Chapter 302 Colorful Woven Bag
The pickpocket didn't know that Zhou Yi didn't notice anyone else except the bearded man.
He did follow the bearded man, but it was clear that this group had a stricter code.
Zhou Yi was behind the big beard, so he couldn't see his eyes or expression and couldn't tell who he was hinting to.
Moreover, the bearded man was very alert. While walking, he suddenly stopped and looked back, obviously on guard.
Although Zhou Yi was more alert and was not discovered, he could not continue to follow and had to turn back.
"I tell you, we have already locked down all of your accomplices. Asking you to confess is giving you a chance to make meritorious service." Zhou Yi said righteously.
The two experienced railway police officers nearby immediately agreed, saying, "That's right. If you confess voluntarily, you'll be performing a meritorious service. If you refuse to confess, your crime will be even more serious."
The pickpocket was terrified.
Zhou Yi then said, "Do you want me to tell you their seat numbers one by one?"
The pickpocket nodded instinctively, but then he realized what was happening and quickly shook his head. "I'll tell you, I'll tell you."
The train slowly approached the station and stopped. Passengers carrying large and small bags had already been waiting at the doors, waiting for them to open.
There were still many people waiting for the train on the platform. A staff member, holding a loud speaker, kept shouting: "First get off, then get on. Don't crowd. Pay attention to safety."
With a violent shake on the train, it stopped.
The conductor manually opened the doors one by one, and the passengers rushed out.
When getting on and off the bus, the crowd is the most crowded, which is a great opportunity for pickpockets to strike.
The bearded man mixed in with the crowd and walked out, taking the opportunity to attack secretly.
Although I can't stay on this train any longer, I still have to make some money as it's a rule left by our ancestors that thieves never leave empty-handed.
According to the rules of their industry, once an accomplice is caught, they can no longer do this job and have to get off the car and disperse quickly, otherwise they are likely to be implicated.
The bearded man followed the crowd out of the car and walked forward carrying his bag.
As I was walking, someone suddenly bumped into me.
He was immediately furious and was about to curse when he felt a chill on his wrist and found that one of his hands had been handcuffed.
"this……"
"Did you buy a ticket that goes this far? Just get off." A plainclothes railway police officer sneered.
People passing by didn't understand what was going on and looked over, but they just glanced.
After all, places like train stations are places where people are in a hurry and it is not a place to watch the excitement.
An old man in plain clothes walked down from the door at the rear of the train. He was holding a colorful woven bag in his hand and walked forward slowly.
"Uncle, this is quite heavy. Let me help you carry it." A young man ran over and said enthusiastically.
The old man said with a smile: "No, no, it's not heavy, just a few clothes."
"It's okay, I'll help you." The young man said stubbornly, reaching out to grab the woven bag from the old man's hand.
"Really."
"Why are you like this?"
"What the hell do you want to do?"
The two men started to pull each other, and the young man kept holding on to the bag with a smile on his face.
The old man was so anxious that he was fuming and glaring.
Because the noise was so loud, the passengers in front turned around and two station staff members even walked towards this side.
"Let go! If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!" The old man was furious and raised his hand to hit the young man.
The young man pulled the woven bag upwards, and the bag just blocked the old man's slap.
With a "rip", the woven bag suddenly broke, and the things inside fell out and rolled all over the ground.
Wallets, jewelry, and banknotes were scattered all over the floor.
When the old man saw it, his face changed instantly. He dropped the woven bag and ran away. He was extremely agile and did not look old at all.
Two men rushed out from the side and blocked his way.
Zhou Yi behind him said coldly: "Put your hands up, you are under arrest."
That "warm-hearted" young man was Zhou Yi.
The old man wanted to struggle, but when he turned his head, he was stunned.
Zhou Yi held the gun in both hands, pointing the black muzzle at the other party.
Two railway police officers came forward with handcuffs. Zhou Yi warned them, "Be careful, this old man has a razor blade stuck between his fingers."
The stronger police officer grabbed the old man's wrist and twisted it hard. The old man felt pain and his fingers loosened. Half of the blade fell from his fingers, and the thin blade flashed with a cold light.
Just now, when the old man was so angry that he hit Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi realized that something was wrong.
The old man's hand was hitting him at the wrong height. It was not aimed at his face, but at his neck.
He instinctively exerted force with his hands and raised the woven bag to block it.
As a result, the woven bag broke and the things inside fell all over the floor.
He just took a glance and saw that the tear in the woven bag was a very long and smooth tear, which could only be caused by a sharp blade.
Two railway police officers pressed the old man to the ground. One of them controlled him and handcuffed his hands behind his back, while the other searched his body directly to prevent him from having any other weapons.
The railway police officer slapped the old man's face and angrily said, "You still want to kill someone? You're so bold."
Zhou Yi put away his gun and began to check the wallet on the ground.
Fortunately, the pickpocket in the lounge was frightened and confessed everything, otherwise this group of people would be like fish into the sea as soon as they got off the bus.
However, due to the short time, there was no time to make arrangements, and these people were mixed in with the crowd leaving the station and could not be recognized, so it was impossible to catch them all.
The only one Zhou Yi had seen with a big beard was one with clear physical features.
