Chapter 1129 A Strong Policeman

A smoking green train, guided by the endless rails, sped along with a clang.

The people in the train sat or stood, squatted or lay down, laughing and cursing, and the noise was deafening. The colors and shapes of the clothes they wore were mostly the same, and they were all the same monotonous.

Although nine out of ten people were malnourished, they had a surge of spirit, showing a very energetic appearance. They spoke loudly and confidently, and they were all the people who were in charge.

This was an era when the style of the country and the people was very wild, an era when major events had just ended and the road ahead was uncertain.

"Come on, the station is coming soon, those who are getting off the train should pack up their things. Come on, make way, make way. Tsk, brother, are you moving?"

The steward Cai Xiaonian walked slowly, looking at people's tickets one by one, and making jokes, and even scolding those who did not cooperate.

Wang Xin, a new police officer, was also walking around in the carriage.

At this moment, a big rooster flew up, startling the people in the carriage. Wang Xin was quick to grab the rooster's wings: "Whose big flying rooster is this? Watch it."

Just as he was about to walk over, he saw two legs dangling in front of him. He looked up and saw a man sitting hunched on the shelf beside the carriage. He couldn't help but said unhappily: "What's the matter, did you buy a sleeper? Why don't you go up to the sky? Get down quickly!"

After scolding the man, Wang Xin returned the big rooster in his hand to its owner: "Tie it with a rope, and you can see that it has flown to the top of someone's head."

"Yes, yes, thank you, police comrade." The owner of the rooster thanked him repeatedly.

"Great, great, you caught it with one hand, you are really a policeman." Someone on the side praised him without saying anything.

Cai Xiaonian said again: "How fresh, his hands are used to catch bad guys, catching a chicken is easy. This is a waste of talent, using a butcher knife to kill a chicken."

"You are exaggerating." Wang Xin patted Cai Xiaonian's shoulder. Both of them were tall and thin, and they were wearing blue uniforms, which looked quite harmonious.

"Wang Yan, do you think I am right?" Cai Xiaonian looked behind.

Wang Yan was also wearing a blue police uniform and a wide-brimmed hat, which was very straight. This was a 72-style police uniform, with both the top and bottom in navy blue, and a red collar badge on the collar. Like military uniforms, the rank was not reflected on the police uniform at this time.

He had a red armband on his arm with the words "Travel Police" written on it, so that people could tell at a glance.

At this moment, he was walking forward with the back of the chair to avoid things on the ground. He smiled and nodded when he heard the words: "No problem at all."

"Take a look." After getting approval, Cai Xiaonian spread his hands to Wang Xin, meaning that the eyes of the masses are sharp.

Wang Xin looked at Wang Yan speechlessly: "Why are you the same as him?"

Wang Yan waved his hand: "Stop wasting time, let's go."

Wang Xin couldn't help but smile helplessly, turned around and continued to walk to the front car. When he got to the next car, he heard someone standing on the seat and shouting.

Seeing Wang Xin coming over, the man hurried forward: "Comrade police, you have to save me, my bag was stolen..."

"What do you mean by stolen?" Wang Xin didn't understand.

"It means stealing, the bag was stolen, is that what you mean, comrade?" Wang Yan translated attentively.

"Yes, yes, it was stolen. Police comrade, you must help me."

Wang Xin asked: "What's in your bag?"

"There are three sesame cakes."

Wang Xin nodded seriously, waiting for the man to continue talking about other valuables, but there was no follow-up, so he couldn't help asking: "Nothing? Just three sesame cakes?"

"There is also half a pack of ginseng cigarettes and a pack of medicinal materials. I have been holding them in my arms. How come they are lost?" The man was anxious and jumped.

"Take a look. If you have anything, call me. I'll go to the front to take a look." Wang Yan patted Wang Xin's shoulder and asked him to handle the matter. He continued to walk to other carriages.

It is obvious that this time his identity is a policeman, a railway policeman, or railway police for short. His job is to maintain public order and handle various incidents.

There is nothing unexpected about his identity this time. As usual, both parents are dead. His father is a railway policeman. He fought with criminals on the train and died heroically. He was posthumously awarded the title of martyr. His mother was weak and sickly, and she died a few years later.

