Chapter 1077 The Door Is Unlocked

Director Wu's words were so powerful that the stuck thief couldn't help but tremble, the sweat on his head became more joyful, and the expression on his face became more painful.

"Director Wu, this man didn't come to steal Boss Yuan, it was Boss Yuan who found him stuck here." Huang Ling explained quickly.

After all, if he didn't say anything, Director Wu would have started to take off his shoes and prepare to climb up and catch the person himself.

"Ah?" Director Wu and the aunts nearby who were helping to carry people were stunned for a moment.

"Aren't you stealing from Boss Yuan? Are you stuck here?" Director Wu stood up, looked at the thief and thought seriously.

"It's true that he didn't steal from my store." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"I know, this thief must be from Wu Painter. I heard that Wu Painter's paintings are always valuable." The aunt who got up early to buy groceries said immediately.

"I guess, get down here quickly, you can't steal from anyone on this street." Director Wu pointed at the thief forcefully.

"Huang Ling calls the police." After Director Wu finished speaking, he turned to Huang Ling and said.

"Okay." Huang Ling picked up the phone and prepared to continue dialing.

"No, I've already called the police. I've been stuck for a long time." At this moment, the thief's voice came faintly from above.

The streets were particularly quiet in the morning, but after Director Wu's angry voice just now, two more stores were opened, and several neighbors came to watch the excitement. They were all discussing the safety issues of the streets in low voices, and there was a little bit of confusion. Noisy.

But as soon as the thief said this, the street was as quiet as a chicken. After three seconds of silence, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out.

"Hahahaha, my stomach hurts."

"No, this thief called the police on his own. A thief called the police on his own."

"Look at him still holding the phone, maybe he really called the police."

"Who would believe a thief who calls the police on his own? There are still such stupid thieves these days who steal something and then call the police on their own."

There were waves of ridicule, and even Yuan Zhou looked at the thief with suspicion, while Director Wu even scoffed in complete disbelief.

But the thief's already suppressed red face turned even redder, and he didn't emphasize that he also called the police.

I struggled twice again, causing the slide to shake a little.

"Don't tell me, that looks like the police, right?" Just as the people watching below were laughing, the grocery shopping lady suddenly pointed at the two people walking towards the intersection and said.

The onlookers first looked in the direction of the street entrance, and then in the direction of Yuan Zhou and Huang Ling.

"I didn't bring my cell phone." Yuan Zhou said seriously.

"I, I haven't had time to report yet." Huang Ling stuttered.

"Me neither." Director Wu frowned, looking confused.

"It seems like they are really police officers."

"Is this thief telling the truth?"

"Did the thief himself call the police?"

"Oh my god, this is even funnier. A thief calls his own police."

As the police walked in, the expressions on the faces of the onlookers became strange. After all, this was unheard of.

"What's the matter, are you having breakfast?" Just as the police walked in, the window on the second floor opened, and Wu Hai, with messy hair and a neat beard, poked his head out and asked.

"There is a thief." Yuanzhou motioned to Wu Hai to look at the slide.

"Huh?" Wu Hai was a little confused. He looked down at the slide and found someone there.

"What is this? Get off quickly." Wu Hai frowned and looked at the thief.

"I, I'm stuck." The thief closed his eyes after saying that, not daring to look at Wu Hai or look down.

"Stuck? Trouble." Wu Hai said and retracted his head, presumably preparing to go downstairs.

"Everyone, give way. Where is the person who is stuck?" The police came closer. They were the same two policemen, one old and one young, who handled the counterfeit money last time.

"It's up there." Yuan Zhou pointed directly at the slide.

"Comrade police, this thief must have come to steal paintings. Our Wu painter has participated in exhibitions every year and brought honor to the country with his paintings." Director Wu immediately stepped forward and said to the police.

"Okay, we understand." The old policeman said.

"What will it look like when you come down?" The young policeman stood under the slide and glared at the thief above.

"I'm stuck. Please help me, police officer. I've been stuck for several hours." The thief spoke so long this time that he could hear the crying in his words.

"Here, do you want to notify the fire department?" The young policeman frowned at the thief's strange posture, then lowered his head and asked the old policeman.

"Notify me, we can't do it either." The old policeman nodded.

"No, the upper shield can be opened." Wu Hai said as he walked down the stairs in sportswear.

"How to open it?" the young policeman asked.

"Climb up and open it," Wu Hai said.

"I have a ladder here." Wu Haigang said to me, and immediately the owner of a nearby shop enthusiastically brought the ladder.

After the ladder was moved, the young policeman climbed up without hesitation, followed Wu Hai's instructions and opened the shield.

As soon as the shield was opened, the stuck thief immediately "slithered" down the slide, but he couldn't stand up after he came down.

After all, the posture he was stuck in was too weird, with one leg curled up in front of his chest, and now he was numb and languid on the ground.

"Take out your ID card and tell us about the situation of calling the police." The old policeman said seriously while holding a notebook.

"Get up quickly." The young policeman grabbed the thief's arm. Firstly, he was afraid that he would run away, and secondly, the man really couldn't stand up.

"Yes, that's it." The thief looked around with twinkling eyes and prepared to speak.

"Don't deny it. Our streets have been equipped with surveillance cameras for a long time. If you dare to lie, you will know after watching the surveillance cameras." Director Wu said with a serious expression.

"I, I just want to visit Wu Painter's house." The thief whispered.

"Hmph, it sounds so nice to just steal something." Huang Ling said dissatisfied.

"That's right, you're probably going to steal the painting."

"No, don't try to deny it. Our surveillance cameras are all high-definition. No matter how dark it is, I can still see your face."

"Actually, let me tell you what kind of slide you are going to climb. Painter Wu never locks the door when he sleeps." The grocery store owner obviously knew Wu Hai well.

"Well, I need an early breakfast, lunch and dinner." Just when the aunt finished speaking and the police and the thief were stunned, Wu Hai nodded and said.

"Unlock the door?" The thief looked at Wu Hai in shock.

"Yes, trouble." Wu Hai nodded directly.

"No, isn't it your studio up there at Painter Wu?" The young policeman couldn't hold it in anymore and asked.

"Yes." Wu Hai nodded calmly.

"He didn't lock the door or close the window." Yuan Zhou added.

"Wow." After hearing this, the thief fell to the ground again.

"It's so pitiful. It seems like this thief is new here. He doesn't even know that Painter Wu never locks the door."

"No, I thought I was stealing from Boss Yuan and then climbed up because I was afraid of being caught. Who knew I was actually stealing from a black painter?"

"If you need to climb the slide, you can just walk through the door."

"That is, if you need to get stuck, the police will come to rescue you."

The ears of the thief and the police were filled with the laughter of the crowd, and then the thief's face turned red and white for a while before he fainted.

"Maybe it was stuck for too long and the blood supply to the brain was insufficient." Yuan Zhou concluded.

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