Chapter 6: Forty Thieves

When: A rainy day. Location: Zoo.

Characters: Father and his fat son, a teenager, a couple of lovers, a dirty child.

Draw a circle on the ground with dead branches, and this circle is called a zoo.

On the damp wooden chair sat a young man, his expression melancholy, his hair dripping with water, love gnawing at his heart, he looked forward to a girl, walking lightly, walking on the grass, walking beside him.

Lovers in the pavilion embrace. The flowers are wet, the goldfish swim among the aquatic plants, and the water surface ripples.

There were tigers, lions, bears, ostriches, wolves, leopards, and monkeys in that row of iron cages.

The cage is really poetic.

Now, in front of the cage stood a father and his fat son. The father said, "Son, take care of the animals, they are just like people, and lo and behold, the big tiger is catching lice for the little tiger." ”

The fat son stuffed his mouth with a banana and suddenly cried.

The father said, "What's the matter?" ”

The fat son looked at his father and said, "I'm not hungry." ”

The father smiled and said, "Then feed the monkeys!" ”

At this time, a dirty child** came in, his hair was like a chicken nest, his neck was gray, and he was wearing a rotten dress, he grinned and grimaced at the bear, and slapped the cage loudly.

There are often such wandering happy elves in the city.

The fat son looked up and said to his father, "Dad, I'm afraid he will beat me." ”

The father said, "Ignore him, go, go feed the monkeys." ”

They came to the iron cage where the monkeys were kept. The fat son peeled a banana, and the father picked up the banana peel on the ground and said solemnly to his son, "Take care of the environment." ”

The fat son said, "Why is there only one monkey?" ”

The father lit a cigarette: "It may be a rare species, a golden snub-nosed monkey." Oh no, it's sick, poor little one. ”

In the cage lay a little monkey with sad eyes and dirty hair.

It's a cigarette pack.

The fat son threw the banana into the cage and said, "Eat, little monkey." ”

The little cigarette pack sat up and yawned, tears and snot flowing. When it saw its father smoking a cigarette, it crawled over with a wail and stretched out its hand.

The father said, "Give it another banana." ”

The fat son threw all the bananas into it, but the little cigarette pack ignored it. It began to roll on the ground, holding its head in both hands, its eyes red and squeaking.

The son clapped his hands and laughed and said, "Crazy, crazy, it's fun." ”

The father said, "What's wrong with this little monkey?" ”

The little cigarette pack tried to snatch the cigarette from his father's hand.

My father was stunned and said, "I want this." He threw the cigarette into the cage. The small cigarette pack was immediately picked up and took a few puffs, and it squatted and shivered.

The child lay down in front of the cage at some point and said, "I'll see what you see." ”

The child swallowed, and he saw the banana in the cage.

The fat son said, "Dad, let's go, he smells so bad." ”

The father said, "Let's go, go home and take a shower, the rain is sticky on my neck." ”

The fat son said as he walked: "It's okay to take a bath, unless you don't let me eat chicken thighs at night, I don't like to eat them, I'm tired of eating." ”

The child looked at them, picked out the banana from the cage with a branch, held it in his arms, and ran away as fast as he could.

The son said to his father, "Dad, look, that's a thief." ”

Let's do a little quiz.

You can't lick your elbow with your tongue.

You can't catch a fly empty-handed.

You can't pick up a brick with two fingers.

If you do, then you have what it takes to be a thief.

In many places, we often see a group of suspicious people gathering there, smoking, and talking to each other. They watch pedestrians, follow them, cover up with a few people, and one person opens your backpack with great speed and sweeps away all the money and valuables inside. The whole process takes a few seconds, and it takes place in broad daylight. They are very bold, and even if they are caught stealing, they just walk away and set their sights on the next target. Most of the pedestrians dare not speak out, and it is difficult for the police to punish them if they are caught, because most of them are underage children, and the leaders who manipulate these children's theft are behind the scenes, and it is difficult to catch them.