As for him, he was recommended to attend the police academy because of the relationship between the children of martyrs. He studied with the male protagonist Wang Xin in this drama, and was assigned to continue the railway career together. According to Huo Die, he has been working for two months. However, he just arrived, got on the train with his eyes open, and directly threw himself into the work.

He has been a policeman in the New Century and a Hong Kong policeman, but this is the first time he is a railway policeman. For him, this is also a new experience in life.

He did not help Wang Xin to solve the problem of the comrade from the south who lost his bag with three sesame cakes in it, because the probability of finding something lost on the train is too small. He can only make a registration, and wait until the thief is found. If he is lucky, this matter will be counted and the thief will be sentenced.

Of course, Wang Xin solved the person who lost the things this time. When the next stop was stopped, the thief was caught.

In this case, there is no need for Wang Yan to stay here, after all, he also has a mission.

A train has 18 carriages and thousands of passengers, but there are only three policemen to maintain public order. One is a veteran, and the rest are Wang Yan and Wang Xin, two newcomers.

Public order in this era is obviously not good, and it is even more so on a train with frequent personnel flow. Stealing things and children are common.

The train they are on is a special line between Ningyang and Harbin, and it also passes through Chunlin, taking care of the three major cities in the three northeastern provinces. It is a railway line that is the lifeline of the Northeast, and the passenger flow is quite large.

Moreover, their train is steam-powered and coal-fired, with a speed of more than 40 kilometers per hour. Ningyang is 600 kilometers away from Harbin. It takes twelve hours to run on the rails without stopping. If you count the stops at various stations along the way, it basically takes one day and one night.

The passengers on the train are from all walks of life, and they are already messy. Considering such a long time and getting on and off the train, theft is almost inevitable.

At this time, there was no information technology for waiting for the train and checking tickets, and there was no monitoring on the train. There was even no air conditioning in the train. In the cold spring, the train was not cold, but it was warmed up by so many people. The sanitary conditions were also poor, and there were all kinds of smells in the train.

Under such conditions, if you want to do a good job in public security and ensure the safety of people's lives and property, all you can do is to patrol the carriage back and forth.

Let everyone on the train see the police, so that all kinds of criminals will be afraid and dare not act rashly. But in fact, things should be taken away, and children should be lost.

But compared to no action at all, it is obviously effective.

The train is about to arrive at the station, and the people on the train are more restless. People who are familiar with each other and those who are not familiar with each other are chatting and talking. Northeastern people are relatively extroverted and very familiar with each other. For example, the people of Tianjin don't let words fall on the ground, and the people of Beijing like to chat, and the people of Northeastern China are actually not much different.

Especially at this time, transportation was relatively inconvenient and material was not developed. People who could travel far away were more or less exposed to the world. During this journey, they would not be lonely. They could really talk all the way.

Wang Yan quickly got into his new job.

"We are about to arrive at the station. Take your things. If someone has lost something in the carriage in front, check if you have anything missing." He shouted loudly, and his eyes swept over everyone sharply.

"Comrade police, then you should catch the thief." The brave one squeezed Wang Yan with words.

This is really bold. Although civilized law enforcement is also emphasized these days, it is obvious that the quality of various supervisions and public officials is uneven, and in actual work, it is also very wild.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be some people with brains that are full of problems and at least three tons of water in their bags in the new century. It makes people wonder how such people can become officials...

"Catching a thief is meritorious service, and meritorious service is rewarded. Do you think I don't want to catch a thief? It's impossible to catch him. Do you think that the thief has words written on his face and I can catch him just by saying so?"

Wang Yan didn't get angry. He responded to the passenger's words. After scanning the circle, he continued to go to the next car.

The same words and the same actions, he observed everyone he saw. He has a strong ability to process information, observe multiple people and analyze them at the same time. Based on his understanding of various professions, social status, and people, his eyes are the ruler...

This look made a discovery.

He was a middle-aged man of medium height, thin, with messy hair, about forty years old. He wore a large coat and hugged his stomach with both hands. He met Wang Yan's eyes, but instantly moved away, and then his eyes wandered, not knowing where to look. Then he pretended to talk to the person next to him, asking someone to help him save a seat while he went to the toilet.

Just as he left his seat, Wang Yan had already walked up to him quickly.

"Comrade, wait a minute."

"Comrade police, I'm in a hurry to go to the toilet. I have a stomachache. Ouch..." The man bent over, holding his stomach with one hand, waving his hand with the other, and even tried to push Wang Yan away.

