever ghost said dejectedly, "you let go, won't you let go?" The clever ghost shook for a moment, and with a great deal of effort broke free, leaving the fat coat in the old man's hand.

The clever ghost grabbed the fork of the steamed bun and looked at the old camel's vest, if the fork was hit this time, it would not be easy to recover.

At this critical moment, the old camel dodged backwards, and it was really impossible to guess, he was old on the surface, but he was very agile between advancing and retreating.

He grabbed the pot and prepared to slam it at the enemy's head. At that moment, the little leprosy let out a terrible howl, which diverted his attention, and he suddenly changed his aim, and threw the pot at the clever ghost.

"It's really exciting." A deep voice said angrily, "Old camel, what the hell is going on?" ”

The person who complained about this was a man of about thirty-five or sixteen years of age, who was strong and sturdy. The man wore a black coat, hazel trousers, half-length boots, two thick legs wrapped in lead-gray overstockings, and the muscles of the calves bulging high—these two legs, again in such a costume, always looked like an unfinished work, decorated with a pair of shackles. He wears a gray hat and a filthy flower scarf around his neck.

A stiff, broad face, a beard that hadn't been shaved in three days, two gloomy eyes, one of which had a color around it, had been left by a recent blow.

"Come in, did you hear me?" The striking god roared.

A fluffy yellow dog dodged in, with about twenty scars and tears on his face.

"Why didn't you come in earlier?" The man said, "You don't even recognize me in front of everyone, don't you?" Lie down. ”

The command was accompanied by a kick that sent the beast to the other end of the room. The dog, however, was evidently accustomed to it, and curled silently in the corner, without making a sound, and blinked about twenty times a minute with a pair of thief eyes, as if it were inspecting the room.

"Are you abusing these children, you insatiable, greedy, greedy, heart-not-footed old fellow?" The man sat down with a big grin.

"I wonder why they didn't kill you. If I were them, I would have killed you. If I were your apprentice, I would have done it a long time ago, well- no, you wouldn't be able to sell it after you slaughtered it. ”

"Shhh The old camel shuddered, and said, "Don't be so loud. ”

The scoundrel replied, "You have never been kind to you. You know my name, just call me by my name. When the time comes, I won't be ashamed. ”

"Alright, alright, Fat Zhang," said the old camel in a low voice, "you don't seem to be very happy. ”

Zhang Fatzi replied, "I don't think you're very comfortable."

"Are you crazy?" The old camel tugged at the sleeve of the fat man's coat and pointed at the two teenagers.

The fat man stopped talking, made a knotting motion under his right ear, and fell his head on his right shoulder—the old camel obviously knew this kind of pantomime.

Next, Zhang Fatzi asked for a glass of wine according to the words of the gang. There are a lot of such things in his words, and if you record them one by one, I'm afraid no one will be able to understand them.

"You can be careful, don't poison it." Fat Zhang said, putting his hat on the table.

This is a joke, but if the speaker had seen the evil glance of the old camel as he turned away from the cupboard with his pale lip biting, he would probably have thought that this warning was not purely superfluous.

Two or three glasses of soju in the stomach, Zhang Fatzi personally made an inquiry to the two boys, this kind act caused a conversation, during the conversation Yongchang was arrested and the process were told in detail, by the way, a number of modifications were made, the clever ghost thought that it was necessary to make some modifications on this occasion.

"I'm afraid," said the old camel, "that he'll tell something and get us in." ”

"Quite possibly," Fat Zhang grinned viciously. "You're out of luck."

"I'm a little worried," said the old camel, as if he had not paid any attention to the interruption, and his eyes were fixed on each other as he spoke. "I'm worried that if that trick involves us, it's going to get a big deal out of it, and it's worse for you than it is for me."

Zhang Fatzi's body shook and turned towards the old camel. But the old camel just shrugged his shoulders almost to his ears, and stared at the opposite wall with his eyes.

There was a pause for a moment, and each member of the venerable group seemed to fall into deep thought. Even the dog was no exception, it licked its lips a little ruthlessly, as if it was thinking about how to bite the foot and neck of the first person it met on the street when it got outside, whether it was a man or a woman, as long as there was meat.

"Somebody has to go to the bureau and inquire." Zhang Fatman's voice was much lower than after entering the door.

The old camel nodded in approval.

"As long as he doesn't confess and is sentenced, he doesn't have to worry before he comes out," Zhang Fatzi said. You have to find a way to hold him in the palm of your hand.

The old camel nodded again.

