"Is what he said true?" The young subway policeman asked Yang Ming.
"Yes, it's basically true, but I didn't steal his wallet." Yang Ming said faintly.
"Then why did he insist that you stole it?" The young subway policeman asked.
"How would I know? I'm not him. Maybe it's because he was dissatisfied with my behavior and wanted to frame me! "Yang Ming shook his head and said slowly.
"No, he stole my wallet. If you don't believe me, you can search him!" Huang Mao shouted.
"I'm sorry, sir. I want to check the items on your body. Please cooperate!" The older subway policeman winked at the young subway policeman and then said to Yang Ming.
"Okay, no problem. I'm also annoyed by him. Please clear my name as soon as possible." Yang Ming said, "If you don't find his wallet, please ask him to apologize to me!"
"This …" The older subway policeman was a little embarrassed. It wasn't a problem to ask them to apologize, but to ask Huang Mao to apologize, this wasn't something they could force.
"No problem. If you didn't steal it, I will apologize!" Huang Mao said in a hurry.
"Really?" Yang Ming looked at Huang Mao.
"Really, I can even call you grandfather!" Huang Mao was excited and was a little smug.
The young subway policeman frowned after listening, but other people were willing to be a grandson. What did it have to do with him? So he began to check Yang Ming's body.
When he took out the wallet in Yang Ming's jacket pocket, Huang Mao pointed at the wallet and shouted, "This is my wallet. This is it! Police comrade, he is a thief. You have to catch him! "
"What's going on?" The young subway policeman looked at Yang Ming suspiciously and asked. He just looked at the young man's appearance. He was very calm. He didn't have the nervousness of other criminal suspects, so he almost didn't think that he stole Huang Mao's wallet. He didn't expect to find it.
"This is my wallet. Just because he says it's his, it's his?" Yang Ming said with some amusement, "Then can I just point at other people's things and say they are mine?"
"What evidence do you have to prove that this wallet is yours?" He asked Huang Mao.
"What's mine is mine. Why don't you ask him what evidence he has?" Huang Mao asked deliberately.
"I'm asking you now. The wallet is with him. You said it's yours, so naturally, you have to prove it!" The young subway policeman was a little unhappy.
"Oh, there's two thousand three hundred and forty-eight yuan in there, and a voucher for the Jiulongpo KTV!" Huang Mao said as if he was familiar with the items. This was something that he had decided beforehand. Originally, it was two thousand five hundred yuan. Yesterday, he spent one hundred and fifty yuan to buy a set of clothes. Just now, he spent two yuan on the subway, so he was left with two thousand three hundred and forty-eight yuan. The voucher was given for free when he went to karaoke a few days ago.
"You said, what's in your wallet?" The young subway policeman was stunned. He didn't expect Huang Mao to be able to say the amount and things in there! He felt that Huang Mao didn't seem to be lying. After all, this kind of thing was clear when it was opened. So, he began to suspect Yang Ming, so he asked the same question to Yang Ming.
"There's also two thousand three hundred and forty-eight yuan in my wallet, and a voucher for the Jiulongpo KTV!" Yang Ming said faintly.
"You … you learned it from me!" Huang Mao was furious. He pointed at Yang Ming and said, "Comrade policeman, he said that because I said so. Don't believe him!"
"This …" The young subway policeman was stunned. He didn't know who to believe.
The older subway policeman was more experienced. He waved his hand to the young subway policeman and said, "Open the wallet first and look at the things inside."
The young subway policeman nodded. He opened the wallet and counted the money inside. After a while, the counting result came out. It surprised him. There was really two thousand three hundred and forty-eight yuan and a voucher for the Jiulongpo KTV!
"What should we do?" The young subway policeman looked at the older subway policeman with some difficulty.
"Although you said so, you said it after him, so you still have a lot of suspicion!" The older subway policeman said to Yang Ming.
"Why am I a suspect? The wallet was originally mine. You asked him first. Why am I a suspect? "Yang Ming deliberately frowned as if he was very upset that he was wronged.
