Everyone thinks the protagonist will be blackened

He Hua took the M45 express to the imperial capital, and booked the ticket half a month in advance. The soft sleeper on the upper floor can reach the station after lying comfortably for about ten hours.

According to the original plot, he was supposed to have been framed by his classmates for stealing money when school started at the end of February, and he was expelled on the spot.Those in the family would also treat him as a stain, mercilessly reveal the fact that he was an abandoned baby, and cut off all ties with him.He had to go north by car just after the Spring Festival and when the weather had not warmed up, and because he couldn't afford a sleeper berth, he had to carry his luggage and squeeze around the hard-seat workshop along the way, standing for such a long time with difficulty.

The bad luck will not end here, he will be stolen by thieves in the car with a little change, so that he can't even eat after getting off the car, and he can only find the waiter in a bar after starving for a few days Work.

Speaking of it... Although he only has a high school degree, he doesn't need any education to find a small restaurant to make buns or work as a hair-washing worker in a barber shop. He can still provide three meals and accommodation. Why is the author so persistent in letting him What about working in a bar?

He Hua lay on the upper bunk, clasped his hands behind his head, and pressed his wallet under the pillow, quietly thinking about his changed and unchanging lives, and gradually fell asleep amid the regular sound of the wheels of the train.

After falling asleep for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt that the bed under him was a little uneven, as if someone was stepping on the ground and walking towards him, and the entire carriage even his bed board was shaking.Someone's eyes were fixed on him, and the space became narrow and congested, as if something was approaching him, spreading from his feet to his chest...

He Hua shook his body, opened his eyes suddenly, and woke up from his light sleep.

The feeling just now was not what he imagined. When he opened his eyes, he saw a person leaning on the edge of the bed with difficulty, stepping on the metal frame of the door with one foot, pressing the other hand on the edge of the bed, leaning forward and stretching the other hand to go. Enough for the suitcase behind him.

Thief!

Still here!

He Hua grabbed the hand stretched into the bed suddenly, bent his right leg and jumped out, hitting the man's stomach and kicking him off the bed.The body went down, and the wrist was still in his hand. The thief wailed sharply, and struggled half-deadly while hanging by the bed.

The other three passengers in the compartment who were recovering from sleep were also awakened by the scream.The two people on the lower berth saw a thief enter the box, and after punching them a few times, they remembered to call the police after being reminded by He Hua.

Soon, the train steward and the police rushed over and detained the thief.A young marshal raised his face and took a closer look, then exclaimed in surprise, "It's you! Why did you not change your mind and stole it from this car again?"

The older policeman shook his head and smiled, and explained to them: "This man has been committing crimes on various trains for the past six months. We caught him several times but he escaped. Thanks to your timely response, you helped us catch him." Otherwise, I don’t know how many people on this train will have their wallets taken away by him.”

The marshal praised He Hua and the others a few more words, and escorted the crying thief away.A group of good-natured people gathered around the door, and some people quietly took pictures. He Hua didn't hide, and sent the marshals out graciously, before crawling back to his bunk to continue resting.

There were already a lot of tourists who heard the news, watched and even took pictures outside the door. He Hua didn't deliberately avoid the camera lens of his mobile phone, and he graciously sent the marshals out before climbing back to his berth.

In his opinion, this incident was just an insignificant incident, and he ignored it after returning.However, modern society is already a society without privacy. During the ten hours he spent on the train, a large amount of text and picture information about the train theft case had been posted on the Internet. It was exposed in another form to those who were bound to be related to him.

The pickpocketing stopped the moment he caught the thief, but more tentacles sprouting from the shadows were still lurking, waiting to create more dangers and obstacles for him.

He himself didn't realize this, but just adapted to school life step by step, met new classmates from the finance department, and established a good relationship with the two local students who shared the same bed.Their dormitory was originally a four-person room, but one student never arrived. Later, it was rumored that the rich second generation of a big company did not live in the school, so they stopped worrying about it and piled up their extra luggage in peace On the bed by the door.

The first thing after the school officially started was military training. Dozens of people from the whole department were dragged to the outskirts of the military area to train hard for a month and came back.All the students in the class were tanned and faded, two shades darker, and the somewhat bookish image when they first entered school suddenly took on the color of a hot-blooded boy, making them even more heroic and dashing.

The time of living together in the military camp was also the day when the students' relationship developed by leaps and bounds.After completing the hard training during the day, there are no mobile phones or computers to distract you at night, so everyone’s energy is focused on chatting, talking about their high school life, their dreams about university, what kind of dormitory for girls they don’t know, and what to watch before entering school. News and jokes from...

