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The boy was taken aback by him grabbing his clothes suddenly. After realizing his reaction, he waved his hand away unceremoniously, and shouted out by pulling his neck: "What are you doing, you!!!"

"Hey!! Bag!! Little driver, you...!" Lin Yize gestured anxiously, a little incoherently: "My bag is in your car!"

The boy took a step back warily, looked him up and down, his tone was full of doubts, and he was very unfriendly: "Who are you!! What bag?"

Seeing that he didn't admit it, Lin Yize became a little anxious, grabbed his arm, and said anxiously: "3 days ago!! You forgot? At the entrance of the subway, aren't you... aren't you the driver of the black car? My bag! !"

Without waiting for the boy to respond, he even said with gestures: "Black bag, gucci, black with red and green decoration... Do you still have any memory? It fell on your car!!!"

The boy still looked at him warily, as if he had thought about it, but his eyes were a little dazed, Lin Yize felt a little cold when he looked at him, he took a deep breath to calm himself down, he pulled the boy's arm , with a kind smile on his face, he lowered his voice: "I know I know...you just need to give me the contents of the bag, how much you want, the reward is negotiable..."

The boy was stunned again, his eyes suddenly changed, he looked at him with some disgust: "What are you talking about?? I didn't take your bag!!" He rolled his eyes and turned to leave: " Neuropathy!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Lin Yize quickly grabbed his arm again, pulled him to his side, and lowered his voice again: "The things in my bag are really important to me, as long as you return them to me, what are your conditions?" Feel free to mention..."

He might have been in a bit of a hurry, and when he pulled hard, the pull was a bit heavy. The boy let out a cry, and slowly pulled his arm out, then pushed him away violently, and clenched his fists. .

This action was obviously the prelude to the fight, so the two glared at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. The boss was greeting the guests at the side, and thought it was a small friction, but when he turned his face, he found that his child was pulling with the guests , walked over quickly, and pulled the boy behind him: "What's the matter? Qingshan, talk carefully!"

The boy was dragged back two steps by the boss, angrily shook off his hand, raised his voice again, and shouted angrily at Lin Yize: "I didn't take your bag! Don't slander people!!"

Lin Yize's face darkened suddenly. He was used to being the boss, and he rarely talked to others in such a low-key way, but this boy didn't intend to pay back at all. Could it be... Think about the way he raised the price while sitting in the car , Then the next step is not to prepare the lion to open his mouth.

Thinking about it, he also calmed down completely, let go of his hands and sat on the chair, slowly lit a cigarette, and said casually: "I don't know if you really don't remember or what, I was on the subway three days ago I got on your car and gave you 100 yuan as fare when I got off the car. I made sure I had my bag with me when I got on your car, but it disappeared after getting off the car. It should have been left on your car. I I have been looking for you for the past few days, I have something very important in my bag, I hope you can return it to me, and of course I will pay you the corresponding reward..." He glanced at the boy standing in front of him, Looking at this small shop of only 2, 30 square meters, there was a trace of disdain in his eyes unconsciously, and a sarcasm smile on the corner of his mouth: "Give me back the things in the bag, mobile phone and You can take all the cash, these are not small sums, just that bag alone, the limited edition of Gucci, can also be worth a lot of money..."

The boy was able to listen quietly at the beginning, but when he heard the last sentence, he burst into flames, blushing and yelling thickly: "I said I didn't take it, so I didn't take it! What are you talking about?"

Lin Yize was also furious in his heart. He suppressed his anger, sneered, and squinted at him: "Why don't we go to the police station and ask the police to help us figure it out!" Dial 110.

The boss saw that they were getting more and more noisy, and Lin Yize wanted to call 110 again, so he became impatient, and grabbed Lin Yize's hand: "Don't call the police, sir, don't worry, let's talk..." He reached out to pull the boy again.

But the boy didn’t give the boss any face at all, he grabbed his neck and glared at him, and kept saying, “Hit me, I didn’t take your bag or I didn’t take it...you want to call the police, and I’m going to report You framed it!!"

The boss hurriedly pushed him away, and reprimanded him in a low voice: "Why can't you speak well!" Then he smiled and said to Lin Yize: "I'm sorry sir, my child has a bad temper and doesn't speak well, but he I will never take your things and refuse to return them, but this child is very careless, why don't you two go to the car to see if the bag is still in the car?"

The boy was a little anxious, so he yelled again: "Uncle!! I pulled him! But I really didn't take his bag!!" The boss glared at him, pushed him hard on the back, and reprimanded him in a low voice: "Why are you squatting at the subway entrance when you have nothing to do!!! Hurry up and take your husband to look for it!" He lowered his voice again: "Do you really want to call the police?"

Lin Yize raised his head and looked at them sideways. The boy seemed discouraged by what the boss said, so he glared at him again, turned around and left. The boss quickly turned his head and signaled Lin Yize to go with him. Lin Yize also stood up and followed.

The three walked through the kitchen, the boy opened the door curtain and walked out. There was a small alley behind the house, and the three walked for a short distance. When Lin Yize thought he was going to be sold by them, the three I finally came to an open field, the car that Lin Yize was sitting in three days ago was lying crookedly next to a wall.

The boy clattered out the keys and started the car, then stood aside with a sullen face: "I haven't moved since the car came back, you have to find it by yourself."

Lin Yize felt a little upset, thinking that if the bag was taken away by you, what else could I do? I thought about it, but he still leaned in, looked carefully, and it turned out that he really jumped out of the seat. dragged out his bag from under it.

This bag was put together with the two bags that were placed under the feet of the co-pilot before, only a black belt was exposed. It really looked like it had been left for two or three days, and a thin layer of dust fell on the belt. Looking at the two people in this way You are right, the bag was indeed left in the boy's car, and the boy did not see it.

Both of them became a little embarrassed, Lin Yize leaned his head to open the bag and looked through the things, he let out a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing missing, he felt a little bit sorry, the boy was also a little unnatural, and hummed sullenly Walking back with a sound, the boss laughed and smoothed things over: "Look at what I said, Qingshan, you kid, why don't you know how to check and check the car..."

The boy turned his head and raised his voice dissatisfied: "Then I won't be so stupid as to lose my bag?"

Lin Yize followed behind with his bag in his hand, looking a bit dingy.

When he returned to the store, Lin Yize was not in the mood to eat, he paid the bill in a hurry, took out another wad of banknotes from his bag, looked into the boy's eyes with some guilt: "I... the money I brought with me Not much, the 2000 yuan... you take it first, and I will send someone over the rest of the reward tomorrow."

The boy glanced at him with a sneer, and opened his hand: "Who cares about this broken money, you found the bag yourself, and it's none of my business!!" The tone of his words was tinged with a hint of ridicule: "Don't you Thank you if you want to call the police and arrest me!!"

Lin Yize was a little embarrassed holding the money, held it up for a long time and then took it back embarrassingly, turned around and was about to leave when the boy was stopped again: "Wait!!"

Lin Yize turned his head, and saw the boy quickly put the porridge on his table into a fast food box, threw it straight into his arms, and said forcefully, "Your porridge! Take it away!!"

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