Chapter Nineteen Two Hundred and Five
"Trouble, it's really a big trouble!"
Fang Jian looked helpless not far away. He did not see the content in the video clearly, but judging from the expression on Weng Jiayi's face, it seemed a little bad.
As for why he had such a judgment, he was not very clear, as if this was a special ability similar to instinct. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, I must get the memory card of this camera, as this will save a lot of trouble.
In fact, although he didn't come out of the Mirage World for a long time, many incredible thoughts emerged from his mind again and again.
If it were before, he would never have the courage to do it, but now...
Fang Jian's eyes began to cruise around. What should we do to get it without anyone knowing it?
Suddenly, his eyes fell on a backpacker in the crowd.
After so long waiting, the sky was already shiny.
The air crash caused by the plane is extraordinary, and there are also a large number of passengers and flight attendants. Those injured and unconscious are naturally sent to the hospital, but most passengers are still waiting in place.
However, at this moment, in addition to the plane passengers, rescue workers and people watching the fun in the nearby villages, there seemed to be some people mixed here.
A young man was walking around the crowd with his backpack, seemingly helping everywhere. However, Fang Jian could see at a glance that he was not a good person. Because he was squeezed into the crowd, he flipped his fingers and touched a wallet from the pocket of the person beside him.
Thieves, this is a thief who is fishing for troubled waters.
Although there were not many police officers at the scene at this time, those who had the courage to commit crimes under the police's noses were definitely not simple people.
A new strange thought emerged in Fang Jian's mind.
He immediately took out his cell phone, put it next to his ear, looked like he was making a phone call, and walked towards the thief.
The thief was extremely alert and immediately saw Fang Jian and looked at him with caution.
But Fang Jian didn't look at him, but when he passed by him, he said in a very low voice: "Manager, I saw with my own eyes that the beautiful girl reporter had the information we needed in the camera. But she offered too high, and she wanted three million. I promised two million and she refused to let go. Well, okay, I understand. I will talk in an hour and strive for two.5 million to win."
As he said that, he turned his head, looked in the direction of Weng Jiayi, and walked away with a look of annoyance.
The thief slowly turned his head, and his eyes flashed with indescribable greed.
Two million yuan information?
I worked hard to get into the crowd and risked being discovered by the police to steal a few money after a walk. These reporters didn't know what luck they had left, and some people were willing to buy it at such a high price.
This vote is worth the hard work of several years.
The man took a deep breath and walked towards Weng Jiayi casually with his backpack.
Soon, he came to the vicinity of Weng Jiayi and Zhang Tao.
There were people coming and going here, and people were walking around at any time. His approach did not attract the attention of these two people.
"Ouch!"
The young man seemed to have suddenly stepped on the air and fell down.
Weng Jiayi and Zhang Tao subconsciously reached out to support him. The young man looked embarrassed and thanked him while slapped the soil on his body, then walked towards the periphery.
Fang Jian, not far away, blinked, and he was quite impressed by the thief's methods. When Weng Jiayi and Zhang Tao were busy supporting him, they started to act decisively, cut off the rope of the camera with a blade, and stuffed it into their backpack with a pull.
This process goes like flowing water, and I don’t know how many times I have practiced it.
It’s really one minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage.
Sure enough, any professional thing should be left to professionals.
He walked over and met the thief from the side.
The thief's face changed slightly, but when he saw Fang Jian's face, he relaxed and showed a meaningful smile.
Fang Jian stretched out his hand and pointed at his backpack.
The thief waved his hand smugly and whispered: "Two million and a half can't be missing."
Fang Jian looked at him with a strange look and said slowly: "Don't you think this number is interesting?"
"What?"
"Hey, you're really...two hundred and fifteen."
A hint of anger flashed across the thief's face and his expression became fierce.
He even dared to laugh at me. This time, if you don’t cheat on you for three hundred, no, more than two and six hundred million, I am your son.
However, before he could speak, he saw Fang Jian smile strangely, then opened his mouth and shouted: "Catch the thief--"
Although the scene could not be said to be crowded, at least there were hundreds of people, and there were dozens of police officers. The loud voice immediately alarmed everyone, and hundreds of eyes stared at them almost at the same time.
The thief was dumbfounded and looked in disbelief.
Thick beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, and the sorrow in his heart was really hard to describe. From Fang Jian's eyes and movements, he felt full of malice.
Big brother, uncle, uncle!
I didn't say that it must be 25, you can bargain! Even if you insist on 23, no, no, even if it is 2 million, even one million, I will still sell it to you.
However, you are like this in your behavior of turning the table up directly if you disagree...Aren't you afraid that the things in the camera will be exposed?
"Catch him!" Fang Jian pointed at the thief and shouted: "There is stolen goods in his backpack!"
The thief no longer hesitated. He immediately lowered his head and ran towards the periphery. Even though he knew he couldn't escape, he had to try it.
However, as soon as he took action, he felt that his backpack was tightened and Fang Jian had already pulled it away.
The thief also made a quick decision, trembling his shoulders, and his body took off his backpack and continued to run away.
But his actions and reactions immediately aroused the anger of countless people.
"Catch the thief."
"Don't let him run away."
"Catch him, beat him."
It was impossible to escape from so many people. In just a moment, the thief was surrounded by people and pressed firmly to the ground. During this period, I don’t know how many people were calling him for fists and feet, and even their scalp was broken.
However, no one will pity him.
Theft must be taken at the scene of the air crash, which is enough to arouse everyone's disgust. Moreover, even if it arouses public anger, even if it is beaten to death, the culprit will not be found.
Chapter completed!