Treasure identifying Golden Finger

0After finishing his cool in the next room, Faang Cheng slowly sauntered back to his own bed, and only then did he realise that Zhou Yan was already back! Seeing the food on the table, Faang Cheng fiercely rushed up, picked up the lunchbox, and started to eat heartily. As he ate, he praised Zhou Yan.    

    

"Zhou Yan, you are becoming more and more considerate and attentive. When you wake up, you even prepared food.    

    

From the perspective of outsiders, Faang Cheng's manner of eating might seem like he had not eaten for ten days to half a month.    

    

"That's because you've been too tired these past few days!"    

    

Zhou Yan turned white with anger at Faang Cheng, and then opened his mouth with complete seriousness.    

    

"Just now when I went out to buy food … I've discovered something. I wonder if there will be any problems! "    

    

"What's wrong?"    

    

On the way back, he threw a pork chop into his mouth and asked while chewing,    

    

"When I first went to the dining car, I accidentally bumped into an especially sturdy man. He seemed to be a little nervous and I didn't pay much attention to him at first, but … On the way back, I thought about it again and again. When I bumped into him just now, my arm seemed to have been stabbed by something hard on his waist … "    

    

"Hey, what am I thinking, Zhou Yan, a man like you actually thought about it after being hit by someone? It's not that this bro is talking about you, but that you're a bit narrow-minded! "    

    

Before Zhou Yan could finish his sentence, he was naturally received by Faang Cheng.    

    

"Eat your food, I'm not done yet!"    

    

Zhou Yan pointed to Faang Cheng's lunchbox helplessly and continued.    

    

"No matter how I think about it, I feel that the thing that was pressing against my hand seems to be... It's a gun! "    

    

Hearing Zhou Yan's words, Faang Cheng almost choked to death on a mouthful of food in his mouth. He violently coughed for a while, then flushed as he looked at Zhou Yan.    

    

"Are you sure it's a gun?"    

    

"I'm sure, but …" It shouldn't have anything to do with us, but specifically what they do … I don't know! On this international train, I can only hope that they are not a terrorist organization! "    

    

Zhou Yan had stayed abroad for a long time, so he was very clear about the organization's hateful and terrifying nature. There were hundreds of people on this train, and if they were really members of a terrorist organization, then the consequences would be unimaginable.    

    

Seeing Zhou Yan's serious expression, Faang Cheng also realized that the situation might become serious, but... The three of them looked at each other, not knowing if they should inform the police or something like that!    

    

The train had already entered into his own country. If those people were really members of terrorist organizations, then even if they did not commit any terrorist acts on the train, their actions would definitely be carried out on this land. If it was in another country, Faang Cheng would not have been so bored to do nothing to relax, but in his own country, Faang Cheng could not help but to be worried! Therefore, the sense of justice he had just felt exploded once again. Faang Cheng quickly finished the last mouthful of rice in the lunchbox and stood up with a "whoosh".    

    

"Lucky day, you stay behind. Zhou Yan, come with me to the police office!"    

    

After passing through three carriages, they finally arrived at the police officer's office which was located in the middle of the train! Since they had already passed the national border, when the train was changing wheels, all the staff on board, including the conductor, the chief flight attendant, and the cabin crew, were all replaced by people from their own country!    

    

Faang Cheng lightly knocked on the cabin police's door, and before long, the door opened. A young police officer in his twenties, was looking at them impatiently with a phone in his hand.    

    

"What's wrong?"    

    

Actually, the policemen on the train were rather idle. The things they did the most on the train were to resolve the sudden conflict between the passengers, to help the flight attendant maintain the order of the passengers when the train was in trouble or in an accident, and also to help them catch the thief. Normally, it was very difficult to encounter any major problems, so the policemen on the train were usually very young! However, there were advantages and disadvantages to having a major event. The advantage was that not having a major event was always a good thing, so who would all day long be anticipating a major event that required the police to be in charge of? The disadvantage of it is that these young policemen are already used to it. No matter what it is, he will feel annoyed and flustered. For example … This person in front of Faang Cheng!    

    

Here... "Are there no other guards besides you?    

    

Faang Cheng's words carried a very clear hint of distrust.    

    

"Eh? What do you mean? "    

    

Seeing Faang Cheng's attitude, the little policeman became even angrier, and his tone became even more serious.    

    

"What do I mean? You're so grown-up, yet you still can't understand me?"    

    

Faang Cheng glanced at the phone in the policeman's hand, it was obviously a game interface. The policeman saw Faang Cheng's eyes sweeping through his phone, so he quickly turned it off, and unnaturally coughed twice.    

    

"If you have anything to say, just tell me. My master went on a patrol car!"    

    

Seeing that he was getting serious, Faang Cheng did not bother with him anymore and asked Zhou Yan to explain what happened just now to the little policeman. Right after Zhou Yan finished speaking, the little policeman couldn't help but laugh.    

    

"A terrorist organization with a gun? Ha ha-ha, you think this is just a movie? Do you know how strict the border check from Mongolia to China is? You can find out with a single blade, but you're probably kidding me when you tell me that someone got on the train with a gun. "    

    

The little policeman simply did not believe what Zhou Yan had said. As if he was watching a joke, he looked at Faang Cheng and Zhou Yan with a face full of disdain.    

    

"Besides, who are you?" You could be sure he had a gun just by hitting him with your arm? Even we cops don't dare to say we can do this? Aren't you guys watching too many godly dramas? "    

    

Seeing that not only did the little policeman not believe them, he even ridiculed them, causing Faang Cheng's anger to immediately rise.    

    

"I finally understand why people nowadays don't care about themselves and stay aloof. It's all for a reason. As a servant of the people, you refuse to spend even a little time to confirm that the questions or clues provided by others are real. Then, you directly refute and reject them. "Now that I've said it, I don't care whether you believe me or not. In any case, if there really is a problem, I will tell the world that I've already warned the police on the train, but they won't listen. They say I've watched too many movies!"    

    

After saying that, just as Faang Cheng turned his head and was about to leave, he heard a man cheering behind him.    

    

"Well said!"    

    

Faang Cheng turned his head when he heard the voice, only to see a middle-aged man in his forties wearing the uniform of a police officer walking towards him. His expression was somewhat stern, first, he sized himself up slightly, then he shifted his gaze to the little policeman, and before he could say anything, he slapped him twice on the back of his head.    

    

"Stinky, I asked you to stay in the office and help the masses solve their problems. Is this how you solve them?"    

    

The young policeman was obviously afraid of the other party, so he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.    

    

"You are his master?"    

    

Faang Cheng looked at the old policeman in front of him who politely stretched out his hand.    

    

"Oh, yes! My surname is Wang, and I'm the police chief of this train! "    

    

The old policeman hurriedly introduced himself.    

    

"Comrade, about that … I'm sorry, what kind of things do you have to say to me? This Stinky has only been a police officer for three months, there are many things that you don't understand, I hope you can understand! "    

    

Hearing that his master was trying to explain things to him, the young policeman felt wronged.    

    

"Master …" They told me that there might be members of a terrorist organization on this train.    

    

"Yes, why not? The crowd's words were … No, wait a minute, what do they say we have in the car? A terrorist organization? "    

    

Sheriff Wang's reaction was evidently slower by a beat. He turned his head to look at Faang Cheng with suspicion, as if seeking confirmation.    

    

"You … Are you kidding me? "    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]