The Ministry of Public Security has issued a wanted warrant for theft in recent years, which can also be seen as a ranking of China's biggest thieves. Among them, the Kuban ranked second.

Kuban, a craftsman, a teacher of a group of thieves. At the age of 22, he wandered around with a knife carved with a goat's head, leaving the smell of mutton wherever he went. But he doesn't sell lamb kebabs, and he doesn't sell raisins. The first theft was on the streets of Wencheng, and he saw an old woman who told fortunes, and a yellow bird took out a card, which probably meant that he was going to break a little fortune recently, but there would be nobles to help him, and everything would turn into good fortune, and the wealth would roll in from then on.

The old woman said a crepe sentence: "Fate is predestined by nature, and luck can be changed." ”

Before leaving, he gave the old woman two yuan, but stole the old woman's wallet.

From that day on, his fate went to a dead end.

In one case of theft, one thief said to another, "You hide behind the door, and when someone comes in, you hit him on the head with a stick." ”

If no one comes in, it's theft; Someone came in, it was a robbery.

A burglar will become a robber by chance, and the robber will easily escalate to a murderer if he is hit hard with a stick, or if he encounters resistance.

Kuban first stolen, then robbed, and for a while, all the bearded man had to do every day was to spend money, take a counterfeit bill of 100 yuan, and go shopping. He bought apples, cigarettes, socks, turnips and cabbage, and his money was returned again and again by the sharp-eyed peddler, and during that time, he wandered the streets with more than 3,000 yuan in his arms.

When the Kuban had nothing to eat, it was not his stomach that made him hungry, but emptiness. When he was full, there was a place in his heart that was empty, and there should be a woman.

When he was younger, he liked to stalk beautiful women on the street. On one occasion, he failed to restrain his hands and was imprisoned for attempted rape.

After a few years, Cuban returned to his hometown and married the most beautiful little widow in the village, Guli, and he set up more than a hundred tables of banquets, feasted the whole village, and even entertained passers-by. He built roads, drilled wells, and built trellises, and the whole village was grateful to him, and they all knew that he had made a fortune outside.

Guli had an illegitimate child, and she once wanted to drown the child in the basin, but then she choked on the water and lost her courage. One day, under a tree full of locust flowers, the boy said to Kuban: "Ada, I want to be the best thief in the world, just like you." ”

"Then I'll test you," Kuban asked him, "and you see a cyclist with a wallet in the basket, how are you going to get your hands on it?" ”

"I deliberately hit the car." The child replied.

"Hehe, little Balang, this is not going to work. I'll teach you, what about you, take a ball of wool in your hand, and tie the rope of beer, red, white, or like that, throw it into the rear wheel, get entangled, and the unlucky guy gets out of the car, turns around and pulls the yarn, and you take advantage of the moment he turns around, move quickly, and get the bag in your hand. Some women like to wrap their bags around the handlebars, and that's when you'll need a small blade. ”

"I get it, it's mostly about getting the cyclist to stop."

"Clever. Let me ask you another difficult question, if the man is not riding a bicycle and he walks, how do you find a way to stop him? ”

Baran touched his scalp and said, "I don't know. ”

Kuban put a locust flower in his mouth and said, "After a while, I will take you out to see and see." ”

Before leaving, the people of the village sent their children to the door of the Kuban and said, "Let the children follow you to make a fortune!" ”

On August 19, 1999, in front of the Hualian building in Jeju, a child suddenly fainted at the intersection, his limbs twitched and his mouth foamed. Many people watched, and a few other children crowded into the crowd waiting for the opportunity to steal. When they got it, they glanced at the child on the ground, and he got up, wiped the foam from his mouth, and swaggered away.

We know that this epilepsy is fake, and the foaming foam is due to chewing soap in the mouth.

The children, the oldest of whom was 18 years old and the youngest was only 10 years old, all called Kuban Ada.

