Really, Fang Ran felt that he had lived for twenty years, and it was not as exciting as the last four days.

Three days ago, he experienced an 'earthquake', was buried in a station, was buried in a building, and ended up being a wanted criminal for looting national historical relics.

Two days ago, he had skydived into an unfamiliar city and fell off the roof of a building.

A day ago, he blasted and broke into the women's locker room, and then was dragged into the night battle, truly feeling life and death, killing, and finally experiencing women's clothing for the first time in his life.

However, Fang Ran felt that all these things were not as shocking as they were today.

Because the previous day was full of things that were beyond his three views, he was automatically classified into the category of 'three views remodeling'.

But what happened today is really something that Fang Ran knows!

Gangsters, Trading, Shootouts, Darkness, Money,

, did the things in these movies really happen to me?

The corners of Fang Ran's mouth twitched as he looked at the box containing US dollars in front of him, this was money he had never seen in his life and could not make in his life.

"Ugh."

Fang Ran helplessly lowered his shoulders and sighed, and then picked up the dollar box.

Half a million dollars is unexpectedly unsinkable.

"Oh? That's good, but it's a little bit of a gain. ”

Ling also saw the money in the box, and said without much surprise, and then saw Fang Ran pick up another box, and asked with interest:

"Don't you want to open it and see what it is?"

Fang Ran rolled his eyes: "I don't want to, I can guess with my heel that the things that these two gangs of people traded in this box are definitely not serious things, and they are definitely not something that ordinary people like me should see anyway." ”

"Heh~" Ling chuckled, didn't care too much, and used her mental power to clear everyone's short-term memories before floating outward:

"Let's go, I just have a little money and I need something."

"Uh..."

Then Ling saw Fang Ran looking at her with an incredible look.

"What do you think of me?"

Fang Ran spread out a box in one hand and said helplessly:

"Hey, Queen, please, it's not my money?"

Ling turned to stare at him with a gaze that felt ridiculous, he, didn't he want it?

This guy who only has more than 1,000 living expenses a month?

Then in the data space, the gothic Lori-like Ling suddenly became a little interested, and she felt that this was an opportunity to understand this guy's brain circuit.

So Ling said in a very seductive tone:

"Are you sure you don't? That's 500,000 US dollars, which is more than 3 million yuan in RMB, and according to your so-called ideal of 5,000 months, it is money that you will never earn in your lifetime. ”

Fang Ran's drooping shoulders looked at her with dead eyes, and said speechlessly:

"So what?"

"So?" Ling smiled softly, smiling like a little demon who tempted humans: "So, you just need to bring this money, no one will know, and you can even sell those 'goods' of theirs again." ”

"Aren't you tempted by so much money falling to the ground in vain?"

The corners of Fang Ran's mouth twitched, looking at the summoned beast that was 'talking crazy' in his eyes.

I'm dripping, the guys in the night battle are so lawless, are the roads so wild?

He rolled his eyes: "This is stolen goods, and it is illegal to embezzle them." ”

After speaking, Fang Ran walked out with his back to Ling.

Ling didn't know that when she saw 500,000 US dollars in the box, Fang Ran didn't even have the slightest greed in her heart.

It's not that Fang Ran is a saint, it's just that in the mind that he was educated by his parents since he was a child, he didn't have the idea of hiding so much money in private.

When he saw so much money, he said, 'Damn, a lot of money!' Then there was a sigh of helplessness.

Gan, I'll have to take a detour to report and turn it in in a while.

Ling frowned and looked at his back, her voice was not joking, but with a touch of coldness and seriousness.

"Are you serious?"

"They really wanted to kill you just now, you defeated them, it stands to reason that these things are your trophies, but you want to hand these things over to the public?"

Ling slowly floated behind him and looked at his back condescendingly:

"It's a matter of course in a night fight."

Fang Ran's footsteps stopped, and he was silent for a second, and then he suddenly spoke softly:

"You're right, but I'm just an ordinary person, I can't do it."

Then he walked out slowly, and spoke softly, as if to Ling, as if to himself:

"I'm different from you, my mother told me since I was a child that you must do your duty and don't do bad things."

"This is indeed a lot of money, maybe it is really what you said, I will never make so much money in my life."

Ling looked at his somewhat inexplicable back at the moment, which seemed exactly the same as the back that night when he let go of his hand and fell from the air to save the girl.

"So this money is not in my cognition, so, I can't, and I don't want to hide this money, even if you clear your memory, even if no one knows."

"Conscience, duty, and law-abiding, these may be these things, whatever you think."

