Return To 1977 Chapter 52: Looking for stolen goods

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Dongzhuang Police Station is located in Dongzhuang 1st Tiao. Hong Yanwu lowered his head and walked through two alleys, and unknowingly arrived at Dongzhuang 3rd Tiao. He looked up and saw three intersections ahead. On the right side of the fork is the toilet where You San "split leaves". Turn left and you will find the corner of the alley where Xing Zhengyi chased him. This situation reminded him of being hunted at noon, and he couldn't help but feel some unpredictability in his heart.

In fact, this trip to Dongzhuang Police Station was not fruitless. He at least gained the friendship of two policemen. In the past, he only knew how to hate the police, hide from the police, and never thought about making friends with the police. Xing Zhengyi is cold on the outside but hot on the inside and Zhao Zhenmin is restless, which can be said to have completely subverted his old impression of the police.

Especially Zhao Zhenmin, that kid didn't pay any attention to the image of the police. When he spoke, he would occasionally say a few insulting words. Especially the one who was shaking the handcuffs was De Zheng, who was looking forward and full of passion. His eyes would light up when he said he was cuffing someone, as if he had been spiked with morphine. It looks a bit like that.

It’s funny to say that after he came back, he actually gained the trust and respect that only ordinary citizens in this era could enjoy from these two "thunders" for the first time. It's a pity that all the work was in vain and the money given by Uncle Xue was still lost.

Huh? Wait, this thing... is a bit strange.

Did You San really spend the money? The money can be spent, but what about the food stamps? He couldn't eat all the more than twelve kilograms of grain. Didn't eat? The food stamps were not on him either.

Thinking about it more carefully, Zhao Zhenmin said that the only items found on You San's body were the little property that this group of thieves stole in the afternoon. Did they not open since morning?

No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible. If you practice like this, you won't even be able to raise the "share of money" offered to you.

In fact, from the beginning, Hong Yanwu did not believe that You San would spend all the money. However, none of the thieves found his money or belongings, and You San refused to let go, so he couldn't help but admit that he was unlucky. But now that he calmed down and thought about it carefully, he was really suspicious.

To say that Yousan only temporarily left his sight after escaping from the toilet, this kid had no chance to spend the money. If Yu San didn't have his missing belongings with him, something must have gone wrong.

Imagine again that when You San found out that he was surrounded by the police, in addition to escaping, he was probably worried about how to safely transfer the hidden stolen goods. In this way, even if he is caught, he will still be able to escape because he is not "dirty".

What a shame! You San, the grandson, is lying. He definitely hid the money.

But time was tight at the time, so where could the money be hidden?

If a thief is compared to an animal, then Hong Yanwu is a good hunter who is good at catching such animals. Well aware of "Buddha's" habits, he immediately stopped and, almost intuitively, moved his gaze to a place on the right front and stopped moving.

Then, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his tongue kept licking his dry lips, like an old fox seeing a plump rabbit.

This piece of ruined land is simply the source of all evil!

Hong Yanwu squatted on the latrine with his **** sticking out, feeling miserable. The small place he is currently in is a place specially designed to accommodate the filth of the world, that is, the public toilet at the Sanjo Sancha intersection of Dongzhuang.

To be honest, at first he just wanted to find where the money was hidden, take the money and leave. But when he entered the toilet, he found an extremely unfavorable situation - the toilet was occupied.

Under the attention of several squatters, in order not to arouse suspicion, and in order to carefully observe this small area, he made a prompt decision, unbuttoned his pants, and pretended to join the ranks of squatters. It's just that he didn't think carefully and ignored one thing, that is, the filthiness of public toilets these days.

The public toilets in the late 1970s can only be described as "notorious".

