The man used tweezers to press down on Lu Feng's chin, telling him to get lost at the next stop, or else he wouldn't be polite. That's the rule in this line of work: only one group of thieves can be on one vehicle.
Generally speaking, these people are all from the underworld and have their own reputations. You can find out about them with a little inquiry. If someone knows that you have connections in this business and still tries to take action, then they are disrespecting you.
According to the rules of the underworld, this would mean having your hand chopped off.
The man knew someone was crossing his line, but he didn't know who it was until today when he finally saw some clues.
Lu Feng straightened his clothes, went to the restroom, and felt very depressed. He was just taking a train ride.
After leaving the restroom, I walked towards my seat and saw Bai Meihua rummaging through her bag, looking somewhat anxious.
"I lost my bag," Bai Meihua said nervously.
What bag?
"It's a wallet made of floral fabric, I put all my money in it." Bai Meihua's eyes reddened as she spoke, and she said anxiously, "Not only is there money in there, but it also contains my cousin's phone number. What am I going to do?"
Has someone lost money again?
The nearby passengers all turned their attention to Lu Feng, who was constantly throwing money at them. Everyone looked at him with more vigilance.
Lu Feng felt inexplicably wronged by these gazes; he was truly in a situation where he couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
"Look again, maybe you put it somewhere else," the aunt across from me said, comforting me while helping me search.
"I'll help you look for it too. You haven't touched it during this time, so how could it be gone? Who have you been in contact with?" Lu Feng said, preparing to offer his assistance.
The man opposite Lu Feng glanced at him and said, "Young man, don't move. The three of us will look for it."
“I…” Lu Feng was quite helpless, but he could only stand aside and watch them search.
After searching for more than ten minutes, turning over all the clothes, they still couldn't find the wallet. Seeing this, many people yawned but dared not go to sleep.
Those who didn't have much money were lying there fast asleep. Sure enough, the poor aren't afraid of being targeted.
Bai Xuemei sat there with lifeless eyes and tears streaming down her cheeks, a sight that evoked pity in those who saw her.
"Don't be sad. If you can't find your wallet, I'll give you some money, enough to get you home." Lu Feng could only offer this consolation as he sat down.
Bai Meihua looked at Lu Feng with some hesitation in her eyes, but leaned closer to the window, and the coat that the two of them had been covering each other with was pulled away from Lu Feng.
A chill swept over him, and Lu Feng felt a mix of emotions. Trust between people can sometimes be as fragile as a potato chip. He didn't know what to say, so he looked up at every face in the room.
Some people were fast asleep, some had their heads down, some were reading newspapers, and some were whispering. These people had different expressions, and it was impossible to tell who was the thief, let alone the most basic good or bad.
Lu Feng pondered for a moment, then took his wallet out of his suitcase, opened it, pulled out three thousand yuan, and waved it in his hand.
"So much money?" Bai Meihua's eyes lit up with surprise.
The couple opposite them hurriedly said, "Put it back quickly, you're inviting thieves!"
"It's not much money, only three thousand yuan. It's a small amount for me. You can all tell that I'm relatively wealthy." Lu Feng raised his voice a few decibels, attracting the attention of many people.
This has also attracted a lot of discussion.
"How can a thief not make money?"
"They were probably just stolen. I've never seen such arrogant thieves."
"Keep your voice down. If they dare to be so blatant, it means they're operating as a gang. If you dare to meddle, they'll kill you, and that'll be the least of their worries."
"Put all the money away safely, don't go to sleep."
Lu Feng noticed the man diagonally opposite him staring at him with a hint of confusion in his eyes. He couldn't understand why Lu Feng was being so ostentatious, especially after losing money twice.
In fact, Lu Feng's thinking was simple: since the thief wanted to steal money, he would just release the money. He wanted to see who this thief was, stealing money so stealthily. So what if he stole it? It had nothing to do with him. But he wouldn't allow being labeled a thief.
"Hurry up and pack it, don't cause trouble," the aunt across from me advised.
Lu Feng put the money into his wallet and casually stuffed it into his pocket. He glanced at Bai Meihua; he couldn't quite believe that the thief hiding here was a master of acting.
The train rumbled forward. At 11 p.m., it stopped at a small station. Several people picked up their luggage and walked towards the door, while others wanted to go out for some fresh air. The carriage began to get chaotic.
The man diagonally opposite Lu Feng stared at him with a threatening look in his eyes. He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it. He coughed twice, stood up and walked towards the car door, blending into the crowded throng.
Lu Feng stood up and got off the bus. It wasn't that he had anything to say to the man, but rather that he wanted to buy some food and water at the platform where people were selling things. He saw some military overcoats for sale and wanted to buy one.
From his location to the door, it was only fifty or sixty meters. As Lu Feng walked, he was on edge, his eyes constantly scanning everyone around him, one finger always pressed against his wallet.
Those few dozen meters were definitely the longest distance he had ever walked, and he took each step with utmost care.
After getting off the bus, Lu Feng saw that there were already quite a few people on the platform, buying things around various shopping counters. He looked around but didn't see the man.
Lu Feng bought a bowl of noodles, some boiled eggs, and two pounds of melon seeds. He also put on a military overcoat, instantly feeling warm and cozy.
Although it's much warmer than the north, it's still only around ten degrees Celsius. A little wind makes it feel even colder!
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