The owner of the luggage was a man wearing a scarf. He was tall and had a resolute face, but he was watching everything happening in front of him with some tension.
Just as the woman, who was trying to stage an accident, stood up again to continue harassing him, the man wearing a scarf quickly moved the package he had placed aside to the ground, as if afraid that someone would snatch it away.
Xia Wan's gaze inadvertently swept over the man and his package, lingering for only a moment, but her keen observation still made her secretly remember the voice.
At this moment, the woman who was trying to stage an accident lost her balance again and fell straight to the ground.
Perhaps realizing that continuing to act like this wouldn't lead to anything good, she simply sat down on the ground and stopped trying to get up, instead starting to act like a spoiled brat.
She pounded the ground while yelling at the top of her lungs, "Everyone come quick! This little girl is hitting me! Not only did she ruin my clothes, but she's also bullying me just because she's young!"
As the surrounding crowd discussed the incident, a thin, middle-aged man suddenly stepped forward and feigned concern, saying, "Young lady, look, you've accidentally bumped into someone. Why don't you just pay some money and let it go? Everyone's having a hard time out here, why make such a big deal out of it?"
However, his seemingly kind eyes kept scanning Xia Wan up and down, with a hint of ill intent flashing in them from time to time, making it seem as if he had ulterior motives.
Xia Wan swept her gaze coldly over, a disdainful smile playing on her lips: "Oh ho, you're really meddling in other people's business! So eager to meddle, why don't you just keep this lady company? You know, you were the closest to her just now, did you slash her clothes?"
The gaunt man, who had been gloating, turned grim upon hearing this and retorted angrily, "Don't make false accusations! I didn't even touch her!"
Xia Wan shrugged and casually said to the woman who was still throwing a tantrum on the ground, "Sister, I don't have anything on me that could tear your clothes. Even if the train police are called to investigate, this matter will never be attributed to me."
Instead of wasting your time arguing with me, why don't you find the real culprit yourself? I think that uncle who just spoke is very suspicious. Look, isn't he holding a pair of scissors in his hand?
Upon hearing this, the woman who was trying to stage an accident rolled her eyes and looked in the direction Xia Wan pointed. Sure enough, she saw that the man was tightly gripping a small, sharp pair of scissors in his hand.
In an instant, a sly and calculating glint flashed in her eyes.
In fact, she knew very well that her clothes were not torn by Xia Wan, but were accidentally torn by her own carelessness before boarding the train.
However, seeing that Xia Wan was just a young girl, he thought she was weak and easy to bully, so he had malicious intentions and wanted to take the opportunity to extort money from her.
However, looking at her now, this little girl was definitely not someone to be trifled with. So, she turned her attention to the skinny man.
The woman became even more aggressive, lying on the ground and rolling around in a tantrum, yelling incessantly: "Fine, so it was you who tore my clothes! You have to pay me back! Let me tell you, this dress cost me a full 35 yuan! Not only do you have to pay me back, but you also have to give me the fabric ration coupons!"
The sudden turn of events left the gaunt man dumbfounded. He felt as if he had been unjustly framed and frantically waved his hands, trying his best to explain, "It really wasn't me who broke it! Please don't wrong an innocent person, ma'am!"
Unfortunately, the woman, who was only interested in extorting money by staging an accident, wouldn't listen to his explanation. She continued to cry and make a scene.
Xia Wan quietly stepped aside, watching the farce unfold like a bystander.
Meanwhile, her attention never left the package that was making strange noises from time to time, and its owner.
I had a feeling that there were some dangerous items in that package!
He wondered to himself: What exactly is hidden inside this package? Why is it making such a strange sound? Could it be some kind of unspeakable secret?
While the woman was busy crying and making a scene and had no time to pay attention to anything else, Xia Wan pretended to be nonchalant and slowly approached the package.
As she got closer, she carefully stuck out her toes and gently kicked the package.
Instantly, a heavy feeling traveled through my toes, as if the package was filled with heavy objects. Moreover, upon closer inspection, it seemed that there were some sharp-edged objects inside.
Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, its pounding uncontrollably rapid, like a drumbeat pounding wildly in her chest. An indescribable sense of foreboding surged up like a tidal wave, instantly overwhelming her thoughts.
Her gaze inadvertently fell on a corner of the package, where there were some signs of wear and tear, as if the package had undergone countless frictions or violent collisions. These subtle marks might be insignificant to others, but they aroused her high alert.
At that moment, the owner of the package was completely absorbed in arguing with someone else, and was completely unaware of Xia Wan's cautious yet inquisitive actions.
At this critical moment, a brilliant idea flashed through Xia Wan's mind like lightning. She took a deep breath, steadied herself, and then quietly approached the two people who were arguing fiercely.
When they were close enough, Xia Wan deliberately pretended to slip and lose her balance, swaying and leaning towards the gaunt man. In the blink of an eye, the gaunt man had no time to react and instinctively pushed Xia Wan away.
However, Xia Wan was prepared. She skillfully adjusted her body angle and, using the momentum, swiftly and unexpectedly crashed into the owner of the package. At the same time, she raised her hand and slapped the person hard across the head without any mercy.
A sharp "snap" resounded throughout the space, and the surrounding noise seemed to come to an abrupt halt at that moment.
"I'm so sorry, Uncle! I really didn't mean to!" Xia Wan cried out incoherently, her face filled with terror, as she hurriedly dodged to the side. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tension and fear, like a frightened fawn.
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