The common people in the capital described going to the public toilet at this time as "first smelling, second jumping, third screaming, fourth crying, and fifth laughing". The general meaning is that when looking for a toilet in an alley, you don’t even need to read the signs. You can find it by smelling it. When you enter the toilet, sewage overflows, and feces and urine flow on the floor. If you accidentally fall down, you will be smelly all day long. So we can only "jump" forward. In addition, in summer, the scene in the toilet pit will make people scream. There is also the urine ammonia that permeates the toilet, which can make people burst into tears and make them cry. In addition, there is no obstruction between the toilet pits, so people who go to the toilet can only stare and smile bitterly.

The public toilet at Sanchakou is a typical example of its low construction standards and crude facilities. From the outside, this toilet has a single sloped roof and dilapidated walls, making it very simple. The two words "male" and "female" are written crookedly on the two entrances. The lower part of the red brick wall is plastered with plaster, and the brick wall is built all the way to the eaves. The top is built with several layers of staggered bricks, forming a "pin"-shaped brick stack for ventilation. As a rainproof measure, the top of the toilet is covered with only two layers of gypsum corrugated board. The house is short and has no door. It looks like a pigsty in the countryside. If it were to be done thirty years later, not only would the quality inspection units and safety supervision departments not be able to pass it, but even the planning authorities would not approve the construction at all.

Since it’s so bad outside, it’s naturally not much better inside. Inside the toilet is a trench-like pit of five, with a long urinal on the opposite side. The smell is so strong that it can make people cry. If it is more serious, it can make people faint on the spot and plunge into a cesspit. In addition, the whitewashed but scarred walls in the toilet are simply the most disgusting walls in the world. There are many naked physiological patterns of men and women painted on it, which is a classic style that has remained unchanged for decades. The patterns are often accompanied by "people on people, meat in the meat", "no cattle and sheep are seen grazing, only monks are seen." Doggerel like "wash your hair". Above the urinal facing Hong Yanwu, there are two deformed female thighs painted on it. The roots were like a living thing taunting him with grimaces, making him feel more and more sick.

To be honest, Hong Yanwu was able to persevere because he mustered up his courage. Since he was a child, he was most afraid of going to the hutong in the alley. This kind of public toilet was a scene that frequently appeared in his nightmares. The latrine was very wide, deep, smelly, and dark. When he was a child, just looking at a latrine would cause him to feel dizzy and dizzy. At that time, he was always afraid of falling in, and every time he went to the toilet, his legs would tremble. At this time, he deeply felt that if he lived in an old alley, he would be able to bear everything else, but he really couldn't bear this. He has never missed the cleanliness and convenience of a flush toilet as much as he does now.

However, in special places like public toilets, there are not many places suitable for hiding things. Before Hong Yanwu was so intoxicated that he forgot about business, he had already glanced around with eyes that could barely open.

It was impossible to hide in a latrine. The cracks in the wall were visible at a glance, and the wind in the brick vents was too strong. The roof structure is simpler, that is, beams are placed on columns, purlins are placed on beams, reed foil is laid, and linoleum tops...

Just like that, I gradually looked up at one glance, until I reached the roof. It didn't take long before Hong Yanwu discovered something was wrong with the purlin on the left side of the toilet light bulb. A small white corner was exposed between the purlins and the roof reed foil. Based on my feeling, it should probably be something like a paper bag.

Money and toilets, what a wonderful combination? This is simply a truth revealed unintentionally, so philosophical.

As soon as he found his target, Hong Yanwu naturally developed the courage to stick to it. He tried his best to hold his breath and endure it, planning to get the money as soon as everyone was gone. But he soon realized that he had underestimated the scarcity of toilets these days.

Since he squatted down, he has never been alone in the toilet. Coming and going, going in and out, people kept taking off their pants in front of him. These people either urinate loudly or defecate vigorously, and occasionally the sound of releasing turbid qi in the body is added to the entertainment.

During this kind of waiting, he almost went crazy and was about to be "poisoned" to death. He even had hallucinations at one point, always feeling like the roof beams were like strips of feces that would hit him at any time. His tears had long since been smoked out, and his nose had already been pinched. His legs had gradually become numb, and he had to change his body's center of gravity to relieve the pain. What's even more uncomfortable is that the cold wind like a knife has frozen his **** like a lump of ice, almost freezing.

