Inscription of Different Cases

The other party was just a thief, and he just picked up a gap to get him. Han Lang didn't need much effort to pin him down in the alley two streets away.His head was pinned down by Han Lang and he couldn't move. Just as his face touched the ground, he began to cry loudly: "Please forgive me! Please forgive me, please!"

"Where's the stuff?" Han Lang asked forcefully.

This little thief is not very old, maybe a little over ten years old, because he looks younger because he is thin.At this moment, he wailed and said, "Let go of me, please, let me go and I will pay you back!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Han Lang with teary eyes, his face was a little flushed by the rough ground, and he looked a little pitiful.The pinched wrist was sweaty and slippery. As soon as Han Lang let go, he struggled desperately, and he didn't hand over the stolen goods. He wanted to run away when he saw it.

"Don't play tricks!" Han Lang had seen this kind of trick a lot, immediately grabbed the opponent's wrist with both hands, lifted him up, and threw him against the wall.The fall was quite heavy, and the little thief screamed, his nose was almost bleeding from Han Lang's knock.

"My lord, my lord, I was wrong!"

Han Lang stopped talking nonsense with him, and searched through his pockets in a businesslike manner, and found a blade long from his finger, and then the stolen jade pendant.The little thief was still whimpering and muttering something, his body was still jumping up and down under Han Lang's restraint, like a little monkey just out of the mountain.

Han Lang continued to search, and found another money bag, which was heavy.He opened it and saw that there was everything in it, buttons, broken silver, finger rings, all kinds of odds and ends that he didn't know where he found it, and the bag was full.

"Oh, hands are really dishonest." He sneered.

Seeing that Han Lang had taken the bag, the little thief suddenly howled even louder, swearing all over Han Lang's family, saying that he beat and robbed people.As he spoke, he began to cry again, turned around and grabbed Han Lang's trouser legs with a stern face and refused to let go.Fortunately, it was in the alley, but if it was on the street, it would really look like Han Lang bullied him again.

This child is young, so he is different from the thieves he has caught before, but Han Lang can't guarantee whether it is a new trick or not.At this moment, a voice cut in: "Oh, what a mess?"

Han Lang turned his head following the voice, and saw He Yijiu coming in from the alley with his hands behind his back.The dirty little thief still hugged Han Lang and did not let go, wiping his tears and nose all over him.This made He Yijiu amused, Han Lang glared at him, pulled him away by the collar of the thief, and said coldly, "What's your name?"

The little thief cried so hard that his throat was almost broken.

Han Lang was speechless, and asked again: "Where are the parents?"

The little thief howled so loudly that it could be heard outside the alley, and called Han Lang a bastard, smelly and shameless, bullying children.Han Lang lost his mind and sighed.He originally wanted to take him back to the yamen, but seeing that the child was young, he was afraid that he would die in two days if he was thrown into the torture prison.It was the first time to catch such a young thief, and he was not guilty of death, but it was impossible to let him go.This made Han Lang a little embarrassed.

He Yijiu stood aside and watched for a while. From Han Lang's expression, he knew what he was struggling with, so he stepped forward and said, "I don't think it's that simple. Someone ordered this kid. Let him go, and I'll ask."

"You come?"

Han Lang instantly thought of He Yijiu's identity.It can't be a group, right?The next moment he dismissed the idea, no matter what, He Yijiu could still be trusted.So he let go of the hand holding the child's collar, pushed the child, and handed it to He Yijiu.

In the end, He Yijiu was even more ruthless than him, pulling the child's hair up was a slap in the face.The child was so beaten that he forgot to cry, Han Lang looked at Yu Xin and couldn't bear to stop him, He Yijiu signaled him not to use his eyes.

"To deal with someone, you have to use any means." He said.

"I see that you little bastard has a sharp eye, and you don't step on the plate before you work. Don't you know that this is your land?" He Yijiu directly picked him up, with a grin on his face, and stared The little thief repeatedly made mistakes, "Which family raised it, how long has it been in the industry, and is it bloody?"

"Cheng and Chengdong Santou camps, led by Zhang Daddy, worked for a year and a half. The family's blood is very dry, Mr. He, please hold your hands high..."

"Don't care about your blood and blood, there are rules in one line of work. You, Lord He, are the biggest in Anping. Regardless of who you are, you deliberately don't give us face. How long has your father been here?"

"Half a month, less than half a month."

"Eating fishy rice?"

"No, no... just an ordinary craftsman," the little thief murmured more and more, his head almost retracted into his neck, "I'm a loser, so my good father left me and taught me my crafts."

Han Lang couldn't help frowning when he heard them talking nonsense.He had been in contact with all kinds of prisoners before, and now he could barely understand a few words.Blood generally refers to money, and dry blood means no money. It seems that He Yijiu is trying to get rid of the fat and water, and intends to cheat.As for being a good father, eating fishy rice, etc., he really didn't understand.

He Yijiu slapped the thief again after hearing a "slap": "What did he tell you? You're full of bullshit! I see that you just don't want to live today, be careful that you've ruined your tricks!"

Han Lang couldn't stand it anymore, he was a child after all, how could he hit him so hard.But He Yijiu winked at him vigorously and gestured to him, telling him to wait.

