Lawyer Cheng's troubles

After Luo Yi separated from the two, he carried a lot of junk food: potato chips, two buckets of instant noodles, beef jerky, etc., and walked towards his home.

Siyuanli has a history of more than 90 years, and this small street was once very lively.On the street, those who buy handmade insoles, repair umbrellas, pluck cotton, make old scales, repair watches, tailor shops, and sell sugar touts.However, times have changed, and now these occupations have gradually withdrawn from the stage of the times under the cold competition of machines.People are unemployed, unemployed, and those who left to find another way of life are not doing well. The houses have been in disrepair for a long time, and there is no ability to renovate them. Siyuanli has gradually become a veritable slum.Poverty, filth, and crime seem to be triplets, filling this alley of more than 100 meters.

There have been gossip that the government will rectify and demolish it, but it has been demolished for more than 20 years, and there is still no movement, as if it is a corner that has been forgotten by others.

The Luo family lived on the top floor—the fourth floor.With the dim light, he dragged his injured leg to climb up.

He hissed in pain and let out a few breaths, took out the key ring, flicked it twice nimbly, and clicked the door open.

A smoky smell of oily smoke came in at the right time. It seemed that the night shift worker from the next door had returned.

This is a house with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, about 50 square meters in total.The interior of the house is simple and simple, and there is a mixed smell of damp musty and decayed wood.There is a cake on a wooden table, along with eggplant, lettuce, peppers, a large piece of meat and some apples.A note was pressed under a juicy apple, and the small characters were beautiful: Happy birthday!Remember to eat and eat less junk food.

Luo Yi looked at the things above, his heart felt warm, revealing a shallow dimple, Luo Yi, 23 years old, happy birthday.

He casually threw folders, business cards and junk food on the table, grabbed the towels on the wooden shelf, stepped on his slippers and went into the bathroom, took a simple cold shower, washed off the disposable dye spray, and wiped them indiscriminately. After wiping his hair, he walked into the bedroom with bare back and wearing a pair of big underpants.Facing the mirror, he checked (!) the injuries on his body, and skillfully applied the medicine for bruises.He was punched twice on the chest and kicked on the leg, black and blue.

Going up, there is a 3D butterfly tattoo on the neck, which was originally a string of burns.He looked at the colorful little butterfly on his neck, which seemed to be so alive, as if it was about to spread its wings, his eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly covered it with his hands.

Then, he scratched his slightly long hair irritably, revealing his mother's eyes, full of charm and brilliance.

Suddenly, discordant voices came in, whimpering and moaning! !Moans and panting continuously! !The noise is getting worse.Fuck, the sound insulation of a house in disrepair really sucks.The person downstairs is one of the oldest and traditional occupations in China—chicken. Normally, Luo Yi would be listening to a little H song, but today he was in a bad mood, so——

He pulled the wooden bench and knocked on the concrete floor a few times, followed by a man below who cursed and yelled endlessly, making him even more upset.

Grabbing a hammer casually from the corner, he jumped over the window sill, and there was a loud "crash", and the glass shattered into slag.The world finally stopped, and he didn't care if the unlucky man would be frightened and wilted.

Luo Yi ate some cakes, cooked instant noodles, ate them with a sigh of relief, let go, and pushed the trash away.

Turning around and laying dead on the bed, he checked Weibo, thinking repeatedly about the man who beat him up today.Leaving aside the business card, he actually knew this man, his surname was Cheng, and he was a lawyer.Although a full ten years had passed, the man's face had become more angular and mature.But Luo Yi recognized him.

Thinking about that information, why not blackmail him...

*****

As soon as the door opened, a large, fluffy dog ​​rushed over without hesitation, happily showered Cheng Zhengran with some saliva, then stopped at his feet and wandered around, even biting Cheng Zhengran's pants and heading straight towards the kitchen. Procrastination is really a silent condemnation.

Cheng Zhengran felt that he was really not a good owner. This dog has been raised for more than 5 months and weighs about 40 catties.I eat dog food in the morning and dinner at night, and I haven’t taken it out for a walk for almost a week.He thought, why not send it to a friend's house for a while.

He rubbed the soft husky's fluffy head to comfort him, so he personally cooked for the cute stupid husky to make some beef and vegetable porridge for supper, and he also ate some (...).

After the meal, Cheng Zhengran consciously became a shit shoveler, and then went to take a shower.