Yesterday they were still picking cotton and wolfberries, and today they are following Kuban and Guli to steal and break through the world.

From October to December 1999, the 40 thieves rented a house in the Kim family compound on Seomun Street in Jeju City.

Guli used half a brick to settle an account on the wall, and she said to Kuban: "We, forty people, eat fifty yuan of steamed buns and sixty yuan of vegetables a day. Even if it's a pickle bar, you have to eat twenty catties. We haven't eaten meat for a month, plus smoking, even Barang has learned to smoke, plus rent, utilities, it's a hundred. This is still a small amount, we have to spend 200 yuan a day, and more than 6,000 yuan a month. ”

Kuban was sleeping, he covered his head with a quilt and covered his ears with his fingers so that he would not hear Guli's nagging.

Gu Li's peculiar deep eyes began to become worried, and she continued: "Yesterday, the raw melon and the white fan were beaten and bruised and swollen, and they didn't steal anything. Let this waste go home, go back to the cotton fields. Also, Balang used the stolen money to buy a toy pistol, he was still a child, playful, Balang, Balang. ”

Guli shouted out the window, and a child who was eating bananas in the yard ran in: "What's the matter?" ”

Kuban's hand came out of the quilt and slapped Balang hard with the back of his hand, and Balang's mouth was bleeding.

It was dusk, and after that, there was a theft that shocked the whole country and even became famous overseas.

Six minutes east of the Jin family's compound is the Ximen savings office, and for several days, raw melons and white fans have been staring at the people withdrawing money at the door of the savings house, and they have found nothing.

One day, Kuban stood on the side of the road from dusk, looking at the savings house, and he stood all night with a bold idea in his head.

At dawn, he stomped on the last cigarette butt with his foot and went home.

Guli was washing clothes in the courtyard when Kuban called the children together. "We're going to do a big thing," he said, "and it's going to dig up the ground and steal all the money out of that bank, and not even the gross bills left for them." ”

After hearing this, the children cheered and threw their hats into the sky with joy.

That night, he used a rope to measure the exact distance from the Jin family's compound to the savings bank. The next day, he bought a drill, a shovel, a pickaxe, and a miner's lamp.

At 10 a.m., Kuban drew a circle with his foot on the dirt floor in the yard, poured a bucket of water into the circle, and said to the children: "Dig it, start here." ”

With the courtyard doors closed, a dozen older children began digging tunnels, while another twenty quietly transported the excavated soil to a pond on the outskirts at night. Three months later, the pond was filled in, but the tunnel was lost. They crossed a street, several houses, and even dug under a tree, but did not reach the bottom of the depository. Kuban was at a loss and thought of a friend he met in prison, this person was named Liu Chaoyang, nicknamed "Mouse", and he was a real master of digging holes.

After Liu Chaoyang came, he first went to the bank, carefully checked the location of the bank vault, and then checked the tunnel, and under the roots of the tree, he said to Kuban: "This is a willow tree, dig to the right." ”

They only dug for three days, and Liu Chaoyang pointed to the top of his head and said, "It's here." ”

After the incident, the local police claimed to the media that the thieves may have sophisticated equipment, including the Global Positioning System, as well as several experts in mathematics, engineering and excavation. We know that sophisticated equipment is just some of the simplest tools, and the mathematical, engineering and excavation expert mentioned by the police is Liu Chaoyang, an ordinary coal miner who was once sentenced to three years in prison for robbing graves.

The police pointed out that the thieves rented a yard near the savings bank and closed the door to dig a tunnel without arousing suspicion. The tunnel is in the shape of a "human", indicating that the group was lost, the willow tree pointed them in the right direction, the walls of the tunnel were nailed with plastic panels, the floor was covered with wooden boards, there were electric lights along the way, and there was a studio. It was only at 8 a.m. that the bank clerk discovered a large hole in the floor of the vault, and the thieves removed the five safes in the vault without triggering the alarm bell, the vault's motion sensors and security cameras, and there was no response. The police did not disclose how much money the thieves had stolen.

