Seeing this, the pickpocket tried to struggle, unwilling to surrender.

This wasn't the first time Lei Tingjun had caught a pickpocket on the bus, but last time the pickpocket was trying to pick someone else's clothes, and this time the pickpocket had actually tried to pick on him.

Ji Wanmei was still asleep on the upper bunk, and Lei Tingjun tried to keep the noise down so as not to wake her.

The pickpocket tried to break free, but Lei Tingjun delivered a powerful punch to his stomach, landing precisely on his stomach.

The pickpocket was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing, his face was so pale that he couldn't speak, and he curled up on the ground.

Two train police officers arrived quickly. "Comrade, what's going on?"

Lei Tingjun handed the razor blade and the pickpocket to the police officer and whispered what had just happened.

Then he said, "Officer, you can search him. He might have valuables on him that were stolen from other passengers on the train."

Police officers did receive two reports in the evening that passengers had their money stolen.

One of the passengers who was robbed was an elderly woman who had traveled a long way to visit her daughter, who had just given birth.

The elderly woman had never traveled far before. It was her first time taking a long-distance train ride, and the money she had prepared for her grandson's red envelope was stolen from her pocket.

The old man cried helplessly, begging for help.

The passengers in the same carriage all felt sorry for the old man.

But what good is just feeling sorry for someone when the money has been stolen and can't be recovered?

But with so many people on the train, and it so crowded, where could we possibly find the information in such a short time?

The train attendants had to check tickets repeatedly, and many pickpockets boarded without tickets.

People without tickets are generally considered to be potential perpetrators.

Just when the police officers were at a loss, Lei Tingjun caught this cunning and experienced pickpocket.

The police officers escorted the pickpocket to the outside corridor and searched him, finding two wallets.

One was a money bag sewn together from old cotton cloth, and the other was a wallet. I don't know whose it was that the pickpocket stole.

But this did solve the police officers' immediate problem.

Two police officers came over to express their gratitude. One of them said to Lei Tingjun, "Comrade, we owe you a lot today. You have no idea, this pickpocket just stole money from an old man. The old man has no money and no relatives or friends. He is almost desperate."

"Comrade, thank you for your courageous act. We will definitely send you a banner of gratitude."

Lei Tingjun, not wanting the commotion to wake Ji Wanmei above, simply said, "No need, just take this person away quickly."

The police officer took the pickpocket with him, preparing to take him to the police station at the next stop.

The commotion wasn't too loud; they spoke in hushed tones, while the snoring of the passengers on the upper bunk across from them never stopped.

After everyone left, Lei Tingjun glanced at the middle-aged passenger opposite him and said, "Sorry to have disturbed you. Thank you for your help earlier."

"It's alright, young man. You're very skilled and upright. Our society needs more righteous and courageous people like you."

Lei Tingjun remained unfazed by the praise or criticism, and nodded: "You're too kind."

He stood up, wanting to check if Ji Wanmei was sleeping soundly, and then cover her with a blanket.

As soon as he stood up, he saw Ji Wanmei's clear, bright eyes, which seemed to be filled with a thin layer of mist, looking at him gently.

Lei Tingjun was taken aback. "Meimei."

He was being careful enough, how did he still wake her up?