Return To 1977 Chapter 40: Chances

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A few meters ahead of Zhao Zhenmin on the left were three little cubs, and he was the first to arrive.

However, his face is now a little pale, and he has completely lost the freedom and ease when he acted just now. Otherwise, things are counterproductive. The more you fear, the more you get. Even he himself didn't expect that he would become nervous when things came to pass.

In fact, he has participated in several arrests, but he has never been as troubled as now. This was all because he was unsure of Hong Yanwu's arrangements.

Although they are only three and a half young men, they are still three people after all? If he goes over and yells, can he really scare them away? Can it go as smoothly as Hong Yanwu said? What if they resist? Just the pair of cuffs in his hand was really unbearable.

At this time, Zhao Zhenmin remembered what Director Qin said about his arresting actions. The general idea is that he can train well, but he gets nervous easily. When he gets nervous, his movements become deformed and his body becomes very stiff, making it difficult to control criminals.

When he thought of this, he became even more vague, and his calves turned forward.

For the same job, some people are suitable for it and some people are not. The timid and slow-tempered people are not suitable to be policemen, because police arrest requires courage and explosive power. No matter how dangerous it is, you can rush forward in a flash of lightning. Like Zhao Zhenmin, it's just not that interesting. But Xing Zhengyi is completely the opposite. He has a hot temper and is bold, and this kind of moment is extremely exciting.

In this endless flow of people, Xing Zhengyi is now standing a few meters away from You San’s back. The most amazing thing is that he knows You San, but You San doesn't know him. It's like hide and seek. But he also knew that as soon as this extremely thin layer of window paper was pierced, the outcome would be determined immediately. No wonder Director Qin said that catching a thief is a moment of excitement. It's no wonder that many veteran police officers say that "catching Buddha" is very exciting. Just thinking about this kind of work makes people feel satisfied. Just for this, he had to thank Hong Yanwu. If it hadn't been for this kid today, he would have missed You Sanmiss.

Facing You San’s back, Xing Zhengyi quietly licked his lips again.

There is no doubt that as long as You San can be caught, Captain Tian's trap will be completely shattered. Not only can it clear the shame of Director Qin and the comrades who participated in the arrest. And from now on, the mouths of "youhuer" and "bad waterer" will be blocked forever, so that they will never be able to say anything about looking down on public school graduates. But if he can't get it, not only will he leave his beloved job, but he will also lose face as a people's policeman. So no matter what, he couldn't fail this time.

As soon as the moment is over, I will reveal my identity first, and while being shocked, I will first control You San’s hands and handcuff him as soon as possible. We must not let him react and throw away the stolen goods...

Xing Zhengyi couldn't help but silently recited the arrest steps and key points that he had already designed. He didn't dare to look down on You San. The fact that this kid escaped at noon was a matter of coincidence and luck, but it also showed that he was smarter than a monkey. He would never allow himself to slip up at the last minute.

It's finally time to relieve your anger.

Xing Zhengyi put his right hand into the clothes on his waist and pressed it on the cold handcuffs. He took another deep breath and began to walk slowly to complete the last few steps to get to You San.

In the crowded flow of people, these last few dozen seconds are the most difficult to endure.

One step, two steps, three steps, it’s faster, okay, reach out!

Xing Zhengyi's eyes became hot in an instant. He had already taken out the handcuffs with his right hand and was about to grab You San's arm with his left hand. But at this critical moment, something new suddenly happened...

To understand what happened, we have to go back five minutes.

At that time, in the crowd of onlookers, people were still staring at the mysterious poems on the ground with their heads on top, pondering over them as if they were reading a book from heaven.

The white writing on the ground is not beautiful, and is even a bit sloppy. As for this poem, the content is actually very ordinary. It is titled "Outing in Spring", and there are no obscure or obscure words used. Each word can be distinguished clearly.

The specific content is:

You San did not smell the flowers, and stepped on the branches to feel less sad. If you step on the branches, you will feel the broken stones. If you step on the stones, you will reach the spring green. Stepping on the stone is green, stepping on the stone is green, especially when it is wet, it is spring green.

In the very back of the crowd, closest to the poem, there was a man with gray hair and glasses who looked like an intellectual and was studying hard. He held his glasses and read the poem over and over again, always talking to himself.

"This seems to be a poem about spring outing in the wild, but the meaning of each sentence is unclear, neither rhyme nor smooth? What exactly does the content of this poem mean? What is the purpose of the writer? What exactly is it? Isn’t it reflecting some political trend? ”

The intellectuals thought hard for a long time, but unfortunately they still had no solution, so they could only shake their heads in frustration. Then, he began to change his approach, thinking about the meaning of the poem word by word, and started reading it while shaking his head.

"Well, the hatred of stepping on a branch is low... Who do you hate? Inviting to hear, stepping on stones... the aura is very domineering. But the meaning is unpredictable, really unclear? Mysterious, too mysterious."

He was sighing to himself when he suddenly heard someone next to him exclaim. "Oh, I understand, isn't this a curse word?"

This voice is quite unexpected. The onlookers immediately focused their attention on the speaker, and for a while, even the noise of the crowd stopped.

The person who spoke was none other than the middle-aged cadre who had been cheated but didn't know it. Under the attention of everyone, his face was full of excitement of discovering the secret, and then he read loudly and proudly, revealing the "mystery" in the poem to everyone.

"You San is uneducated and has a very low IQ. Who is he? He is a big stupid donkey. He is a donkey, he is a donkey, You San is a big stupid donkey~"

When the middle-aged cadres had just read a few sentences, the intellectuals had already woken up. He pushed up his glasses and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. "If that's the case, the name of this poem is obviously "He's Stupid". How can anyone be so boring? This is simply fooling the masses. It's in poor taste."

The onlookers all understood when the middle-aged cadre was halfway through reading. No one would have thought that this poem was actually a curse jingle composed of such crude homophones.

It's so simple and so vulgar.

After a sudden burst of laughter, people soon started making noises again, and there were quite a lot of gloating voices.

"Haha, who is You San? He is so heartless that even if you scold him, you won't even know..."

"Interesting. The person who wrote the poem is also worthy of his grandson. If he writes it here, how many people will join him in scolding You San..."

"If you ask me, if you want to grow up like a bun, don't complain about being chased by dogs. Maybe this Yousan has done something wicked..."

In the middle of this extremely enthusiastic noise, suddenly, an extremely excited curse sounded discordantly. I saw a commotion on the outside of the crowd, and a strong man shouted angrily and rushed in regardless.

The man who broke into the crowd only targeted the middle-aged cadres, and he grabbed the middle-aged cadres by the collar. Immediately afterwards, he cursed with anger and resentment, and sprayed the spittle directly on the middle-aged cadre's face.

"This is your uncle. Dare you scold me? I am You San..."

As soon as the person announced his identity, the middle-aged cadre was frightened. He jumped back and waved his hands, "Why are you so anxious with me? I didn't write the poem..."

Unfortunately, this explanation was completely useless. The man who called himself You San didn't listen at all, and instead became even more irritated and angry. He bared his teeth and stared, wishing he was about to swing his arms.

The complacency that the middle-aged cadre had just felt has completely disappeared. Now he was completely stuck in his instinctive reaction. He just exclaimed loudly with a panic on his face and wanted to break free from You San's hand.

Facing this scene, the onlookers were all incredulous and extremely surprised. Many people started talking and talking again.

"It's amazing, just after reading the poem, the real master was actually recruited?"

"Is this kid You San? Is he the one you scolded?"

"Hey, it turns out you have such a good character, no wonder..."