When we were talking about this topic, a tall boy in the next bed suddenly asked He Hua: "By the way, I think you look like that handsome guy who went crazy on Weibo a few days ago, but you are a bit darker than him. "

It is dark, how can it not be dark after a month of sun exposure.He Hua didn't admit it directly, but smiled vaguely and shyly, and asked, "What kind of picture, did you see it on the news?"

Although it wasn't on the news, the photos of him catching thieves with the policeman Shushu were also circulated many times on Weibo and Mouya. By the end of the military training, the enthusiasm for him hadn't completely dissipated.And amidst the overwhelming information and pictures, a seemingly unrelated microblog was quietly posted, @曾曾雷老师 of the PETS Asia Care Cannon Fodder Organization.

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As soon as I opened the Weibo page at night, I saw dozens of new @我的新闻 in the upper right corner.These days, because the protagonist has gone to college, the real player has no chance to play, so he doesn't complain to me much. I've been free for a while, and it's a bit surprising that there are so many news all of a sudden.

Click to take a closer look, they are all the same message, from an account that has never been seen before.The specific content is: "Mr. Lei, I have heard of your name a long time ago. I heard that you are a sociologist who really cares about us cannon fodder, so I came here to ask you for help. I am in a very dangerous situation now, please Please help me! My bank card number is 6XXXXXXXXX, and the payee is Xiao Tou. Please wait online!"

... Is this the Weibo version of scam text messages?Or an upgraded beggar?

I checked his Weibo account, and found that this account was newly opened, and there were only a few messages asking for money, which looked like a scam.However, out of the consideration of being responsible to customers, I still asked in my reply: "May I ask what happened to you now? If necessary, I can help you initiate social donations."

The man's reply came quickly, and the content was very simple and straightforward: "I just escaped from the detention center. There are wanted people everywhere, and it is difficult to speak. Please ask the teacher to support me with a few thousand yuan for the ticket and meal. contact you."

He was quite methodical, but the more he spoke, the more he sounded like a liar.I simply sent a private message to ask: "I want to help you, but can you tell me the specific reason first? I promise not to disclose your privacy."

He sent several crying emojis, which seemed to mean he was miserable: "My role is very small, just stealing the protagonist's money on the train going to Beijing, and I ended up waiting for half a year... half a year! This For more than half a year, I took dozens of trains to find him, and I was checked by the police several times, and I saved up a cigarette case for the ticket...By the way, Mr. Lei, can you reimburse me for the ticket?"

I asked him to take a photo of the ticket face with his mobile phone, and send it to me later so that I can settle the money, and then asked in the reply: "Where are you now, is it convenient to get the ticket?"

Xiao Tou replied quickly: "I'm in Lucheng, and I keep these things close at hand all the time."

I asked him: "Are you in Lucheng? I'm also working in Lucheng. Where are you close? I'll ask someone to bring you some food first. Do you have a place to stay at night?"

He was really rude to me, and immediately replied: "Everything, is there a safe place? I am under the bridge hole at No. [-], Jingsan Road, North District, Lucheng. Where are you? When can you come to meet me? If you can come here It’s good to bring cash, it’s convenient to pay by card.”

I smiled slightly, picked up my mobile phone and dialed 110 to call the police. I also took a screenshot of the conversation and sent it through a text message.

I think he will be able to live without worrying about board and lodging tonight, so he really doesn't need to thank me too much.

I have always insisted that I am just an ordinary social practitioner, and I don't want to exalt my profession too much, but this case really brought me a lot of reflection.

Because no criminals have ever approached me for consultation before, I also subconsciously excluded this group of people from my work targets, but in fact, these people are the most in need of care and behavioral intervention.After this case, I also re-outlined the scope of care of the studio, and gradually planned to put the probation of criminal cannon fodder and making them on the right path in life into the work plan for the second half of the year.

I really didn't expect that the specific work came before me before the plan was made. On a day of chaos and chaos, I received the most troublesome request for help so far when I opened a studio.

"Mr. Lei, I am Long Teng, the boss of the Long Teng Gang. I have something to ask you urgently! You know, the protagonist was supposed to work in the bar under my command, but he didn't go to Beijing for more than half a year. I'm working part-time in the building materials market, and I don't give us Long Teng any face at all! A few brothers under my command were desperately looking forward to the opportunity to appear on the stage, so they tied up the protagonist in a moment of anxiety. How do you think this will end?"