Then Ling heard him and suddenly sighed, the Fang Ran who was always cowardly, always unreliable, and always complaining...

Exhaled softly.

"I'm still an ordinary person, if a dozen or a hundred dollars fall to the ground, I will be happy to pick it up, thinking that I have lost luck today."

"If a few hundred dollars fall on the ground, I will be a little hesitant, and if I don't go back, I may keep it myself."

Speaking of which, Ling looked at his back and seemed to chuckle.

"But if it's a few thousand dollars, or more, I think, how anxious is the person who loses so much money, maybe it's just the money he has to go to the doctor, or maybe it's the money he has worked so hard to earn?"

"That's what the most popular people think, and you can laugh at it for the townspeople, I'm sure at least half of the people do, and the remaining half of the people are money-hungry villains and villains except for those who are so poor that they need it in desperate need of it."

"So," he said, raising his right hand, knocking on the suitcase containing more than three million, and softly:

"I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't think the same way you think through the brutality of night battles."

Ling looked at him, was silent for a moment, and then sneered:

"Naive, do you think someone would really do such a stupid thing to you?"

"Yes!"

Unexpectedly, he replied with great certainty, and then said firmly:

"There will definitely be, even if you can erase the worries of being found, it will definitely be."

"In the face of major rights and wrongs, the choice made by ordinary people must be his own conscience and justice."

He was silent for a moment, touched his chest, and said softly and firmly:

"I always believe that there must be many good people in this society."

Ling looked at him, and after making sure that he meant it, she cut off, as if she thought of some very bad memories.

She suddenly didn't want to talk to 'this' Fang Ran, or the same Fang Ran who was very stupid and cowardly, but very obedient, let her get used to it.

So Ling opened her mouth with a sneer, looking at the bulging place in his trouser pocket:

"Roar~ Dozens of hundred happy to death, hundreds of dollars were hidden in the end, so that's why you just put the change that those two people were carrying with you into your pocket?"

"Uh...."

Ling saw his back stiffen for a moment, and then changed back to Fang Ran's cowardly back.

He turned around, still the same face that Ling usually saw, and said with an embarrassed face:

"Well, about this, the chivalrous deeds, you have to charge some strain fees, and the heroes also have to eat."

Ling did not hesitate to debunk Fang Ran's behavior of looting the belongings of the two bosses, and then sneered to the point:

"It's been a long time, it's not because of cowardice! I don't dare to take big money, so I sneak a small amount of money! ”

Ling's disdainful tone pierced Fang Ran's chest like a knife, and Fang Ran felt hurt.

Ling snorted and floated out, Fang Ran hurriedly followed with the appearance of a little brother with a bag, trotting and his face was hot!

Damn, I just said something super secondary.

Ahh

How could I say such a thing again!

I want to die!

......

......

Following.

At a suburban police station, police officer Xiao Zhou yawned and came to work in the morning, he took out the key and just opened the door of the duty room, when he suddenly felt a little cold.

Then I saw two boxes tied together, smashed the window, and threw them in.

Xiao Zhou hurriedly became vigilant, holding the gun on his waist, and cautiously approached the past.

Then it was found that on two boxes, a note reads.

[Port, cargo area, third row of cargo boxes, they can only wake up at night

Also, no thanks, my name is Lei Feng]

Xiao Zhou wondered what this meant, opened the two boxes and looked at them, and his breathing stopped for a second.

In one box, the dollars are neatly arranged, and in the other.

It's all high-purity drugs!

At this time, Xiao Zhou woke up like a dream and suddenly understood the meaning of the note.

Then I hurriedly called the leader to inform him! The leader was also taken aback, and then ordered him to hold the scene immediately, and he immediately sent someone over!

After finishing the incident, Xiao Zhou looked at the two boxes in a daze, it is normal for drugs to be handed over to the public, and drug trafficking is more serious than drug use.

But 500,000 US dollars, there are really people who don't want to hand it in?

Xiao Zhou felt a warm blood in his heart, hot and hot, and the blood that had been in the police academy was ignited again.

There are still such people in this society!

Lei Feng...

If that person is in front of Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou must shout a word out loud to him!

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"We're at the police station! It's not the Public Security Bureau! Moreover, this is the household registration section, which manages the household registration, regardless of anti-narcotics!!! ”

Xiao Zhou really wants to know.

Which mentally retarded person pretending to be Lei Feng is reporting the case by tying up drugs and stolen money together and smashing the glass of the office of the household registration department!

However, at this moment, in the last row of a certain university classroom, a certain coward is drooling in the middle of sleep because the nightlife was too exciting the night before.