Yang Yujuan looked like "I knew it all along": "I don't think you can recover the money."
Seeing Yang Yujuan looking down on him, Mo Zhicheng said angrily: "When I finish eating, I and Lin Shanfeng will go to the police station to call the police."
At this point, Mo Zhicheng remembered that he had not told Lin Shanfeng yet.
So, Mo Zhicheng took out his mobile phone and called Lin Shanfeng, and after a while he talked about going to the police station to call the police.
"Teacher Mo, I don't think this is necessary anymore, it's useless." Lin Shanfeng said frustratedly.
Mo Zhicheng had told him just now that the customer service of the game company did not care about this, so Lin Shanfeng felt that there was no hope.
"What's useless? If you don't try it, how do you know it's useless? Don't you want the more than 30,000 yuan?" Mo Zhicheng asked.
"Yes, I want it." Lin Shanfeng shouted hurriedly.
Mo Zhicheng said: "That's it. If you don't go to the police station, how will you get the money back? I have already designed it for you. As long as you listen to me, you should be able to get the money back."
"Okay then, I'll go back to Xiangyang Apartment later." Lin Shanfeng said.
Now Lin Shanfeng has a terrible headache. The landlord of the fast food restaurant asked him for rent. He said that he wanted the landlord to be more lenient for a few days to see if he could get the money back.
More than 30,000 yuan is really a pain in the ass.
Now their family doesn't have much liquidity. The remaining tens of thousands of yuan have been deposited in the bank for a fixed term, which will be used for their children's college education in the future.
He didn't expect Lin Heng to cause such a thing, leaving him helpless.
Alas, I have no choice but to listen to Mo Zhicheng and treat a dead horse as a live doctor.
Mo Zhicheng hung up the phone, raised his head and said to Yang Yujuan: "We will go to the police station in a moment."
"That's useless, a waste of time." Yang Yujuan shook her head.
"It's useful, you believe me." Mo Zhicheng looked at Yang Yujuan.
Yang Yujuan said nothing more and lowered her head to eat.
Mo Zhicheng felt that Yang Yujuan sometimes didn't dare to look at him, maybe she didn't want to be with him anymore.
If it were in the past, when he looked at Yang Yujuan, she would either curse or glare at him, which was completely different from now.
After Mo Zhicheng finished his meal, he called Lin Shanfeng again. The other party said that he would not be back for half an hour. After all, fast food restaurants are also very busy now.
Mo Zhicheng saw this, so he simply came to the door, took out 502 glue and leather shoes, and carefully glued them together.
Mo Zhicheng originally thought it was an easy thing, but now that he started doing it, he discovered that it was not the case.
Sure enough, he had a reason for asking for eight yuan.
This bottle of 502 glue can stick several pairs of shoes, which is a bit of a waste of material.
But it won't stick. If you squeeze it hard, the glue will spray on the shoes and even stick to other places.
Mo Zhicheng hurriedly wiped it with his hand, and then he knew that something was going to be bad.
Because 502 glue is no joke, it can be stuck with your hands.
Mo Zhicheng discovered this situation too late. His hand was stuck. He hurriedly pulled hard and a piece of skin was pulled off.
The opening of the shoe is still open and not pressed down.
Mo Zhicheng pressed the shoes hard and couldn't control the glue on his hands. Moreover, once the 502 glue sticks to his hands, there is no way to wash it off unless there is a special potion.
Yang Yujuan looked at Mo Zhicheng strangely: "What are you doing?"
"The leather shoes are broken, let me glue them on." Mo Zhicheng said.
Liang Ping over there said: "If your leather shoes are broken, just buy a new pair."
"No need, it's just a small opening, I'll just use glue to fix it." Mo Zhicheng concealed his embarrassment.
If he could still make a choice, he would still choose to buy glue to stick his shoes on himself. It is not easy to save five yuan.
Yang Yujuan saw Mo Zhicheng's right hand and couldn't help but ask: "Is your hand okay?"
"It's okay, it's just a trivial matter." Mo Zhicheng smiled.
After the glue on the shoes dried, Mo Zhicheng went to wash his hands.
But no matter how he washed it, the glue still stuck firmly, making it impossible for him to clean it.
At this time, Mo Zhicheng's cell phone rang. It was Lin Shanfeng calling, saying that he had arrived downstairs.
Seeing this, Mo Zhicheng wiped his hands, put on his leather shoes and went out.
"Zhicheng, aren't you going to take a nap?" Liang Ping stood up and asked.
She knew that her son usually had to take a nap, otherwise he would lose energy for class in the afternoon.
"Nevermind, let's go to the police station with Lin Shanfeng first." After Mo Zhicheng finished speaking, he closed the door.
Mo Zhicheng came to the first floor, where Lin Shanfeng was waiting, with Lin Heng standing next to him.
"Is Lin Heng going too?" Mo Zhicheng asked.
"It's better to go, lest the police say that we two adults are talking nonsense," Lin Shanfeng said.
Mo Zhicheng thought about it and felt that it was right.
After all, Lin Heng is the person involved, and it will be easier for the police to believe him if he is around.
So, Mo Zhicheng and others drove their electric car to the police station.
When the police heard that more than 30,000 yuan was missing from Lin Shanfeng, they were surprised and asked, "This is a big case."
"Yes, my son just loves to play games and recharged more than 30,000 yuan by himself." Lin Shanfeng nodded and said.
"It's not a fraud? Did your son top up the money himself?" The policeman was stunned for a moment, and then said, "If it's not a fraud case, we can't file a case here. This is your financial dispute, and mediation should be the main thing."
When Lin Shanfeng heard this, he turned to look at Mo Zhicheng and said to himself: I told you, there is no point in coming to the police station.
Mo Zhicheng said hurriedly: "Comrade police, no, it's because their online game company defrauded our students that this happened. Now we have to report the case. That online game company used special means to defraud students of more than 30,000 yuan in recharge."
Yuan. And isn’t it stipulated that minors cannot play games? Why do game companies trample on the law?”
Mo Zhicheng ignored this and put a big hat on the online game company and asked the police to register it first. After all, they reported the crime, so the police had to register it anyway, right?
The police heard what Mo Zhicheng and others said, and Lin Heng cried and said that he had spent more than 30,000 yuan and asked the police to help him get it back, otherwise his father would beat him to death.
Therefore, the police also registered the matter and said they would contact the online game company and call Mo Zhicheng when there was a result.
Mo Zhicheng knew that the police did not know how to play Tai Chi and would definitely handle things realistically.
He took a photo of the police registration and asked the police to expedite the matter.
When I got home, it was almost two o'clock. Mo Zhicheng didn't take a break and used his home desktop computer to post Lin Heng's story on Weibo.
Of course, Mo Zhicheng mosaicd Lin Heng's name and other key places, and also wrote a very conspicuous title "Please save our child."
On Weibo, Mo Zhicheng pointed out the online game company many times, saying that they did not care about the lives of children in order to make money. He asked relevant departments to investigate this online game company and deal with it seriously.