He couldn't tell how long he had been squatting. But during this time, there were at least three or four people squatting next to him, completing the "great cause of convenience" like a relay, and left here with their pants lifted and feeling comfortable. When he thought that these people were now outside breathing fresh air, while he could only squat here and silently endure the "influence" of the stench, he felt like looking up to the sky without tears.

This is simply a dead end, rubbing fire, he is obviously a piece of shit, but he looks like hot cakes. If you take a step forward, you will make a mistake. If you want to take a step back, you can't. There is no place to hide and no place to hide. , people say this is life, but life, life, why is it always me who gets involved in such disgusting things?

While lamenting silently, Hong Yanwu felt like a donkey being tempted by a handful of hay, or a sparrow being led into a trap by a few handfuls of broken rice. If there was a regret medicine in the world, he would buy twenty kilograms of it now regardless of the cost, and then eat it all in one go, even if he choked to death.

This is undoubtedly a dilemma, and the longer we wait, the more pessimistic we become. But just when Hong Yanwu's endurance was almost gone, God seemed to wake up and suddenly opened his eyes.

After a while, the few people squatting next to Hong Yanwu miraculously left. Apart from himself, there was only one middle-aged man left in the toilet with a cigarette in his mouth, exhaling and exhaling like a god.

Hong Yanwu saw the hope of victory in the darkness and began to pray sincerely. "God, let this great immortal go away quickly, but don't torture me anymore..."

God seemed to be in a good mood today, and he quickly fulfilled his wish. Not long after, the middle-aged man threw away the cigarette **** with satisfaction after taking the last puff of his cigarette. Then he wiped his **** clean quickly and tied his pants with a clang.

When he saw the middle-aged man leaving the toilet door, Hong Yanwu's mood could be described as elated. Not only did he experience the joy of holding on until the clouds cleared to see the sunrise, but he also became more convinced of the truth - persistence is victory!

How do you say something? Don't be happy too early.

Just when Hong Yanwu was rubbing his legs that were about to cramp, struggling to stand up with gritted teeth. Fate actually presented him with the most twisted variable - footsteps came from the toilet door again.

You are not such a fool!

Hong Yanwu's scalp was furious and he stared at the door with wide eyes. I kept hoping in my heart that no one would come.

But the final result was still disappointing. Another person did indeed walk into the toilet. He was a young man in his early twenties, with a pimpled face.

For a moment, the huge gap gave Hong Yanwu the feeling of hitting a wall. A sentence came out of his mind for some reason - there was once a fatal choice in front of me, but I was not cautious. It wasn’t until I made a rash decision that I regretted it. The most painful thing in life is this. If I could do it all over again, I would never squat here!

Hong Yanwu was filled with bitterness, but he had to squat back in the pit again. What's very unusual is that after "Zhuang Pupa" walked into the toilet, he didn't go to the toilet. Instead, he stood aside and watched Hong Yanwu, who was in a low mood, and looked at it. He looked very interested as if he had seen something interesting. .

Hong Yanwu quickly realized something was wrong. But before he could ask, "Zhuang Liao Da" spoke first. "Brother, you can't finish it today, can you?"

Hong Yanwu froze. This guy has other ideas.

Sure enough, "Zhuang Liaoda" then gave him a mysterious smile. "I've been here for a long time, and I've been squatting next to the middle-aged man just now. I saw that something was wrong with you and I went out first. Do you have other plans?"

Hong Yanwu really didn’t pay attention just now. Hearing what this kid said made the hair crawl down his spine.

Who is this "strong lump"? He didn't leave after going to the toilet, but came back to compete with him. Could it be that... this kid knew his intentions?

Seeing Hong Yanwu's hesitation, "Zhuang Liaoda" seemed to feel more confident, and couldn't help but laugh. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm the same as you. Otherwise, who would come here to listen to Shui Yin'er. Am I right?"