"I don't think your stomach hurts, but it seems like there is something."

"Ouch, comrade police, I really have a stomachache. You can't wrongly accuse a good person. I...ah...what are you..."

Just as the man was talking, Wang Yan had already moved his hands, holding the man's shoulder blades, and when he let go, he directly took out a leather bag from under his clothes.

He swallowed all the nonsense he wanted to say, and started to quibble instead.

"Comrade police, I picked this up. Picking things up is not against the law, right?"

"Oh my god, it's really interesting. According to what you said, I picked up your mother to be your father and reluctantly recognized you as my son. That's not against the law, right?" Someone couldn't stand it and complained mercilessly.

Wang Yan shook his head with a smile: "Did you hear that? Who would believe it? Okay, shut up quickly. Don't say I didn't stop you if you get beaten."

Seeing someone eager to try, the man swallowed his saliva, shut up wisely, and let Wang Yan press him to the dining car. When he opened the briefcase, he saw the sesame cakes, cigarettes, and medicinal materials inside.

This is not Wang Yan's credit, but the credit is knocked on him.

Cai Xiaonian, who was passing by, passed the message, and soon, Wang Xin came over with the passenger who lost the bag.

"Take a look, is it yours?" Wang Yan said to the passenger.

"Oh, yes, yes, it's mine, it's mine, you see there's my letter of introduction in it." The passenger excitedly picked up the bag.

"Okay, now I've found your pancake."

"Hey, this is not an ordinary pancake." The passenger took out the pancake and took out a roll of money from it, "This is stuffed with RMB."

Wang Xin suddenly realized: "I was wondering why you were so anxious about that little thing, you are really good at hiding it, I'm enlightened."

"So what if you can hide it? He stole it anyway." The passenger stared at the thief who was handcuffed and squatting on the ground.

The latter was unhappy and didn't look at the eyes of the crowd. He probably regretted it too. If he had checked the bag earlier, he would have taken the money and thrown it away, and he wouldn't have been caught. It's just a pity that there is no regret medicine...

The passenger pushed the pancake in front of Wang Xin, and Wang Xin quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, we have discipline and don't take a single needle or thread from the masses."

"How could I not know? I'm treating you to pancakes. The money is with you. You can give it to me when we get to Harbin. I feel at ease leaving it with you. This money is for me to marry a wife. This time I came to the Northeast to propose marriage."

"Oh, then your marriage is far away."

"The elders in the family are good brothers. We arranged a childhood marriage in the early years."

Wang Xin curiously inquired. He is an extroverted chatterbox, speaks aggressively, and is particularly willing to chat.

When the senior railway police who led the two came to deal with the situation, the train arrived at the station. They got off the train and handed the thief to the police station at the station. This was considered to be the end of the case.

"You are good. You have caught several thieves recently." Wang Xin's envy and jealousy were written on his face.

Wang Yan took out a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes, gave one to Wang Xin, lit one for himself, took a puff of the cigarette and replied: "Strictly speaking, the ones caught were not serious thieves. They were just ordinary people who were greedy and acted on impulse. They didn't have much technical skills. The one we just caught had a dazed look in his eyes when he saw me, and he was so nervous."

"Must it be the group of people who cut bags with razor blades?"

"All kinds of people? In the old society, although these people were the lowest class who couldn't be on the stage, they were also members of the thieves with a school, a master and unique skills. Stealing is different from stealing. Do you think they can only cut bags? They can sing songs, They know some tricks to attract people to watch the fun, and then their accomplices watch and steal, and work as a team. This group of people is difficult to deal with. Catching one of them is much more useful than catching ten people who act on impulse. "

Wang Xin looked down on him: "They are so superstitious. They have brought up all the dregs of the old society. What kind of thieves are they? Brother, it's already New China. The dragons are coiled for me and the tigers are lying for me. I can't catch them to death."

Wang Yan shook his head with a smile. It was more appropriate for him to say this. Wang Xin was a simple and fearless boy...

He didn't lie. Thieves do have many requirements and various forms. Feng Kuazi's film "No Thief in the World" was definitely a bit exaggerated, but it was really like that.

The two of them stood by the train with cigarettes in their mouths, watching the passengers getting on and off the train, helping to maintain order, and chatting casually.

After a while, the train blew the whistle, steam gushed out, and it slowly accelerated, heading north...

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