He was lying on the sofa, working overtime continuously recently, and felt that his head was not his own.Just now, the important evidence provided by the client in the court session on the 18th of next month was left behind.When I drove back to look for it, it was gone.I don't know if those people just took it away. If so, it should be a problem that can be solved by money; if it is someone else, it is hard to say.We can only talk about removing the monitoring tomorrow.

He lit a cigarette, took out the photo in his wallet, a family photo, due to the long time, the place where the corner was sealed with plastic was slightly curly, in the photo his younger brother was holding his shoulder and smiling very happily, and his parents were sitting in the front row , with a happy face.But now it's just him and his dad.The dog next to him looked at him sadly with blue eyes, silently reminding him of his existence.

In the past 32 years, Cheng Zhengran's life has hardly had any deviation. It can be said that except for the only time when he was 22 years old, he has always been a child of someone else's family, and that only deviation caused the closest relative in his life. Two people died.

The farewell between heaven and man caused by a car accident, is it really an accident?

"As long as you have money and power, you can escape the punishment of the law—"

He lightly crushed the smoke at his fingertips, only wanting to let those rich and powerful bad guys also go to jail, and those who should be shot should be shot.

********

early morning.

"Dogs?! Ugh, you didn't know my one was allergic to furry species!"

"Brother Cheng, I think it's better to send it to the pet depository."

……

"Dog? I think you should find a sister-in-law to take care of it for you. The female teacher I told you about last time is not bad. She is fair and beautiful, with a big butt. Why don't you try it."

"Forget it? Why? You don't like men too, do you? Don't! You mustn't turn around. Otherwise, Uncle Cheng will have to kill me!"

"What nonsense?" Cheng Zhengran's heart froze.

"That's good, Uncle Cheng is afraid that we will spoil you. Right, baby!"

"Okay, stop talking, hurry up and find a girl, girl!!"

"Beep beep..."

These two unreliable guys!

Cheng Zhengran put on his tie in front of the mirror, meticulous, rigorous and precise.Putting on the watch, his fingers were long and white, with unobtrusive knuckles, very conspicuous.

After putting the dog food and water in place, he stroked the dog's head twice and went out the door.

After watching the surveillance, he dialed a number.

A mocking male voice quickly came from the other end of the phone: "Ah, Mr. Cheng has a lot of work to do every day, why do you have time to find me today?"

"Help me find someone, about 20 years old, height 170-175, face is not seen too clearly, there is a butterfly tattoo on the neck, it should be a gangster or something, there are two people beside him, one is thin and tall, about 180, with corners of eyes There's a scratch...the other is a fat..."

"Stealing you, you are quite courageous, you are not afraid of being imprisoned, hahaha~~"

"No, just let me know when you find it."

"no problem!"

*******

The three of them were squatting at the bus station, carefully looking for the target.

"Ring Ling Ling~~~"

Luo Yi took out his mobile phone, suppressed the hostility on his face, "Hey, sister. Well, I ate the cake, thank you... How are you and brother-in-law?" In a second, he became a good baby.

"Work? I have a job. Ah?! You're going to work, Xiaoxiao isn't even full moon yet."

On the other end of the phone, a gentle female voice said, "Yes, your brother-in-law is the only one at home, and the expenses are high. The child needs a lot of money for milk powder, diapers, etc. for a month, and he has to go to school in the future... The child came to you, but you are not here, when will I come to see you..."

"...Okay, what time?...Okay, I don't go to work on Sunday, um, got it."

Fatty Jin and Li Qiangguang both despised Luo Yi's acting skills.

"What are you looking at!!" Luo Yi slapped Li Qiangguang fiercely.

At this time, Luo Yi signaled that the three of them went forward together and got on the bus with a group of passengers. The fat man got on the bus panting, stopped at the door of the car, blocked the people who came after him, and asked, deliberately asking the master if he was going to the People's Square .

"Wrong, wrong direction, go to the opposite side!"

Taking this opportunity, Luo Yi and Li Qiangguang gently touched the wallet in the trousers bag of the person in front of them, and the fat man got out of the car, quietly took the wallet and got off.Li Qiangguang squeezed into the car behind the stolen person, muttering, "Why is it so crowded, take the next bus."

The entire stealing process only takes tens of seconds. (ps Stealing is wrong and should be punished by law.)

The author has something to say: My mobile phone was stolen like this, I cried to death~~.Angels must pay attention when riding in the car. Valuable items, wallets, and mobile phones are in your hands.