Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

Dong Jinglin visually inspected Mrs. Fan's injuries. If this didn't work, she would have to be sent to the hospital. It would be fatal.

"Good-hearted aunties, who among you can lend a hand and help take this person to the hospital?" Dong Jinglin looked expectantly at the aunties and aunties on the left and right.

The aunts and mothers who received Dong Jinglin's begging eyes flickered and avoided meeting each other's eyes, with disgust on their faces. They simply turned their faces aside after thinking about it.

It's okay if they can't see the request from the public security comrades. It's not that they don't help the public security comrades, but what should they do if they don't want to do this kind of "help"?

After staring at several people in a row, no one agreed. Dong Jinglin was a little dumbfounded. Is this woman on the ground so hated?

But you can't just watch someone die like that, right?

Dong Jinglin had no choice but to pinch her nose and promised: "Whoever helps carry this woman on the ground into the hospital, I will give one dollar."

Forget it, it's better to lose some money than there is a murder in his jurisdiction.

Under the heavy reward, someone finally took advantage of the person for the sake of the dollar.

"Hongqi, you go to the hospital and watch, and wait for the injured to wake up and make a record." Dong Jinglin pinched his brows and had a headache. He felt that as long as Wei Wei was present, he would never go well.

Lu Hongqi didn't want it, and hurriedly followed the injured person. He didn't want to face the girl, and there was such a big shadow in his heart.

"Those of you who hit people, come back to the station with me to understand the situation." Dong Jinglin said with a dark face, saying this mainly to Wei Wei.

What is this called? Feng Ping was killed?

But why was he looking at her? Wei Wei was not very happy, but she didn't do anything.

"What are you looking at? It's not me who beat me. Whoever beats him will go to him." Wei Wei poked her back directly. This police officer seemed to have a deep prejudice against her. He also treated her with a bad face last night. She had offended him. ?

"I don't believe what you said." Dong Jinglin had a firm look on his face, convinced that Wei Wei was up to something. Who knows if the group of people who beat people were the 'ghosts and snake gods' under Wei Wei.

The people who beat the person looked at each other. They couldn't let the person who saved the person bear the consequences of their impulsiveness, and they placed the blame on a girl...

Comrade Dong Gong'an, I know you intend to excuse us, but you can't act against your conscience. We can't do this.

The young man who took action first, Zhang Menglin, stood up and said, "I was the one who took action first, but he was also driving a jeep..." Zhang Menglin explained the matter and believed that he was right.

Wu Yi covered his injured head and quickly explained: "Comrades from the police, it's all a misunderstanding. There's no need to take it to the station to take notes."

Dong Jinglin's eyelids jumped when he saw Wu Yi's outfit. He was a security guard!

These people are so crazy that they even dare to beat the guards.

As Wu Yi objectively told the story, the faces of Dong Jinglin and others became worse and worse, almost freezing.

I asked the people again and combined the stories of several people to piece together the ‘truth’ of the matter.

The person who was thought to be the culprit turned out to be the man who saved several families. This reversal...

Dong Jinglin almost lost his temper. Fortunately, although he fought Wei Wei on the spot, he didn't choke. It was a great blessing among misfortunes.

"Even so, you can't beat people to death," Zhou Yun said helplessly, "If they are beaten to death, you are finished. Don't be so impulsive next time and call the police directly. We are all from Kyoto, so we must be reasonable. Don’t be a troublemaker.”

"Fortunately, it didn't cause a serious disaster. When the injured person regains consciousness, you can discuss the solution among yourselves. If you can't solve it, come back to the bureau to respond."

"Comrade Wei has made great contributions to saving people, and a reward will be sent to you later."

Not understanding Mrs. Fan's dirty heart hidden under the surface, Dong Jinglin came to this conclusion and wanted to lead the team away, feeling quite like running away.

"Wait, comrade police, you can't leave," said the owner of the bicycle.

"What should we do with our bicycles? Who will compensate us?" The bicycle owners looked embarrassed and were obviously confused.

Zhou Yun glared: "Of course the Jeep owner must compensate."

"But," the bicycle owner said with a bitter look on his face, "the one who hit the bicycle with his car was the heroine."

You can't ask a child to compensate them for a bicycle worth a hundred yuan, right?

They had clearly seen what happened just now in the mall and couldn't talk about it.

"That's right, but under the circumstances, it's better to hit something dead than hit someone dead." Wei Wei did not deny that she was the one who crashed the bicycle like this.

"But now, this compensation..." It is also difficult for the bicycle owner. It is absolutely impossible for the bicycle owner to just forget it.

When Wu Yi heard this, he quickly expressed his position: "Comrades, our wife will compensate according to the price. This bicycle will be fully borne by my wife." In Wu Yi's opinion, Mrs. Fan is usually so considerate and helpful, so she must be the same. Think so.

Mrs. Fan, who is unaware of personnel affairs: Are you polite? Have you asked for my opinion?

Since the victim has made such a promise, what else is there to say? It is a wish, after all, it is unreasonable to ask Wei Wei to compensate.

Although the matter came to an end, Wei Wei always felt that something was wrong. When he was thinking deeply...

"Little girl... please stay!" The young man who had hugged his sister before and was almost swept under the car pulled his sister and chased Wei Wei.

Wei Wei's flash of inspiration was interrupted, and he simply stopped thinking about it. If there was a conspiracy, it couldn't be hidden.

Turning around, Wei Wei's first impression of this man was very good. After all, in such a dangerous situation, he dared to rush forward to protect his sister with all his life. Such a person has good nature.

It's just that Wei Wei is a little confused, what's the matter with stopping her?

"Little sister, I am Zhang Menglin, and this is my sister Zhang Mengrou. Little sister, what is your name?" Zhang Menglin was full of gratitude. He had to thank the little girl properly. It was best to ask her about the situation at home, so that he could see what the little girl was doing right now. what do you need.

"Wei Wei."

"Little sister," Zhang Mengrou was in shock, "I just thanked you for saving my brother and I. I don't know how we should thank you?"

"It's a small effort, not worth mentioning. It's nothing. I'm leaving." Wei Wei waved her hand. She was in a hurry to go back and had no time to chat.

"Hey, sister Wei Wei, wait a minute," Zhang Mengrou called to Wei Wei quickly, "I don't know where my sister lives. My brother and I will come home with our parents to say thank you."

"Do you really want to thank me?" Wei Wei had no intention of pestering her, "Then just give me the money. You can watch it."

"Ah?" The brother-sister duo, are they so direct? No wonder.

What's wrong? Wei Wei seemed to have seen something incredible, and his eyes were full of curiosity. What did she just say? Why did the brother and sister suddenly blush?

Zhang Mengrou hesitated, "Would it be too insulting to just give money directly?" Isn't this bad? Doesn't it look down on people and only use money to send them away?

Zhang Menglin also nodded. His mother said that you should not rely on your status and keep your eyes above your head. That is a bad upbringing.

insult? If giving money to express gratitude is considered an insult, then Wei Wei can only say, insult as much as you like, I won't say it's too little.

All I can say is that the two in front of me are so well protected that they have never experienced any hardship in life.

"It's not insulting, not at all. Giving money is the most practical way of thanking you. I don't mind if you give more." I just don't know how your parents feel when they find out.

The brother and sister looked at each other. There was nothing they could do, but the benefactor persisted. Finally, he took out all the money and tickets and handed them to Wei Wei with embarrassment.