South to North: A Prison Guard at the Beginning

On May 15, 1978, a transfer order arrived at Harbin No. 1 Prison.

Ningyang Railway Public Security Bureau:

Comrade Yuan Mu is planned to be transferred to the Criminal Police Team of our bureau. Please report within seven days after receiving this transfer order.

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On the train from Harbin to Ningyang.

Yuan Mu was sitting on a seat in a carriage, carrying his luggage and miscellaneous things, reading a book in his hand.

Taking a train in this era can be summed up in two words: suffering. It is really suffering. Not to mention the lack of air conditioning, the key is that there are all kinds of smells on the train, including fart, chicken shit, sweat, and other smells mixed together. It is so sour.

Moreover, there were so many people in the carriage that many of them had no seats at all. Some were standing, some simply lay under the seats, and some even climbed onto the luggage rack and lay down.

There were all kinds of people doing all kinds of things, chatting, playing chess, drinking, and arguing.

At this time, the train's radio was still broadcasting the thoughts of great men, which was a unique product of this era.

"Please make way for us! Those coming from the south! Those going to the north! Those from Jiamusi! Those from Hegang! Those working in cotton spinning! Those working in the factory! Those who are about to take over the job! Those going to the countryside! Those who joined the production team! Those who couldn't find a job on the way back! Those who are speculating! Those who are profiteering! Those who are committing petty crimes! All of you are honest people! It's not easy for everyone to be away from home. Please take care of each other!"

At this time, a young man in a blue uniform with a bag hanging on his chest walked towards the carriage while shouting a jingle.

Hearing this familiar voice, Yuan Mu looked back. Isn't this Cai Xiaonian? This guy has also become a train conductor. I remember that the last time I went back to Ningyang was more than a year ago. At that time, Cai Xiaonian had not yet started working.

At this moment, a chicken flew over the crowd, causing everyone to jump in panic. Chicken feathers scattered all over the ground. Yuan Mu helplessly reached out to scatter the feathers.

"Whose chicken is this! Why did it take off?" At this time, a man in a blue uniform and a red armband with the word "Flight Police" written on his right arm grabbed the flying chicken.

Yuan Mu looked up and saw that it was Wang Xin! Oh my god, now he saw two people from the compound.

"Comrade! This is my chicken!" an old lady stood up and shouted.

Yuan Mu smiled, and then saw Wang Xin pass him by to deliver the chicken to the old lady. He didn't see him, so he wasn't in a hurry, as he would see him later. He didn't expect that Wang Xin had become a policeman now.

Yuan Mu didn't care about that and continued to look down at his book. In fact, he really wanted to smoke a cigarette, but if you leave this train now, the seat will be gone immediately and will definitely be taken by someone else.

He was a policeman, and he couldn't argue with the common people about these things, could he? He had no choice but to endure it and wait until the station was about to arrive before going to the connection area of ​​the carriage to smoke.

At this moment, a man five or six rows in front of Yuan Mu stood up in panic, jumping up and down looking for his bag.

"Hey, where's my bag? Where did my bag go? Has anyone seen my bag? It was clearly right here just now! Where's my bag?"

In another carriage, Wang Xin also noticed the situation here and hurriedly passed the crowd and rushed towards the man.

"Make way! Make way! Everyone, make way!"

When the man saw Wang Xin, he seemed to have found his backbone all of a sudden, but his tone was still very anxious.

"Oh, comrade police officer, my bag fell. It was there just now. I was holding it up to my chest, and then my bag fell!"

"The bag was lost, right? What kind of bag was it?" Wang Xin asked with a frown.

"A black bag of this size, with a Shanghai brand, and the words Shanghu are written on it." The man gestured quickly.

"Then what's in your bag?" Wang Xin continued to ask.

"There are three pancakes in the bag..." The man hesitated at this point.

"That's all?" Wang Xin raised his eyebrows.

"Also, there is half a pack of ginseng cigarettes and a bag of medicinal herbs. Ouch, I have been holding them in my arms, how could they be lost?" The man was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Wang Xin was speechless. The man had a strong accent and he couldn't understand him when he spoke too fast.

"Speak slower. If you speak too fast, I won't understand you. How did you lose your bag?"

"I don't know. My bag disappeared when I got on the bus last night. I couldn't sleep because I was afraid that the thief would steal my bag."

Wang Xin was even more confused now. What he was talking about sounded like he had a shoe insole stuffed in his mouth. After struggling for a long time, he finally figured it out.

"Everyone, listen to me, has anyone seen his bag? It's got a Shanghai license plate, it's so big, and it's black?" Wang Xin asked the people around him.

But once on the train, everyone can only take care of themselves. Who can take care of others? So everyone shook their heads.

Seeing this, Wang Xin asked the people around the man and then took the man to the exit, ready to get off the bus to look for it.

Yuan Mu shook his head and was not prepared to take care of this matter. After all, these were all trivial matters and Wang Xin could handle them by himself. It was time for him to solve his smoking problem. Taking advantage of the time when changing stations, he wanted to get off the bus to smoke a cigarette and get some fresh air.

The train arrived at the station, and Yuan Mu got off with the crowd. Standing on the platform, he took a few deep breaths of fresh air. My God, the air is so good, much better than in the carriage. This station is Chunlin, and we will soon arrive in Ningyang.

Yuan Mu quickly finished his cigarette and was about to get on the bus. At this time, most people were about to get off the bus. Just as he got on the bus, he saw a sneaky person out of the corner of his eye.

The man was wearing gray and white work clothes, dark blue pants, and a pair of rubber shoes. He covered his chest with his hands. His clothes were bulging, and it was obvious that there was something inside. He walked past Yuan Mu and headed forward.

Based on my intuition, I knew there must be something wrong with this person. He met all the characteristics of a thief: sneaking around, with wandering eyes, walking in a hurry, and observing secretly.

Just when Yuan Mu wanted to intervene, he saw Wang Xin get off the train in the front carriage and stopped the man.

Then the two men started chasing each other. It turned out that the man was quite agile and dodged Wang Xin's attempts to capture him several times. When he ran in front of Yuan Mu, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, then stepped forward with his right leg. The man flew up into the air, but was caught by Yuan Mu and pinned to the ground.

Then Yuan Mu tied his hands behind his back, held them with one hand, and reached into his arms with his right hand and pulled. A black bag with a Shanghai license plate appeared in Yuan Mu's hand.

At this time, Wang Xin also ran over. He didn't see what Yuan Mu looked like, but he immediately stepped forward, took out handcuffs, handcuffed the man, and then thanked Yuan Mu.

"Thank you very much, comrade. You are very skilled!"

[ps: In this article, the protagonist is not familiar with the plot and only has vague memories. Please do not stand in the God's perspective when watching. Thank you. ]