At 8 a.m. that day, the moment the bank clerk saw the crater and screamed, Kuban was already on the train back to his hometown.

Kuban sat by the window, and the stinking compartment was stinking.

The smell of a woman's armpits and the athlete's foot of a carpenter, the smell of garlic exhaled by a man yawning in mid-air collided with the smell of leeks spewed by another man's burps, cigarettes, inferior perfume, vomit from a motion sickness person, all these smells mixed together to become a foul smell.

The noisy passengers, the smelly carriages, and even the air are suffocating, which shows how bad the peak of the Spring Festival travel season is every year.

Next to the Kuban sat a long-haired young man, who said: "The first time I took a train, it was on the roof of the car, and a wagon of coal was under the buttocks. Now, it's crowding and screaming, let's switch places, man, well, I'm going to make it easier. ”

Cuban reluctantly swapped seats with him, he opened the window and poured a soak of urine outside.

Perhaps a soak of urine generated a good feeling, Cuban held up the beer bottle to the long-haired young man and motioned for him to have a drink.

The long-haired young man shook his head: "I can't drink right now, although I drink a lot. ”

He turned his face out of the window and stopped talking.

When we rode the train, we all noticed the scenery outside the window, some haystacks, wheat fields, canals and woods.

As the train passed through a village, the long-haired young man stuck his head out of the window, put his hands to his mouth, and shouted to a small courtyard: "Red, red, red." ”

In that small courtyard, a woman named Red heard this familiar voice almost every few months, far away, but again in her ears. When she was doing laundry in the yard, when she was coaxing her son to play, and even in her sleep, she heard her husband's cries. She was in a trance, thinking it was a hallucination, and listened attentively, but only heard the train whizzing by.

The train passed through a tunnel and woke up a lot of bats, and in this brief darkness, Kuban tried his best to refrain from attacking the long-haired young man, and stealing his wallet was easier than drinking a spoonful of soup. He held back, but the compassion was fleeting, and just as the train was about to pass through the tunnel, Cuban's hand was completely subconsciously put into the pocket of the long-haired youth, and the moment he took out his wallet, he was stunned - the wallet was Cuban's own.

This is probably the strangest thing that has happened to the Kuban since the theft: the long-haired young man may have stolen his wallet while swapping seats, and he stole it back by magic. The theft was successful, taking advantage of the darkness and unknowingly getting it, but the result of the theft was - he stole a wallet, and the money on his body did not increase by a single cent.

"Return to its rightful owner." Kuban showed the long-haired young man his wallet and put it back in his pocket.

"It turned out to be a peer," the long-haired young man smiled and began to say, "Did you see it just now, a small courtyard, that's my house." I steal things, not because I lack money, but for fun, and it's also a habit, and when I see someone else's wallet, I can't help it, my hands are itchy, how I like to be a thief! My whole personality, my education and the environment in which I grew up made me particularly suitable for this profession. I'm not fooling you, I'm very rich now, do you know what makes money faster and easier - doing business. ”

The long-haired youth lowered his voice and said to Kuban: "I have a couple of condoms in my stomach and I can't eat, although I would love to drink with you. You think, tomorrow morning, when I get to Urumqi, I can make a fortune by pulling these things out. I'm telling you this not because I believe in you, it's not trusting, it's not because you're like me. He stretched out his fingers and made a gesture of holding his wallet, "I'm talking a little crepe,, I don't care." Sometimes I just think that I will go in again sooner or later, sooner or later, so I don't care, I have such long hair to attract the attention of Leizi, I don't care. ”

"I know, it's called drug trafficking." Cuban said, "Why don't you go into business on your own? Buy by yourself and sell by yourself. ”

"I can't do this alone, I don't have a partnership, and I don't have the capital."

"I have."

"Dude, what's your name?"

"Kuban."

"My name is Little Hammer."