At this time, Director Yan pointed at Liu Zhiguo, and stared at the pickpocket Li Feijian and said, he is a student from Shanyue Middle School, take a look, did he steal his money on the bus that time?

Li Feijian only glanced at him, and replied, yes, it's him.

You're not mistaken, are you? Director Yan stretched out his palm and patted it lightly on the table, reminding him.

There is no mistake. This guy has a crimson mole on his lips, so I remember it very well.

If you don't recognize the wrong person, this person is the victim, and the 3,000 yuan you stole should be returned to him. Director Yan took a sip of tea and said in a moist voice.

Director Yan, I can't pay it back. I went to gamble that time, and I lost them all, and I posted them upside down. Li Feijian glanced at his crab eyes, glanced at the cup of tea on the low stool in front of his feet, he also picked it up and took a sip, and then continued, because I had no money, I went to the store to steal the bag, but I was caught by the shopkeeper, and as soon as I called the police, I was caught here by you. You don't have money, you can go to jail.

You still don't care? Broken embryos. You're a repeat thief, and you might even go to jail. Director Yan said solemnly.

I saw that the policeman who was making the record stood up and sent the record book to Li Feijian to ask him to sign it. He was on his knees, so he asked him to stand up, put the notebook on the table, and signed it, and then he pressed the red seal with his thumb and the handprint where he signed.

After the incident, Director Yan did not let Li Feijian return to the detention room, but told him to continue to kneel, and asked Liu Zhiguo, who had just arrived, to make the same interrogation record and press the red clay handprint, before asking Li Feijian to stand up. Suddenly, I heard a soft female voice shouting from the door, Flying Sword-

Liu Zhiguo looked up, it was none other than his sweetheart who had to be kept secret for the time being-the young and beautiful teacher Li Juanxiu, by the way, she looked a little similar to the pickpocket in front of her, Li Feijian. Li Feijian lowered his head when he heard the cry and did not answer.

Who are you? Director Yan stared at Li Juanxiu who was standing at the door and asked, and gestured to let her in.

I'm his sister. Li Juanxiu said, walked into the interrogation room, and when he saw Liu Zhiguo, he was a little embarrassed, but he didn't look at her directly.

He is our teacher at Sanyue Middle School and my teacher. Liu Zhiguo introduced. Li Juanxiu gave him a look, and he stopped.

Oh, you're a teacher at Yamazuki Middle School, or his older sister. Director Yan looked at her with some surprise, and the policeman who made the record and the policeman who seemed to be doing logistics services also looked at her.

Li Juanxiu was very calm, and felt that Director Yan's words had a teasing meaning, so she preemptively said, yes, but I was wrong, I didn't educate my younger brother well, and I am responsible. I don't know what my brother did wrong.

Of course you have a responsibility. You are a role model, and you can't even teach your younger brother well, so that he becomes a gangster and pickpocket on the street, which is not only dishonorable for him, but also dishonorable for you, and dishonorable for your family. The more Director Yan spoke, the sharper it became, why didn't your parents teach him?

Li Juanxiu's face sank, she even thought of her family background, her father and mother left four years ago, and she lived with a young woman in the neighborhood, and she didn't want her family. She didn't want to talk about her own scandal, so she only said to Director Yan, comrade police, don't say it too badly, my parents are not undisciplined, there is always a reason.

Your brother is so big that he should usually be studying in school, how can he let him mix outside? As soon as you mix it, you will break the billet. Director Yan grabbed this topic and didn't let go.

In the first semester of the third semester of last year, because of his exam results at the bottom of the class, he was afraid of criticism from teachers and ridicule from classmates, so he dropped out of school. I have a full schedule of daily classes at school, and it is rare to take care of him.

After listening to Li Juanxiu's words, Director Yan said again, then your parents are responsible.

Li Juanxiu didn't say anything, and went around to Li Feijian and asked, they all said that you were a pickpocket, whose money did you steal? Director Yan pointed to Liu Zhiguo, who was standing next to him, and said, he is a student of Shanyue Middle School, and your brother stole his money on the bus, which is quite a lot! 3000 bucks.

Did you steal his money? Li Juanxiu looked at Li Feijian and asked cautiously.

Li Feijian nodded. Li Juanxiu glanced at the golden hoop on her hand, and said to Director Yan, I will take this thing away, make up some, and return 3,000 yuan to him, and your police station will release my brother!

Get the money together and return it to the victim of the theft. Director Yan spoke vividly enough.

If the 3,000 yuan is returned, can I release my brother immediately?

Your brother has already committed the crime of theft and returned the money, so I can only say that the crime can be mitigated a little, and whether he can be released immediately, I can't answer you now. Director Yan was basically relieved.

The policeman who made the record did not record what Li Juanxiu said, and at this time, he also said to Li Juanxiu, Mr. Li, you go and collect money, and it will be easy to return the money.

Li Juanxiu pulled her waterfall-like hair towards her ears and temples, and asked, Feijian, you can withdraw the stolen money! Li Feijian hung his head and didn't answer. The policeman who seemed to be doing logistics shook his head slightly, and then interjected, he lost all the money he stole and gambled, so the money was returned?

Oh! You also gamble. Li Juanxiu was secretly angry, but she didn't hang it on her face. But he said to his younger brother, Feijian, I will go out and get together 3,000 yuan with you, hand it over to the police station, and strive for the police station to let you out. But there is one thing, from now on, you don't do this kind of disgraceful thing that smears your family's face, you answer me, otherwise, I don't care, you are caught and sentenced to prison has nothing to do with being a sister.

Sister, I won't do this in the future. Li Feijian raised his head and said, his voice was low, but it could be heard.

Come on. Director Yan waved his hand and said, as long as you first make up the stolen money from gambling to compensate the victim of the theft, and then you write a guarantee that you will not do bad things again and put it at the police station, and you will be released.

In the evening of the same day, Li Feijian was released from the police station. Li Juanxiu did not dispose of the golden hoop she wore in her hand, nor did she return the stolen money to the police station on behalf of her younger brother, what was going on? Pei Shan, the ghost who has been following Liu Zhiguo and trying to avenge his life in the next life, knows best.

On that day, Li Juanxiu went to the Chengguan Police Station to visit her younger brother, who had been arrested for interrogation, and walked straight to the street. Liu Zhiguo saw that she was not going in the direction of the school, so he followed behind and asked, where is Teacher Li going? Teacher Li ignored it, as if it was Liu Zhiguo's fault that her brother was arrested. Liu Zhiguo didn't ask anymore, knowing that she was in a bad mood, but he kept following her, not close or far, just ten meters away in the middle.

When Liu Zhiguo saw her approaching the door of the good goods pawnshop on North Street and strangled off a golden hoop on her wrist, he understood, so he quickened his pace, and came to the pawnshop door almost in one arrow step, and said to Li Juanxiu, Mr. Li, this golden hoop is what I handed you don't want to be.

Your brother's 3,000 yuan, I will find a way to solve it with you. An old man in gold-rimmed glasses in the pawnshop saw it and ordered the eviction, alas, you don't have things, don't quarrel in my pawnshop if you don't do business. Liu Zhiguo glared at him dissatisfiedly and said, Where did we quarrel? Just said something.

To speak, speak elsewhere. The old man with gold-rimmed glasses spoke as he gestured for them to go away.