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Chapter 39 A farce

"Is there a quarrel over there?" Zhixi asked, blinking her eyes.

I got out of bed and said to her, "Stay here while I go take a look."

When I got out of the compartment, I saw a group of people surrounding the carriage not far away, all watching the fun.

As I got closer, I heard the argument between the young man and the flight attendant.

Now, the flight attendants were both older than each other. She knew she was in the wrong, but she couldn't stand the middle-aged man behind her who kept urging her. She couldn't do anything.

"Sir, I just took a look and didn't touch your things," the flight attendant said.

"That's not okay! You have no right to see my things!" The young man had a tough attitude and protected the bag behind him.

At this time, the middle-aged man who lost the bag sneered and said to the people around him.

"Look at this kid, he's so snarky that he doesn't dare to show his things to anyone. Even if he didn't steal my things, he's definitely hiding something shameful!"

Originally, the crowd was just talking in low voices, and no one agreed. After all, everyone felt resentful about looking at people and things at will.

But suddenly, in the crowd, the middle-aged man's companion shouted: "Do you need to say more? He must have stolen the bag, otherwise why wouldn't he open it and show it to everyone?"

The young man was unconvinced and said: "Isn't there surveillance on the train? If you check the surveillance, wouldn't you know if I stole the thing?"

The flight attendant whispered: "I'm really sorry, this gentleman's bag just happened to be lost in a blind spot of the surveillance camera, so we can't confirm it."

"What does that have to do with me? Anyway, I didn't steal his things, and you are not allowed to look at my things!" said the young man.

"Why don't you want to show it to others? You must have something on your mind? If you ask me, he must have stolen the thing and not escaped!" The middle-aged man's companion continued to incite the crowd.

At this time, the flight attendant's words caused all the passengers who originally only wanted to watch the excitement to start fighting.

"Sir, if you are really unwilling to cooperate with the investigation, then we will have to stop temporarily at the next station and let everyone in the car get off for inspection. This will probably delay about half an hour."

"It takes half an hour?" Upon hearing that everyone's time was being wasted, the passengers who were watching the excitement couldn't sit still and began to persuade them.

"Oh, I said, young man, what can you do if you just open the bag and show them a look?"

"That is to say, it was checked when I entered the station. There is no way that there is any shameful contraband in the bag. Why don't you just take it out and take a look?"

"Yes, young man, you can't waste everyone's time just because you are alone? I'm still in a hurry to go home?"

But even so, the young man still refused and guarded the bag behind him.

At this time, an older flight attendant came over. After understanding the situation, he first apologized to the middle-aged man who had lost his bag.

Then, he criticized the young flight attendant, and then pointed the finger at the young man who raised the ghost.

"Sir, I'm really sorry, but other passengers in the carriage cooperated with the inspection, and no lost items were found from them."

"I see that you don't have many things with you, sir. It's just a bag. Open it for us to take a look at. It won't waste too much of your time."

"I told you, I didn't steal the things, and you don't have the right to see my things, so get out!" the young man yelled.

The flight attendant looked helpless. At this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly reached out and grabbed the young man.

"You kid must have stolen my bag, bring it over and show it to me!"

The young man tried to resist, but the middle-aged man pushed him down on the sleeper.

Later, the middle-aged man's companions also squeezed in, filling the already small compartment.

In the confusion, the young man was pinned down on the bed, and his bag was opened by the middle-aged man.

"Hey!" As soon as he opened the bag, the middle-aged man was startled.

"What the hell is this? It's black, like a mummy!"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to grab the bag, but the strength that came from nowhere suddenly opened the two people who were pressing him.

Then, he punched the middle-aged man in the face, knocked him to the ground, grabbed the bag, and closed the zipper.

"Get out! Get out of here!" the young man yelled angrily.

The two flight attendants finally stabilized the situation at the scene, but their first reaction was to comfort the middle-aged man who had been punched.

The middle-aged man's face was angry, but when asked about the situation, he waved his hands magnanimously and said, "Damn! Young people are angry. I can understand it. I just watched it, and the things are not with him."

,Maybe, I forgot to bring it."

"What about your injury?" the flight attendant asked.

"It's okay. Let's all leave. I won't waste anyone's time."

The whole thing was like a farce, starting absurdly and ending absurdly.

The crowd dispersed, and I looked at the cunning flash across the middle-aged man's face, and I felt that things were not that simple.

When I returned to my cubicle, Zhixi asked me what had just happened.

I explained the matter simply, and Zhixi became furious after hearing this.

"He doesn't know whether he has a bag or not?"

"Isn't this just bullying others by taking advantage of them?"

"And what's going on with those two flight attendants? They're helping to bully people. Don't they know that it's illegal to just look at other people's things?"

"The flight attendant is not capable enough and is being led around, so I understand." I said.

"That group of people seems to have come prepared. This matter is not that simple."

As I said that, I took out the cinnabar brush and drew two musical notes on the small table.

Listening to the notes being divided into two parts, Yin and Yang, I stuck the Yin charm on myself, and then, pretending to be passing by, next to the middle-aged man's compartment, I stuck the Yang charm under the berth on the pretext of tying his shoelaces.

On the way back, I heard the conversation between the three of them.

"Lao Yang, you are really good at this! You don't have to do anything to know what good things the people in this carriage have brought."

"That's right, my brother Yang is known as the Iron Guts Train Man on the road! It means that my brother Yang has an iron guts and specializes in business on the train! Nine times out of ten attempts, he succeeded! Isn't that awesome!"

Snap!

The middle-aged man seemed to have slapped the man who called him the brave train man.

"Stop trying to flatter me, because last time you were such a fool and made me stay in the situation for several months!"

"Brother Yang, I was not careful. I often walk by the river. How can I keep my shoes from getting wet?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I just saw it. Both groups b13 and b16 have business."

"B13 is a migrant worker with a wad of money in his pocket, at least 20,000 yuan."

"B16 is a family, they must be traveling. The silverware in the bag is bought from the scenic spot, and it is worth tens of thousands."

"After it gets dark, we'll move on b13 first, and he'll be alone. Then we'll check out b16. If there's a chance, we'll move it. If there's no chance, forget about it."

"Okay, got it, Brother Yang!"
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