Chapter 501: He Stole My Money
The store is not far from the police station, so the police quickly arrived at the scene, retrieved the video, and after carefully checking it, said to Xiang Qingxi, "This gentleman, this mobile phone is viewed from the video, although it is not very clear, but it can be seen that the mobile phone fell from your hand, so it is your responsibility and you need to compensate." ”
Xiang Qingxi didn't hum or scream at this time, after listening to the police, he nodded and said, "Okay, since the police have said so, then I can only lose money." ”
"Pay with your mouth, with your virtue, do you have the money to compensate?" The middle-aged man tilted his head to the side with a look of disdain, and looked at Xiang Qingxi playfully.
Xiang Qingxi didn't pay attention to him anymore, and put his hand in his pocket, it didn't matter if he touched it, a nervous look suddenly appeared on his face, and then he touched other pockets, just here and there, his movements made people know at a glance that he didn't have his wallet.
"Haha, I'll just say, this guy doesn't have any money, look at him like that, like he has money to buy a mobile phone?" said the middle-aged man disdainfully.
When Xiang Qingxi was groping his pocket, he suddenly turned his face to the middle-aged man, made a thinking gesture, and repeated the action when the middle-aged man pushed him with his hand, and then grabbed the policeman's arm and said, "Officer, he stole my money." ”
When the middle-aged man heard this, he was startled, his eyes widened and he said, "You Ma, talk nonsense about Lao Tzu killing you again." ”
The policeman also frowned when he heard this, and said to Xiang Qingxi unhappily, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't have any evidence, hurry up and accompany others to store mobile phone money, we don't have the time to accompany you here." ”
"I have proof, he hit me like this at the time, my money was put here, he hit me here, and the money was gone. Xiang Qingxi described the scene at that time.
"What does this prove, and it doesn't prove that he stole your money. The policeman slowed down, but he was still a little impatient, no one wanted to do this kind of work without any technical content, without any oil and water, but if the thief was caught, if the amount was huge, it would be a different matter.
"I remember the number of a few money, I also saw that he hit me and patted here with his hand, I think he has been here all the time, there should be no time to transfer, the stolen money should be placed in this position. After Xiang Qingxi finished speaking, he grabbed the policeman's arm a little nervously and said, "You ask him to take a look in his pocket here to see if there is money here, if there is no money, then I will throw it elsewhere." ”
When Xiang Qingxi said this, the middle-aged man's face turned green, and he glanced around a little nervously, which was completely different from the situation where he reprimanded Xiang Qingxi arrogantly just now.
The policeman saw it in his eyes and knew that this middle-aged man must have something to do, to be honest, the police did not have the right to casually check the things in other people's pockets, but the man's expression made people suspicious, and soon, the middle-aged man was angry, "I'll wipe it, you know that I put the money here, so you are harming me?"
"I put some money in this pocket this morning, what does this mean? Can it mean that I stole his money?" The middle-aged man was a little confused, he didn't know if it was a coincidence or what, it couldn't be, he already knew that this young man had no money on him.
Seeing the middle-aged man's behavior like this, the policeman basically concluded that the middle-aged man must have money in his chest pocket, and the person who broke the mobile phone spoke so surely, maybe what he said was true.
Thinking of this, the policeman said loudly to the middle-aged man, "Shut up, can you see that this guy has no money on him, can't he see that you have money on him?" Don't say anything, quickly take out the money, let us verify, it's not his, and we will return the money to you." ”
When the middle-aged man saw that the police were a little fierce, he immediately coaxed, hurriedly took out the money in his pocket, and handed it to the police, "Just take it, my money can still be his, I don't believe it." ”
The policeman took the money and asked, "Do you know how much money is here?"
"I don't remember, it should be eight or nine thousand yuan. The middle-aged man thought for a while, and was a little confused, so he was a little confused, shook his head, and said uncertainly.
"Then do you know how much money is here?" the policeman turned to Xiang Qingxi and asked.
Xiang Qingxi thought for a while, and then said slowly, "A total of eight thousand nine hundred and fifty-six yuan, of which six yuan is composed of six one yuan, fifty is not a whole ticket, but a twenty, three ten yuan, one of the money numbers is BJ5678888, because I like to collect good numbers, so I pay special attention to these." ”
The policeman opened the change sandwiched in the 100 yuan bill and counted it, and was a little stunned, this change was exactly the same as what Xiang Qingxi said, and he had basically concluded from his heart that this money was very likely, it was really this young guy's.
The manager of the store also nodded, how could a normal person know the amount of money in other people's pockets, so it was basically certain that this money was this guy's.
After the policeman counted the hundred-yuan bill, he nodded, handed the money to Xiang Qingxi, and then took out the handcuffs, ready to bring them to the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man at this time was already completely panicked, when he counted the money, he looked at it without blinking, and when the policeman finished counting, his heart was cold, and he even began to doubt life.
The police were about to handcuff him, but he still had a blank expression, and the flamboyant woman next to him saw this situation and said, "Brother Hu, you won't make the same mistake again, right?"
What's going on?
After everyone heard what the woman said, they all understood, the middle-aged man was still a habitual offender, could it be that he really stole the money? Yes, that's right, the money was indeed stolen by the middle-aged man, but it was not Xiang Qingxi who stole it, he stole someone else's when he was picking up a mobile phone with the woman in another store, but he didn't expect to meet the "lost owner" in this store, it was really a boat capsized in the gutter.
"You stinky words, what are you talking nonsense, do you want to hurt Lao Tzu?" The middle-aged man opened his mouth and scolded, the woman knew that she might have said the wrong thing, so she quickly covered her mouth, but the words she said were like water spilled out, so how could she take it back.
But after thinking about it, the dog couldn't change his appetite, so he glared at him and said, "How do you talk?" The woman was very unhappy, "You told me not to be a thief anymore, and you are still fierce with me, okay, don't look for me in the future, we are finished." After the woman finished speaking, she ignored the middle-aged man and walked straight out.
Xiang Qingxi took the money, checked it, handed it to the salesman, and took out a bank card from his pocket, "This money is the money paid for your mobile phone, in addition, take three more for me and use this card to swipe." ”
The middle-aged man looked at it and lowered his head, today is really not smooth, people are wrong, now when he goes out, he doesn't necessarily bring cash, how did he forget this stubble. A man who is not very well dressed has made such a generous move, it seems that his eyes will be polished next time.
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