The middle-aged man who lost the money looked to be about 30 years old, with a haggard face. Now he began to search his bag frantically.
There was a noticeable scratch on the bag where the money had been taken out.
Zhang Liang stepped forward and took out his officer ID from his pocket:
"Hello, do you need help? I'm a soldier."
When the man saw the officer's certificate in Zhang Liang's hand, he pulled his hand frantically as if he had seen a savior:
"Save me, that's my dad's life-saving money. I just got it from home. Without this money, my dad will die."
The man's eyes were red with anxiety. He had always had a smooth life since he was a child, but the blows of this month had left him with a lot of hardships.
I've never felt so helpless in my life.
"Calm down first. Are you sure you still have the money when you get in the car?"
"Yes, yes. I touched it several times in the car. The stack of money was thick. I was sure I couldn't have made a mistake."
"The total amount is more than 400 yuan. I might as well just die."
Zhang Liang held his forehead with his hand. It must be this action that revealed that he had money in his pocket, otherwise he would not have been targeted.
After hearing these words, the people who had originally thought they had lost a small amount of money began to sympathize and cast sympathetic glances at him.
You know, it’s not easy for a family to save a few dozen dollars a year now, let alone this huge sum of 400.
A voice said:
"My dear boy, please accept my condolences."
Immediately another passerby jumped out:
"Can you speak human language? The matter has not been investigated yet. Are you just accepting my condolences?"
The man said reluctantly:
"There are so many people, where can I find them?"
Xu Niannian just noticed that when Zhang Liang took out his officer's ID, a look similar to fear appeared in the old woman's eyes.
An ordinary shrew wouldn't act like this. Could it be that she had just quarreled with me on purpose to create chaos for the thief in the car?
After all, it was noisy just now and everyone's attention was on their quarrel, so no one paid attention to the person in the corner.
She shouted to Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang came over.
Xu Niannian whispered his guess.
Zhang Liang glanced at the old woman and met her gaze.
When the old woman saw them looking at her, she suddenly felt guilty and shifted her gaze elsewhere.
But she couldn't control her hands and they kept shaking.
He quickly put his hands in his pockets.
As Zhang Liang walked over, he also observed the expressions of the other people in the car.
The old lady saw him walking towards her:
"What's wrong with you? It has nothing to do with me. Why are you looking for me? I told you that you were in cahoots with that bitch. Now you want to arrest me for a reason?"
"Why did that bitch get involved with you even though she was pregnant? You two are really in cahoots with each other. In order to vent her anger, you asked me to find an old woman."
“I’m so wronged!!”
Zhang Liang felt in his pocket:
"I'm here to look for the driver. Why are you feeling guilty?"
The old woman immediately shouted:
"Where am I guilty?"
"Master, please drive this car directly to the police station.
The car is now very quiet, waiting for the situation to develop.
At this time, a man with a scar on his face shouted:
"He is him, and I am me. Why should we waste our time because of him? Don't I have anything to do?"
When others heard this, they also thought it made sense.
Sympathy is sympathy, but if you delay yourself for a few hours and are charged with a crime and sent to the police station, it will be difficult to clear yourself:
"Yes, in fact, it's his own fault for not taking a good look at it."
"Yes, there are so many people who only steal his and not others'."
"That's right. I have more than 400 yuan in my hand. Who knows where the money came from?"
There were more and more comments around, and the middle-aged man was a little anxious:
"That's the money my parents saved their entire lives, and it came from legitimate sources."
The scarred man couldn't stop the corner of his mouth from rising.
Zhang Liang had been staring at him just now. Now he turned around, took out a nylon rope from his pocket and tied the old woman's hands.
The sudden action confused the old woman:
"Why did you arrest me? What did I do to you? Ah, the soldiers are arresting people indiscriminately."
Xu Niannian took out a handkerchief from her bag and handed it to Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang blocked her mouth tightly.
The old woman could only make a humming sound.
Others were also puzzled:
"Officer, why did you tie her up? Yes, why did you tie her up?"
Judging from her expression just now, it was very likely that she was an accomplice. He needed a charge to bring her to the police station for interrogation, so he forced her to say so many insulting words.
The old woman had already insulted the soldier, and even if he hadn't committed theft, it was understandable that he had kidnapped someone.
Zhang Liang didn't have time to respond to others. The train would soon arrive at the next station. If the problem was not resolved, someone would take advantage of the situation.
He walked straight towards the man with the scar.
Scar man clenched his fist:
"What are you going to do? Is it not enough to tie up one person? Are you going to tie up everyone in the car who doesn't obey you? Even if you are a soldier, you can't bully people like this."
This time, no one else dared to say anything, fearing that they would be the next one to come after them.
Zhang Liang said calmly:
"Don't you want to go down? You can go down after I search you."
"No, why are you searching me? I won't let you search me. You are bullying the people."
However, his mouth speed cannot keep up with Zhang Liang's hand speed.
Zhang Liang's ruthless iron hand quickly found the location of the money in his pocket and took it out directly.
The middle-aged man just now had been staring at this side, and he shouted as soon as he saw it:
"Yes, this handkerchief belongs to my wife."
The scarred man still wanted to struggle:
"This is my money, why do you say it's yours?"
Zhang Liang untied the belt on the scarred man and tied his hands directly.
"It's easy to prove who it belongs to. Whoever can tell me the exact amount of money inside will be the winner. You go first."
The scarred man's lips trembled:
"Why should I speak first? What if he imitates me?"
"If you're right, it's yours."
The middle-aged man was anxious:
"No, no, that's mine, it has to be mine."
After being glared at by Zhang Liang, he also shut his mouth.
The man with the scar was thinking that the man just said it was 400. If he guessed right, he could still get the money. If he just let the man say it, he might be sent to the police station.
Let's try our best:
"There's 410 in there."
Ten dollars is a lot of money nowadays, it won't be rounded up.
The man who lost the money said excitedly:
"There are 423.57 yuan in it, including 38 big unity notes, 7 five-yuan notes, 8 one-yuan notes, and 5 ten-cent notes!"
When he came, he counted the money several times and never made any mistakes.