The little thief didn't just know how to play tricks like before. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Yes, it's Daddy who won't let me tell you. If you say it, you'll eat the elixir, cut off your tongue and go to the street as a beggar."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly knelt down towards He Yijiu, kowtowed three times and shouted: "Master He, save the little one, I will be filial to Master He for the rest of my life. I beg you! The little one dare not mess with daddy It's over, daddy will abolish the little one sooner or later, Mr. He, please--"

He Yijiu didn't say anything, but the little thief kowtowed non-stop until his forehead was covered in blood.This time Han Lang finally spoke, pulled He Yijiu away and asked, "What's going on, what did you tell him?"

"I'll tell you later." He Yijiu patted his hand, then turned his head and said to the little thief, "Master He doesn't accept a follower, but seeing how pitiful you are, I can help you. I'm the most disgusting person in my life." The stinky bastard with fishy rice hangs around under my eyes all day long, and doesn't want to get a piece of the pie. You give your father's old background to this official, and then beg him to spare your life."

The little thief froze for a while, and immediately crawled over with hands and feet and pulled Han Lang's clothes: "Master, Lord, I will tell you everything, I will tell you--"

Han Lang couldn't get rid of him, so He Yijiu smiled and said, "Okay, take it back, he will tell you how many hairs his ancestors have on their eighteenth generation."

On the way back, Han Lang understood what was going on.

He Yijiu said that such small thieves are usually led by someone, the so-called "artisan", Han Lang understands the thief's leader.But this little thief is special, he won't report his background when he sees him, and he doesn't know his identity.He suspects that the child is new here, especially since he calls out "good daddy", in He Yijiu's original words, "Screaming like a prostitute meeting a procuress."

"Usually only those who eat fishy rice call it that. I'm afraid that people will find out the clues. If you go to the police, it will be troublesome." Seeing that Han Lang couldn't understand, He Yijiu explained, "It's a kidnapper, abducted and trafficked." Children and women."

The heinous kidnappers are shouted and beaten by everyone everywhere, even if they are not seen in the lower class, so when He Yijiu mentioned these words, his face was full of contempt.

The law of the court was very strict on kidnappers, Han Lang immediately frowned after hearing this: "Are there any kidnappers in the county?"

"It looks like there is," He Yijiu said, seeing Han Lang looking at him, he added, "Don't worry, I really look down on these things that are not as good as pigs and dogs, and I will definitely not hide them if I encounter them. Don't worry." Care about what I said, in front of outsiders, I will definitely not be able to express my position clearly. Well, this is not helping you with the case. "

Han Lang just smiled and thanked him.This made He Yijiu feel a little embarrassed, rubbed his nose and said, "You're welcome."

In the end, the little thief was not imprisoned, but locked in the interrogation room. Han Lang asked A Bao to return the jade pendant to Yao Qi, and came to interrogate him himself.This thief was also strange, he was still grateful to Han Lang when he entered the interrogation room, acting like a lifesaver.Seeing this, He Yijiu explained to Han Lang: "He will definitely be punished if he goes back like this, and he might lose his life. Since he is called a 'loser', he must not be sold, so he can only stay by his side as a beast keep it."

The little thief burst into tears when he heard this, and said, "Master He is right, the little one was born with six fingers, but he was cut off later, but no one would want to leave a scar there. If it wasn't for Master He and the official to save Take the little one's life, and the little one will die when he goes back."

After hearing this, Han Lang hated the kidnapper even more, and comforted the child, saying: "It's okay, the Yamen must be safe."

The child nodded and told him everything he knew that day, including where the kidnappers came from, how many people were there, where they lived, and so on.Before Han Lang left, he told the yamen servants to take good care of him, and the thief kowtowed respectfully again, and shouted, "Master Guan, don't worry, the little one will definitely not escape."

He Yijiu joked with him with a smile: "It's better to be a younger brother and accept it."

Han Lang glanced at him: "You are dreaming."

It was already evening when the two of them finished their work, and they ran non-stop to the place mentioned by the thief.Unexpectedly, when we arrived at the place, people had gone to the building, and the place was empty, not even a single hair was left.

"Tsk, the news is quite well-informed." He Yijiu whistled.

Han Lang sighed: "Sure enough, it's not that easy."

They turned around and asked around, but still got nothing.What touched Han Lang was that He Yijiu had been running around with him all the time, worrying about it as if it were his own business.Han Lang teased him about whether he was going to change his ways, and He Yijiu shrugged his shoulders and said calmly, "It's nothing. I met a kidnapper when I was a child, and I almost suffered."

Han Lang didn't speak anymore, his expression was a bit complicated.He knew a little about He Yijiu's experience, and he always heard him talking about those topics like a normal person.He was well acquainted with these shady trades, but had no part in them.All he does is cheating and deceitful business, taking advantage of loopholes, playing tricks, and doing no harm.He would rescue someone who fell into the water, and he didn't give up taking care of it even when he was dying of illness, and he didn't care about remuneration. Before, he kept saying that he would ask Han Lang to pay back the money, but now he never mentioned it again.

So he said to He Yijiu, "It's good to know you, too."

He Yijiu was taken aback: "Have you knocked your head?"

"Come on, because I'm in a good mood," Han Lang ignored him, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

He Yijiu looked at his back, his brows were furrowed in doubt at first, but then gradually softened.