Chapter 698: Little Pickpocket
Zhang Ran shifted his gaze from the old woman to him, and said coldly: "Stop pretending, you two are in the same group."
"I'm not! Stop accusing me!" The man with glasses cried to the police, "I'm really not a human trafficker!"
The conductor said seriously, "We'll know when we get off the train and take him back to the police station for trial. We won't wrongly accuse a good guy, nor will we let a bad guy go!"
The flight attendant quickly brought a doctor, who carefully examined the unconscious little boy on the bed. The more he examined, the more solemn his expression became.
He looked at the traffickers with eyes that looked like he wanted to skin them alive, and explained to the police: "They gave us very strong drugs. We need to send the child to the hospital immediately. If it's too late, the child might be gone."
As soon as these words were spoken, the passengers watching outside shouted that they wanted to beat the two men to death.
The flight attendant quickly closed the door, fearing that the situation would escalate.
Several flight attendants looked at the two men unkindly.
The man with glasses and the old woman were so scared that they quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at them, for fear that they would be beaten in the next second.
The next stop arrived soon. After the train stopped, the conductor ran to the front and yelled, "Human lives are at stake! Make way! Make way! The child needs to be taken to the hospital immediately! Make way!"
The doctor rushed out closely behind him, holding the child in his arms.
The conductor was escorting the man with glasses and the old lady at the back. Wherever they passed, passengers who learned that they were human traffickers would throw things at their heads and take the opportunity to slap or kick them.
When they got off the bus, they looked like completely different people, with ragged clothes and unkempt hair.
The train keeps going.
Zhang Ran was the only one left in the carriage. She walked out with the thermos, poured out all the hot water in it, took some instant noodles to get half of the hot water, and returned to the carriage with the empty bottle.
After finishing the instant noodles, I locked the door of the box and enjoyed it alone until dawn.
The train arrived at the station and it was crowded. Zhang Ran remained alert at all times to avoid being targeted by pickpockets again, but pickpockets' favorite targets are students and the elderly.
The students had tuition fees on them, and the old man was careless and didn't notice if it was stolen.
A hand suddenly reached into Zhang Ran's shirt pocket and found it was empty. The moment he pulled it back, someone grabbed his wrist.
Zhang Ran discovered that the other person was just a little boy about ten years old, skinny, but his eyes revealed the ruthlessness that only adults can have.
The pickpocket struggled hard twice but failed to break free, and cursed, "Little bitch, let go!"
The moment Zhang Ran let go, he pushed hard.
The little pickpocket was caught off guard and fell to the ground. He immediately started to scream, "Someone is hitting me! Someone is hitting me!" When others looked over, he started to cry pitifully, "Sister, there were too many people around. I accidentally bumped into you. I'm sorry. Please don't hit me anymore, wuwuwuwu."
Papapa! Zhang Ran slapped him twice, making him speechless. He grabbed his ear and lifted him up, "Brother, what did your parents tell you when we were at home? You must listen to me when you go out. You are naughty again!"
When outsiders saw that they were siblings, they no longer paid attention.
But Zhang Ran was relentless. Seeing the pickpocket trying to struggle, she slapped him on the head and kicked his legs and butt. While beating him, she also lectured him: "Brother! Why do you insist on making trouble when there are so many people around! What if you get caught by human traffickers? Do you deserve a beating?!"
Passerby: Wow! This sister is so kind to her brother!
The beaten pickpocket was so miserable that he wanted to cry but had no tears. He found the right opportunity and ran away.
Zhang Ran, carrying a large schoolbag, did not chase after him and walked out of the train station slowly.
There are more people outside, with heavy traffic and all kinds of people.
Almost every passenger will be stopped and asked if they want to stay in a hotel or take a taxi.
Zhang Ran was also blocked.