It is clear that this course of action is very thorough. Unfortunately, there is a significant obstacle to adoption. That is, it happens that the clever ghost, the little leprosy, and the old camel and the fat man, all have a strong and deep-rooted aversion to the proximity to the police station, and to put it more bluntly, fear, no matter what the reason or excuse is, they don't want to go.

They sat like this, looking at each other, and this bottomless situation must have been the most unpleasant, and it was difficult to guess how long they were going to sit.

However, there was no need to speculate on this, because the two young ladies that Yongchang had met once before floated in at this time, and the conversation suddenly became active again.

"What a coincidence." The old camel spoke, "Ah Zhu will go, won't he?" ”

"Where?" Ah Zhu asked.

"Take a run around the bureau." The old camel seduced him.

To be fair to this young lady, she did not admit outright that she did not want to go, but expressed a fervent and strong desire that if she wanted to go, she would rather be "struck by lightning".

The old camel's face sank, and his eyes were taken away from the young lady, who was not graceful and luxurious, but she was dressed in a fancy way.

"What do you mean by that?" The fat man had a straight face, and his eyes were raised.

"That's what I meant." Miss said unhurriedly.

"You happen to be the most suitable person," Zhang explained, "and no one around here knows your bottom line." ”

"I don't want them to know," Azhu still calmed. "I don't think more is better than less."

"She'll go," Zhang said.

"No, no." Azhu said.

"She'll go." Zhang Fatzi said.

Zhang Fatzi finally got right. After rounds of intimidation and coaxing, and vowing to make a wish, the young lady finally gave in and accepted the task.

"Wait a minute," said the old camel, taking out a small covered basket. "Carrying this with one hand makes it look more like a ruler."

"Give her a key to the door and hang it on the other hand," said Zhang, "and it looks like that." ”

"Yes, yes," said the old camel, hanging a large key to the street gate on the girl's right index finger. "Yes, that's great. It's great. The old camel rubbed his hands and said.

"My poor little brother." Ah Zhu cried loudly, wringing the basket and the key to the door in pain. "I don't know what happened to him. Where did they take him? Ah, poor pity, gentlemen, tell me what is the matter with this lovely child, and beg you, sir, to do well, sir. ”

Ah Zhu said this extremely sad and heartbreaking line, and several people present listened to it with great joy, she stopped, winked at her friends, smiled and nodded thoughtfully, and walked out.

"Ahh What a clever girl. The old camel said, turning to a group of young friends, and shook his head solemnly, as if by this silent exhortation, they should learn from the shining example they had just seen.

"It's a big role among the girls," Zhang Fatzi filled his wine glass and slammed his big fist on the table.

Although Ah Zhu walked through the street alone and without any protection, she couldn't help but show a little inherent timidity, but it didn't take long for her wife to arrive peacefully.

She walked in from the back of the patrol room, tapped her key on a cell door, and listened. There was no sound inside. She coughed twice and listened again. Still not hearing back, she spoke.

Ah Zhu went straight to the patrolman in the striped vest and begged him to return his little brother with the most miserable lamentation, and the effect of the door key and the little basket was immediate, making her even more beautiful.

"I didn't arrest him." The old man said.

"And where is he?" Ah Zhu cried out in distraught.

"The gentleman took him away." The patrol replied

"What sir? Ah, thank goodness. Ah Zhu shouted.

In reply to this question, the patrol told the sister, who was pretending to be alive, that Yongchang was sick at the police station, and that the testimony proved that it was another child who stole the thing, not the one in custody, and that the gentleman saw that he was unconscious, so he took him to his residence, and as for the specific location, the patrol officer only knew that it was somewhere nearby.

The troubled girl staggered toward the gate with a full stomach full of suspicion, and as soon as she went out, her hesitant steps suddenly changed to a vigorous and light trot, and she painstakingly chose the most tortuous way to return to the old camel's dwelling.

As soon as Zhang Fatzi heard the report of this expedition, he immediately hurriedly woke up the yellow dog, put on his hat, and hurried away.

"You have to find out where he is, and you must find him," said the old camel excitedly, "little camel, don't do anything, go about it, and bring him back when you hear from him." Azhu, I must find him. I trust you, trust you and the clever in everything. ”

The old camel added that he opened the drawer with a trembling hand in one hand. "Get some money, the shop has to be closed tonight, you know where to look for me." Don't stay for a minute, hurry up. ”

As he spoke, he pushed them out of the room, then carefully double-locked the door, inserted the latch, took out the box that had been accidentally exposed in front of Yongchang from the shadows, and hurriedly stuffed the gold watch and jewels into his clothes.