Chapter 878: 863. The Faint Thief (4/5)
Chapter 878 863. The Faint Thief (45)
The stamina and stamina of the strong man overshadowed the three elders. Thirty minutes later, the three couldn't stand it any longer and withdrew one after another, leaving the strong man and the Labrador to continue fighting.
The young woman looked at her boyfriend with affectionate eyes, while the young man tried his best to avoid her gaze, looked at the slowly rising moon and sighed: "I never noticed it, the moonlight is so beautiful."
Bao Wen and Wang Bo went to the side, and the former smiled strangely: "I bet this guy will be in so much pain tonight."
Old Wang laughed.
The young man didn't return to the castle at night. When Wang Bo saw it the next day, the guy was lazily basking in the sun on the side of the road. Seeing that the old man didn't get up, he just wagged his tail.
Wang Bo was worried that something might happen to it, but after he went up to check it, he found that there was nothing wrong with this guy, his nose was moist, his eyes were shining, his saliva was clear, and his dog hair was smooth.
Bowen, who was rubbing the car, leaned on the window of the co-pilot, and shouted: "Young man, tell me the truth, did you step on the horse last night?"
The strong man cast a sideways glance at him lazily, and continued lying down in the grass to bask in the sun.
"Sex is a bone-scraping steel knife!" Pharaoh had to sigh.
He was on the way, when Atulu called and said, "Boss, come to town quickly, there is a case."
Wang Bo carried the strong man into the car, and the strong man rested his head on the window, looking at the lake not far away with his eyes full of nostalgia.
According to Atulu's guidance, he drove directly to the parking lot in front of the supermarket and asked, "What's going on?"
Atulu came over and said, "It's like this. Someone came to drive in the morning and saw a person lying beside his car, so he called the police. I'm investigating the matter."
"Lone on your stomach? A homeless man?"
"No, it's a young man of the Maori tribe, and Brother Yi is rescuing him."
Wang Bo hurried over to have a look. At this time, a sloppy middle-aged white man saw him approaching and said, "Officer, this matter really has nothing to do with me! When I came to the parking lot, I saw this gentleman lying under the wheel! "
He nodded and asked Atulu and this person to take notes first. He walked to the ambulance and asked the doctor, "What's going on? How is he?"
The medical brother said: "Methane poisoning, and microbial infection, it's nothing serious, but at least you have to stay in the ward for a week."
Wang Bo was surprised: "Methane poisoning? What's going on with this horse riding? Why did this happen in Sunset Town?!"
The doctor's expression became weird. He pointed to a pipe on the ground and said, "I think it has something to do with it. Look at this thing, and you should understand."
Wang Bo picked up the pipe on the ground. It was a plastic hose, only as thick as his middle finger, but with a bulge in the middle.
One anomaly about the tube was that there was dried up filth at one end, and the stench was strong.
"This pipe?" Wang Bo looked at Atulu.
Atulu said: "When I arrived, the unconscious man was in his hand, and there was vomit around him, as if he did something with this pipe."
"Can this pipe work?"
Atulu cheered up: "Boss, you are right to ask me this question, I am an expert in this field, because I have used this thing before, this thing can be used to steal oil, do you know about oil stealing? "
It was the first time Wang Bo saw it, but he was not stupid, so he immediately realized it.
He had heard before in China that someone stole gasoline and diesel from the fuel tanks of cars, especially large trucks. Drivers locked the fuel tanks to prevent people from stealing the fuel.
Oil prices in New Zealand are relatively low, and Wang Bo has never met someone who stole oil, but today the unconscious man may have come to steal oil, because he was unconscious next to an RV.
The doctor pointed to the pipe and said, "If you steal oil, this thing needs to be inserted into the oil tank, right? How do you do it?"
Atulu really wanted to show it. He took the tube and wanted to stuff it into his mouth, but he frowned as soon as he lifted it up: "Xue Te, why is it so smelly? It smells worse than ****!"
"You don't need to demonstrate, just talk."
"Oh, it's you holding one end of this tube..." Atulu handed the tube to Wang Bo.
Lao Wang kicked him up and told him to go away: "Be serious, I'm handling the case!"
Atulu was very aggrieved: "I know I'm handling a case, boss, but there is a way to solve a case called scenario simulation? I want to try it."
"Fake!" Old Wang was really sad and angry, what kind of subordinates are they!
"Okay, don't be angry boss, it's early in the morning, I just wanted to make a joke to cheer up everyone's spirits."
Seeing him angry, Atulu laughed, "It's actually very simple, hold one end of the tube in your mouth, pinch the lower end of the airbag of the tube with your hand and take a deep breath..."
"Then, the air in the airbag will be sucked away. At this time, quickly open your hand and continue to take a breath. Because of the pressure, the oil in the fuel tank will automatically enter the pipe."
After listening to his introduction, Wang Bo was depressed: "Isn't it just stealing oil pipes? You can just find any pipe, why is it so complicated?"
Atulu explained: "Inhalation through ordinary pipes may suck gasoline and diesel into the mouth. This stuff is poisonous, especially leaded gasoline."
"With this airbag, you won't be afraid. It can act as a buffer twice. The first is to buffer the air pressure, and the second is to buffer the oil that flows out."
Wang Bo looked at the young man with the oxygen mask on his face, and then looked at the strange eyes of the medical brother, so his eyes also became strange.
It is reasonable to say that one end of this pipe should be greasy, but now it is dirty and smelly, but this guy is still in a coma due to methane poisoning...
So Wang Bo asked the middle-aged white man, "Sir, where is the fuel tank of your car?"
The white man took him to look behind the car, pointed to a piece of iron with a sticker on it and said, "This is where the fuel tank is."
"So, where is that?" Wang Bo asked.
"Oh, that's the cesspool outlet of the RV toilet." The middle-aged white man said honestly.
After he finished speaking, everyone understood what was going on.
Suddenly, all kinds of crisp laughter rang out.
The young man was sent to a community hospital. Wang Bo found his driver's license in his wallet and checked the police intranet. A series of criminal records of the young man appeared.
Stealing cars, stealing goods, fighting, burglary, etc., all kinds of small problems continue.
When the young man woke up later, Wang Bo went to ask him. The young man showed a blank expression: "What happened to me, me, me? What happened in the past? I forgot everything, why did I forget everything?"
The medical brother hugged his arms beside him and said, "Methane poisoning will not harm the brain nerves. Sir, it's useless for you to pretend to be amnesia."
The young man tore his hair in pain, and shouted, "What's wrong with me? Why am I in the hospital? Why can't I remember what happened yesterday?!"