"Who are you?" Hong Yanwu suddenly glared, stood up and quickly pulled up his pants. He now deeply doubts the origin of this boy and has no plans to let him go.

"Hey, I know you didn't pull it." "Zhuang Liao Da" was not only not afraid, but also looked like he had already seen through it.

Hong Yanwu got really angry. As soon as he fastened his pants, he went up and grabbed the collar of "Strong Pimple", and then he also made a fist with his other hand. "Say, what on earth do you want to do?"

As if he didn't expect Hong Yanwu to be violent, "Zhuang Pimple" was a little panicked, but he didn't scream. Instead, he put an index finger to his mouth and shushed, and deliberately lowered his voice. "Why are you in such a hurry? Keep your voice down so that the other side can hear you. No one of us can see."

As soon as he heard this sentence, Hong Yanwu's mouth was filled with confusion, and all the energy he had been holding to get angry suddenly gave way. Only now did he feel that he might have thought wrong. "Strong Pimple" is not even close to You San. He is probably a **** who watches women go to the toilet.

Sure enough, "Zhuang Daoda" saw Hong Yanwu's hand loosened, tilted his head, and pouted at the partition wall connecting the men's and women's toilets, as if he didn't say anything. "Let me tell you, since we are all eyeing this treasure land, no one can eat alone today. At worst, you should watch first..."

Public toilets in this period were flushed with tap water through rubber pipes, so there was a hole in the corner of the partition wall between the men's and women's toilets for the pipe. In this era, because men have too few opportunities to contact women, they have almost no channels for understanding sexual knowledge. Some people often peek through the small holes out of curiosity about the opposite sex's physiology. This kind of perverted behavior will only decrease after the popularity of video recorders. If it reaches the Internet era, it will be closer to extinction. As for why, everyone knows.

At this time, when Hong Yanwu saw "Zhuangpupao" making such gestures, he felt that the kid's shining eyes were like a disgusting maggot. He thought again that he had been treated as a fellow **** by such a voyeuristic peeping tom, and that he had been delayed for such a long time. Immediately Wuming was furious, and he had the urge to completely tear this kid to pieces.

At the same time, a new situation also occurred in the women's restroom next door. First there was the sound of "tapping" footsteps, and then I heard two women talking.

A: "Are you the new wife of the old Liu family?"

B: "Yes."

A: "Your leather shoes are quite beautiful, be careful not to slip."

B: "Okay, eldest sister, I'll stay next to you."

Then there was a sound of undressing, and then there was a long "swish" sound.

When the sound came out, "Strengthening the Pimple" was like taking a stimulant. Not only her eyes, but every bump on her face was shining. This guy immediately couldn't wait to get on with it. "We hit a good deal. Don't be embarrassed, just be quick..."

Hong Yanwu was in a daze, his face turning blue and white, and he didn't say anything at all.

"Zhuang Liao Da" suddenly became anxious and continued to urge. "Come on, don't make any ink marks. As agreed, we will take turns watching, each of us will have two minutes."

Hong Yanwu was still like a wood carving and clay sculpture, his eyes staring straight at the "strong pimple", but the veins on his forehead kept jumping.

"Brother, you are tender-faced, come on, big brother got it first..."

"Zhuang Pimple" couldn't wait any longer. He ignored Hong Yanwu and ran over in a hurry. He raised his hips and bent down, staring at the hole under the partition wall.

But just as he was concentrating on casting his greedy and lustful eyes on the next door, "Gulu Gulu" swallowed his saliva, he didn't realize that behind him, the gloomy face of the "comrade" had turned ferocious, and he quickly raised his head. He raised his right leg and stamped it silently on his back.

After a while, miserable wails could be heard in the men's room. However, this kind of wailing only sounded once... maybe twice before disappearing completely.

After that, no one said a word in the toilet, only the painful sounds of kicking and hitting the wall were heard.