The remaining one is the leader of this group of people. The pickpocket said that they all called him Uncle Li, and they would give the stolen things to Uncle Li. After getting off the car safely, Uncle Li would distribute and deal with them.
The two wallets that were searched from his body earlier were the ones he stole but didn't have time to hand over because he had a stomachache and went to the toilet.
He said Uncle Li was a little old man who liked to carry an inconspicuous colorful woven bag, just like a migrant worker.
So Zhou Yi had been waiting for a long time, ready to meet this cunning old fox.
Who would have thought that the leader of a group of pickpockets was actually a little old man.
Moreover, all the stolen goods were in the old man's hands, so even if the police had suspicions, it would be difficult to suspect the old man.
But Zhou Yi didn't expect that this old guy would be so cruel.
After searching for a while, Zhou Yi finally found Zhang Xianglan's wallet, with her ID and money still inside.
"You two, I found the things. I'll trouble you with the rest." Zhou Yi said, holding up the wallet in his hand.
"Okay, go ahead and do your thing, and leave the rest to us."
Judging from the property on the ground, there were quite a few owners, and the cleanup work would take some time. Zhou Yi didn't want to be delayed, so he just wanted to find Zhang Xianglan's wallet.
Zhou Yi got on the train and walked back through the long line.
It’s a pity that I didn’t ask the names of the two railway police officers. It was impossible to ask in the situation just now, as it would be easy to be exposed and retaliated by the suspect.
Therefore, the three of them kept it a secret and didn't even reveal their surnames.
As for Zhang Xianglan, seeing that Zhou Yi was not coming back for a long time, she became restless and kept looking around.
Until I saw Zhou Yi walking over and handing me a wallet.
"Look, is there anything missing?"
Zhang Xianglan took it, opened it and looked at it, covering her mouth and shaking her head.
"It's okay as long as it's not less." Zhou Yi sat down.
"Thank you, Officer Zhou..." Zhang Xianglan said with a sob.
"It's okay, take a rest. It's still a long way to Anyuan."
The train started slowly again and continued forward.
Since what just happened happened at the platform at the rear of the train, only the passengers at the rear of the train saw it. It took a long time for the news to reach the passengers, and they were talking about it.
Zhou Yi called Chen Yan and told him that Zhang Xianglan's wallet had been found. He returned to his seat and began to rest, figuring that with all this commotion, even if there were other pickpockets on the train, they would probably quiet down.
When it was time for dinner, Zhou Yi ordered two fast food meals on the train. Zhang Xianglan refused at first, feeling embarrassed, but Zhou Yi said that she couldn't return it and she couldn't eat two meals by herself, so she accepted.
The old couple opposite were very talkative. They enthusiastically took out the things they brought to share with Zhou Yi and the others, and chatted with them.
It's just that the old lady is a bit gossipy and always wants to know about their relationship, where they go, what they do, etc.
This reminded Zhou Yi of his mother. Perhaps middle-aged and elderly women generally have such hobbies.
However, since there is such a gossipy middle-aged woman in his family, Zhou Yi certainly knows how to deal with such people.
He pretended not to hear her question and did not answer.
Then direct the problem to the other person himself and use problems to deal with problems.
Because people who like gossip are talkative, once you ask a question, she will naturally talk.
When she finishes speaking and turns back to ask you a question, you can ask her another question to answer.
After a few times, the other party will forget what they asked you.
Zhou Yi used this trick to deal with the old lady with minimal energy.
"Young man, do you have a partner?" the old lady asked with a smile.
"..." Zhou Yixin said, here comes the second biggest hobby of middle-aged and elderly women, and it turns out to be the same all over the country.
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "I got it."
"Oh, I was thinking that if you don't have one, I'd like to introduce one to you. I'm a matchmaker in our place." The old lady said a little disappointedly.
"Thank you, auntie. No need to trouble you." Zhou Yixin said, it turns out that this is a profession.
According to the itinerary, Zhou Yi and his team would arrive in Anyuan in the evening. Zhou Yi's plan was to find a hotel to rest first, and then go to the Anyuan Municipal Bureau the next day to find out the situation from Pan Hongjie and see if Li Youqiang's body still needed to be kept.
If cremation is possible, then let Zhang Xianglan come to the Municipal Bureau to fill out an application. If Pan Hongjie refuses to agree, then we can only submit the application first and then let them reject it. After all, it is the case they are responsible for.
As for identifying the body, Zhou Yi would persuade Zhang Xianglan. After all, the body was severely decomposed and the face was damaged. He was afraid that Zhang Xianglan could not bear it.
At around four o'clock, the radio broadcast a reminder that the train was about to arrive at Yuxi Station.
Upon hearing the broadcast, the old lady hurriedly woke up the drooling old man beside her.
"Old Huang, wake up, we're almost there."
The old man woke up in a daze, looked out the window, and started packing things with the old lady, picking up all the big and small bags from above and below.
When the train arrived at the station, the old lady said hello and goodbye to Zhang Xianglan and Zhou Yi.
Then he urged the old man to go forward: "Hurry up, if you keep dawdling, Jinbao will be waiting anxiously."
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