Meng Sheng didn't sleep well at all after getting drunk.
Various scenes from past and present lives kept flashing in my mind.
Sometimes he was barely surviving in prison, sometimes he was crushed by the wheels of a car, and sometimes he was climbing the mountain with the bloody Feng Yijia on his back.
In short, there is no moment of leisure.
When he woke up, Meng Sheng was extremely depressed.
But this did not prevent him from getting up and preparing to go home to see his beloved wife.
Just when he had bought some things in the county and was about to go to Lao Tao to pick up the bicycle that Dr. Zhang and his wife had ridden over, he was stopped by a familiar-looking policeman.
"Meng Sheng, there are some issues with the case from the day before yesterday. I'd like to trouble you to cooperate with the investigation!"
The words were polite but not refusal-proof, so Meng Sheng had no choice but to turn around and follow him to the Public Security Bureau.
This time, he was led directly into the director's office. Director Ge was sitting at the desk. Seeing someone come in, he frowned and greeted, "Meng Sheng is here. Come over and take a look. Have you seen this guy before?"
Meng Sheng walked forward and saw the portrait on the red lacquered wooden table.
He has a long face, a straight nose, and deep eye sockets. He is a middle-aged man with clear features.
In an instant, his pupils shrank slightly, and a scene from last night's dream surfaced in his mind. The memory that should have been distant and vague became clear because of two consecutive stimulations, and he finally remembered who the familiar person was from the day before yesterday.
Wang Chuanzong!
The middle-aged man in the painting is named Wang Chuanzong. He was sent to prison a few years ago in his previous life. He looks gloomy and scary, but he is very skilled and does not bully the weak. He is also a well-known figure in prison.
He has no connection with the lame and weak Meng Sheng in his previous life.
However, stories about him were widely spread in the prison, and even though Meng Sheng was not familiar with him, he had heard a lot about it.
Wang Chuanzong was originally from a military family and was abducted and sold to a remote mountain village when he was two or three years old.
There is a railway not far from the village, and many people in the village make a living by stealing supplies from the train and reselling them all year round.
He had been hopping on trains with fellow villagers since he was in his teens. Because of his agility and intelligence, he eventually became the leader and hid behind the scenes.
As time went by, the theft gang originally composed of villagers absorbed many thugs from the surrounding area and gradually grew larger. The scope of their business also expanded from stealing supplies from trains to openly robbing vehicles on the road.
Of course, there are all kinds of criminals in prison, but these are not the reasons why his deeds went viral. The most eye-catching thing is that he has a twin brother who looks exactly like him.
And this brother serves in the army.
After Wang Chuanzong accidentally learned about his own life experience, for some reason, he did not go up to recognize his relatives. Instead, he took advantage of this and deliberately let his brother take the blame several times, ruining his future.
The whole process is a big drama of brotherly police and criminals fighting against each other, which makes people talk about it over and over again.
Meng Sheng suspected that Wang Chuanzong already knew his life experience and he did not bring a face mask the day before on purpose.
He thought for a moment, then looked up at Director Ge, who was staring at him intently, and nodded, "I've seen him. He's the man who shot and rescued a group of robbers the night before last!"
As expected, Director Ge's face showed no joy. Instead, he looked solemn, his brows furrowed into a "川" shape, and he asked seriously, "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, they look almost exactly the same!" Meng Sheng confirmed.
Then he made a promise, "The truck's headlights were so bright, I could even see the man's hand holding the gun, with his little finger broken off. I definitely wasn't mistaken!"
Director Ge's expression, which had originally looked as if he was visiting a grave, suddenly became much more relaxed, as if the clouds had cleared and the sun had come out. He leaned forward and asked excitedly, "Did you see that his little finger was broken?"
Meng Sheng nodded, thinking to himself, what's the point of seeing from so far away? All this I knew from my previous life.
Even if you take the risk of revealing information, you might end up with bad rewards for your good intentions.
After all, they are brothers.
Director Ge ignored Meng Sheng's thoughts and stood up to get the phone on the table. He stopped and turned around, patted Meng Sheng on the shoulder, and said gently, "Good boy, go back first.
If we catch him, we'll thank you later!"
Meng Sheng looked honest and said with a smile, "Why thank me? Providing clues is the duty and responsibility of every citizen.
As long as it’s useful to you!
Well, I have to go back to the village. I agreed to go back yesterday. My family will be worried if I'm delayed like this!"
Knowing that he was not in a position to hear what was to come, he said a few high-sounding words, said his goodbyes, and quickly returned to the village.
Feng Yijia in the village had no idea what was happening in the county.
When the time came, Meng Sheng didn't come home yet. Although I felt a little unhappy, I didn't care.
After all, the village is far away from the county town, and he has a lot of things to do and business to take care of. If he is delayed anywhere for a long time, he will not be able to get back.
Of the family, only Chen Hongxing grumbled in dissatisfaction: "This kid, once he goes out, he doesn't even know how to come home.
We agreed to come back the next day, but I didn't see a single person!"
On the evening of the third day, when Meng Sheng came back from the county on a bicycle, the whole family was surprised.
Meng Chenglin, who valued the animals the most, put down the half-woven basket in his hand, went out to look around, then came back and asked his son with wide eyes, "Where is the ox cart?
Did you take back your second uncle's ox cart?"
Meng Sheng was so excited about seeing his wife that he lost all his excitement. He replied while unloading his things: "No, the cow is dead!
The cart is hard to get back, so I left it in the county to transport things."
"What? The cow is dead?" Meng Chenglin's voice broke with shock.
Seeing his father about to lose his temper, Meng Sheng quickly took out a wad of money from his pocket and handed it to the man to calm him down. Then he explained the matter briefly and said, "The dead cow was sold at a low price for only 500 yuan.
I added a little bit, making it a thousand. I'll give it to the second uncle later to see if it's enough.
If it’s not enough, just add more.”
When they heard that Meng Sheng had encountered robbers, although he downplayed it, the whole family no longer cared about the cows or the money. Several people looked Meng Sheng up and down, and they all breathed a sigh of relief to see that he could walk and jump.
Chen Hongxing looked annoyed. "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have rushed to move my things to the county. Luckily, no one is hurt. Otherwise, how would I have lived in the future?"
Meng Chenglin's face was filled with fear: "My second son went to ward off disaster for me." He was not naive. If he were to encounter robbers, he would definitely not have his son's skills to come back safely.
Feng Yijia couldn't express his concern, but the worry in his eyes was undiminished.
After the family calmed down, they talked about the ox cart again.
Chen Hongxing said to Meng Sheng, "That cow was a calf that your second uncle's sons pooled their money to buy from the collective. It seemed to have cost only about 200 yuan at the time.
The cart was made by their family themselves at no cost.
Even though prices have gone up over the years, one thousand yuan is the maximum!
Your second uncle is easy to talk to, but his sons may not be.
We're borrowing the car, and it's not like we haven't paid for it yet. Don't be so generous and let them arbitrarily bid you a price!"
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