In the evening, the clouds are quietly huddled, and the red glow shines through the clouds, exuding a romantic light under the refraction of the atmosphere, just like a happy ending in a fairy tale world.

At this time, housewives went out en masse, and office workers also took buses, subways and other means to their homes one after another. The scene in the supermarket is booming, under the bright lights, housewives and elderly people, scrambling to carry the food and weigh it to the cash register to pay the bill, and the supermarket staff are very busy.

But these things have nothing to do with Wei Flail and Cuckoo, who have resigned from the supermarket.

When Yang Fugui's Wei Flail went to settle the salary, he also thought of setting up a clever name to deduct his and Du Juan's salaries. Wei Feng couldn't bear it, let him see "why the flowers are so red", and "persuaded" Yang Fugui to pay the arrears of wages with both hands.

After this incident, Yang Fugui's employees, their dissatisfaction and disdain for him rose to a certain height, and they didn't dare to say it openly before, but they could discuss it quietly in front of him, and they didn't reassure him as a manager. However, Yang Fugui was afraid that someone would go to the headquarters to complain, wronged the employees, and shielded the pervert, Yang Fugui was like a frightened bird, because his employees had more or less mastered the things he had done, so he had to beg his grandfather to sue his grandmother to curry favor with them in secret, and beware of them from exposing himself.

He was worried that his manager would not be able to do it, and the best way was to fire all the people, but the headquarters would definitely not be able to pass the test, and besides, he would not dare to offend these "big Buddhas" under him.

"Luckily, I walked fast and grabbed the eggs on sale, and I was gone a few steps late."

The aunt in the rose-red shirt turned her head sideways and talked to another aunt in the green shirt next to her, although she was complaining, but the pride in her expression could not be concealed.

"Well, pull you down. I thought I was fast enough, but I almost didn't catch up. ”

The aunt in the green shirt is carrying two boxes of special eggs in her hands, and the "almost" in her mouth is very different from the almost.

And the aunt in the pink blouse didn't let it go, she had at least four boxes of bargain eggs in her shopping bag.

The special eggs in the supermarket are all fixed, while the supermarket where Yang Fugui works is more budget-conscious, with a limit of one box per person. It's just that these two aunts, whose combat effectiveness is extraordinary, bought them again and again, and finally the staff reminded them again and again, and still ran back three times to get the eggs and then check out, until the last special egg whites on the shelves were sold out.

The background wall of the conversation between the two aunts is the big green-skinned garbage bin downstairs at the back door of the supermarket, a fierce dog with light yellow hair, sniffing the green-skinned big dustbin, and then stunned in place.

It didn't seem to be a little unwilling, didn't walk away immediately, lowered its nose, sniffed a few more times, and immediately sneezed. The smell in this garbage bin is still a little too pungent for canines.

The dog sneezed, sniffed the ground seriously, and slowly walked away. The people carrying shopping bags along the way did not dare to provoke this "rampant and domineering" vicious dog, and consciously retreated.

After a while, the lid of the dumpster was lifted from the inside out, and a head wearing black sunglasses poked out of the dumpster to look around.

After confirming that the dogs hadn't chased after him, the man in sunglasses was reassured, and the stench around him didn't seem to affect him at all. At this time, the smell in the garbage bin has not been fermented to the extreme, if it is three or four o'clock in the morning, the garbage truck comes to pull the garbage to the eve of the incineration station, the taste inside is called a wonderful!

Spoiled meat, expired food, rotten leaves, corpses of rats...... All the sources of odor that can be found in daily life are contained in a small space of a few square meters, where the smell brews, gathers, and is far more powerful than the fried stinky tofu sold in the market. The latter is a single smell, and the former is a terrible "stink bomb" that is compounded, and as long as it is a person who has no special hobbies, he will not be willing to take half a step.

Dogs can run at speeds of up to 50 km/h, while the average person can run at less than 40 km/h. Although the running speed of the man in sunglasses is constantly improving every day because of the perennial life of crossing the street rat, no matter how fast he runs, he can't compare to the Olympic short-circuit champion, and compared with the vigorous dog, it is even more out of reach, and several times those dogs have almost bit his buttocks.

Now his pants, the hip position, have two cool big holes. The fabric on it, in the tenth or twentieth dangerous life, was tragically lost to the big mouth of a certain dog.

The wind blew through the two holes, and the man in sunglasses only felt cold on his cheeks, and it seemed that the old moles and sores were three points better.

He clumsily crawled out of the dumpster, and the chase for most of the day consumed all his physical strength. His legs trembled as if he had senile rheumatism, and he backhanded the rotten vegetable leaves that were stained on his back. Fresh air rushed in, his nasal cavity was redeemed, and his normal sense of smell was restored to him. He sniffed the stench on his body, the same as that of the fishmonger in the fish market, and he retched a few times.

The smell made him sick, but he was just a piece of clothing, and when he took it off, he was naked. Walking on the street at six or seven o'clock, tourists are afraid that they will call the police when they see it, accusing him of being very naked in a public place, and he cannot enter the bureau for the time being, and he has an account that has not been received.

He took out his phone, avoided the crowds, and went to a remote alley.

Take out your phone and dial a string of numbers.

The number was not stored on his mobile phone, nor was it recorded on paper or other materials.