"But he was right about the things inside." The young subway policeman said.
"Maybe he saw me when I took the money? Oh yeah, when I bought the subway ticket at the door, I counted the money in the wallet. Maybe he remembered it? "Yang Ming started to make up a story. But he wasn't afraid. He had the ability to lie for himself.
"What?" Huang Mao was furious. "Bullsh * t! You are a big liar! "
"Don't be angry!" The young subway policeman glared at Huang Mao and then said to Yang Ming, "If this is the case, this matter is difficult. Both of you come with us to the subway station's security room. We can slowly investigate there!"
"Okay …" Huang Mao hesitated and nodded. Anyway, the wallet was obviously his. He wasn't afraid of anything!
"But I still have something to do!" Yang Ming said.
The young subway policeman and the older subway policeman looked at each other! There is a way! Generally, a real thief wouldn't be willing to be taken back for interrogation! So they thought that Yang Ming was very suspicious!
"No, you have to figure out the truth of the matter. You have to go back with us!" The older subway policeman said seriously.
"This … Oh yeah!" Yang Ming suddenly said with a look of realization, "I can prove that the wallet is mine!"
"En?" The older subway policeman was stunned and asked, "How do you prove it?"
"There is a ten yuan bill in the wallet. There are a few words written on it! It was given to me by the street vendor when I bought a drink. At that time, I wanted to exchange it with the vendor because there were words on the bill. But he said it was okay and that he could spend it. "Yang Ming said.
"What?" The young subway policeman took out the ten yuan bill. Sure enough, there was a word written on it. So he asked, "What is written on it? Tell me about it. "
"You ask him if he knows about this matter?" Yang Ming pointed at Huang Mao and said.
"Do you know?" The older subway policeman asked Huang Mao.
"I … of course, I know!" Huang Mao pretended to be smart and said, "But I can't say it this time. If I say it, he will learn from me!"
"Heh, that's good. How about we tell the two policemen the content on it in a whisper? "Yang Ming smiled.
"This …" Huang Mao hesitated. He didn't know that there were words on the money. But how did Yang Ming know? Is he scaring people?
"Okay, let's do it!" The older subway policeman nodded and then pulled Yang Ming to the other side of the carriage. He asked, "Can you say it this time?"
"The words on it said, Brother Da Bu, I love you! Because I thought it was too disgusting, so I remembered it more clearly. "Yang Ming explained.
The older subway policeman nodded and walked back.
Huang Mao didn't know that there were words on the money at all. He stuttered for a long time, but he couldn't say why. He had no choice but to say that he couldn't remember if there were words. Who would study the words on the money for no reason?
Although the words of the yellow-haired man were very reasonable under normal circumstances, now that Yang Ming had shown the words on the money, the two police officers immediately knew what was going on.
"Right, I also know the expiration date of the KTV voucher!" Yang Ming pretended to think of something and said, "It says that it will expire on July 16th!"
The older subway policeman took out the voucher and looked at it. He didn't have any doubts anymore. He returned the wallet to Yang Ming and said, "Excuse me."
Yang Ming smiled and took the wallet. He looked at Huang Mao with "sympathy". "Grandson, call me grandpa!"
At this moment, Huang Mao was completely stunned. How is this possible? It's impossible? Is that wallet really not mine? Am I having hallucinations? No, it's obviously mine! But how does he know something that I don't know?
Yang Ming got off the train. Huang Mao was in trouble. He was taken to the police station of the subway station by the two policemen.
Huang Mao, who calmed down, had to admit helplessly that he secretly remembered the amount of money in Yang Ming's wallet. Because Yang Ming took his seat, he hated him and wanted to ruin him!
It wasn't a big deal. Huang Mao's attitude was good. He was let go after being criticized and educated.
But Huang Mao couldn't figure it out. Isn't today's matter a bit too strange? However, when he saw Yang Ming for the second time, there were more strange things that happened. Of course, this is a story for another time.
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