"The things you have given me have been done, are you ready for my reward?"

"I see, you're doing well, where are you now?"

The man in sunglasses looked at the street outside, separated by a wall, like two worlds, outside the wall was the flow of people, and the sound of students coming home from school.

"The alley under the third street lamp on Fuze Road next to Shuangfu Supermarket, walk straight for 500 meters after entering the alley, turn right and then turn left, go forward for about 300 meters, I am waiting for you at the end of the alley."

The alley is formed into a gap between the houses, and it feels very cramped to stand inside. Looking up, there was only a narrow line of sky. The illusory brilliance of the clouds had almost vanished, and the sky was raindropping, and the clouds were as if the whole sky was about to fall.

The raindrops rang out and dripped again, and the sound grew louder and louder.

Unlucky! It's actually raining!!

When the man in sunglasses went out, it was rare to see the weather forecast, the weather forecast clearly said that it would not rain today, he saw that it was sunny outside for a long time, and he didn't bring an umbrella when he went out.

Although the raindrops hurt a little on the body, and the clothes were soaked and uncomfortable, the stench of the clothes dissipated a little, and even some of the poop on the hands were cleaned. In the thick rain curtain, only with one hand can the eyes break open to see.

Three days ago, when he was wandering down the street, he saw a "fat sheep" with a famous brand all over his body. The "fat sheep" seems to be a foreigner, walking and stopping, and everything has to be seen.

Although the "fat sheep" is burly, his height also stands out in the north. However, he was confident in his skills and was able to get the wallet in his hands before the "fat sheep" found out, and then return the empty wallet untouched. So, despite some fear in his heart, he still attacked the "fat sheep".

He quietly approached the "fat sheep", and without a trace, he always landed five steps behind the "fat sheep", looking for an opportunity to strike.

He looked ahead without squinting, looking a little anxious, like the kind of person who is in a hurry to get things done. Even if someone steals their wallet, they won't suspect him, and he is very good at doing these things.

The "fat sheep" stopped abruptly while walking, and he walked into a cold drink shop, apparently tired from walking or hot in the sun, and stopped to rest his feet and buy a drink to quench his thirst.

After the man in sunglasses entered the store, he didn't immediately go to buy a drink. He deliberately waited for the "fat sheep" to buy back the drink and paid for it, and when he turned around and walked back with the drink, he went up to the front desk to order. At the moment of meeting, he reached out and took out his wallet, then said sorry, went to the front desk and ordered a cup of milk tea with his wallet with body temperature, and asked the clerk to pack it.

Then, he took the packaged milk tea and walked out like an ordinary guest.

He glanced back at the "fat sheep".

Very good.

The "fat sheep" comfortably took a sip of the drink through the straw and closed its eyes comfortably.

Everything was so seamless, there were nearly a thousand wallets he had stolen in his life, and this wallet was one of the most comfortable and easy he had ever stolen.

He couldn't wait to find a corner where no one was around, stuffed the money into his pocket, and then prepared to throw the empty wallet into the trash.

In some cities, there is also a group of people, most of whom are waste pickers, and they have close cooperation with thieves and pickpockets. If someone loses their wallet in a foreign country, and it contains documents, someone will need to get the contents back - the procedures for replacing the documents are very troublesome. In the wallet, there are usually bank cards or other small commemorative items, which are very regrettable to lose.

Therefore, waste pickers who have priority access to stolen wallets in trash cans have become an indispensable part of the business. They will keep an eye on the police station to keep an eye out for the person who has stolen it.

Wait for them to go to the police station to report the case, and then find someone to contact them. It is implicitly suggested that there is a way to "retrieve" their wallets, but with a certain "benefit fee".

It's a difficult situation to deal with, and if someone calls the police, they can do nothing about it, and they can throw their wallets into the river without leaving a trace. They can quibble that they have not picked up their wallets, and what the owner said is all false perjury.

The person who reported the crime not only could not get his wallet back, but also ended up fishy.

When the man in sunglasses turned to leave, he was surprised to find the "fat sheep" standing at the exit and looking at him with a smile.

At that moment, he understood that the real reason why he was so easy was not that he was skilled, but that the other party deliberately let him steal his wallet.

"I'll throw in the towel, come, handcuff."

He consciously stretched out his hands, where did the new strip 1 come from, why didn't I disappear at all?

From time to time, plainclothes police officers will mix in the crowd and deliberately lure them into the bait, especially after the New Year, according to their words, they will put their own garbage in it, so that ordinary citizens can have a good holiday.

And these people also have a way to distinguish, they often go in and out of the police station, after the crime is released, they come out to exchange information, every face that appears in the police station, they remember it clearly, and there are new people who go out to "work", will be passed on to them by word of mouth, so that they can remember those people clearly.

Therefore, it is not so easy for the police to catch them pickpockets.

And the occasional miss is because there are new unfamiliar faces in the police station, and their people haven't had time to tell them.

The "fat sheep" did not handcuff him, and he did not ask for his money back.

He said with an unpredictable smile: "I have something to ask you for help, the money in the wallet is a deposit, after the matter is completed, I will give you another sum of money......"

It was a fantastic experience, he didn't think that one day he would steal money, and instead of being served with fists, kicks, and sticks, he would give him money and "ask" him to help with things.