The food was transported quickly, and these people were next. Fubao looked at them and said: "These people cannot be kept."
Because they saw the true faces of Fubao and the others, if they really let them go, it is very likely that Huangjia Village would be implicated by them.
Besides, these are just walking renminbi. They come here to steal national property.
Huang Wulang said: "I understand..."
Fu Bao looked at him and said, "No, you don't understand. Send them directly to the brown bear!"
Huang Wulang nodded and sent these people directly to the brown bear, and soon heard the "roaring" sound of the brown bear.
Fu Bao will never be merciful. These people are going to attack her, and they don't know if they will affect her merit points, but she can't care so much now.
Fu Bao took the food directly back to Peach Blossom Valley, put the food away, and they went down the mountain.
As soon as I arrived in the village, I felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the village. Someone from the orphanage hurriedly ran over and said: "Boss, it's said that people from our refugee camp stole someone else's bicycle, and now the police are in the refugee camp!"
Fu Bao looked at Huang Wulang, who frowned and said, "What do you mean? You said we stole someone else's bicycle?"
"Yes, Fatty Sun called the police. Go and see what to do, right?"
Huang Wulang directly picked up Fubao, and a group of people rushed towards the refugee camp. Sure enough, when they arrived at the refugee camp, they saw many police officers surrounding the door.
Huang Wulang quickly said: "What do you want to do?"
The leading police officer sneered:
"Refugee camp, I think you might as well call them bandits! Is it still reasonable to steal someone's bicycle?
I tell you, none of you can run away. When the investigation is over, you all have to follow me. "
Huang Wulang looked at the police and said, "How did you determine that this bicycle was stolen?"
Fatty Sun howled:
"The bicycles there are obviously bicycles from our clan. Last time we came here, all 18 of them were stolen.
Even everything we had on our bodies was picked up completely. It must have been done by this refugee camp. There were also marks on our bicycles. "
Huang Wulang sighed and said: "I just want to ask what marks are on your bicycles? Since there are marks, it will be easier to tell."
"Ha! Huang Wulang, stop pretending. Just wait, I'll let you go to jail this time." Fatty Sun said with his hands on his hips: "There are several holes in the back seat of our bicycles. , location here.”
She gestured with the police bike as she spoke, and then she continued: "There are holes in several places, here, and here."
Huang Wulang looked at her and said: "Big Fatty Sun, don't regret it when the time comes! Everyone has heard what she said. Don't say again when the time comes, let's trade this for that."
Big Fat Sun put his hands on his hips and said, "Bah! I, Big Fat Sun, keep my word, not bandits like you."
Huang Wulang then waved his hand and said: "Let the police comrades go in and take a look! Lest others say that we are all bandits, alas! It is very difficult to live a good life now!"
Qin Xiaohua smiled and said: "Pretend, keep pretending! I'll see how you pretend when the police arrest you later?"
Mrs. Huang also hurried over. After hearing these words, she looked at Fu Bao with worry in her heart.
Fu Bao looked at Old Mrs. Huang with a smile and said, "Miscellaneous..."
"Ouch! Why are you so tanned after two days of not seeing each other? You must have lost weight again. Let's go home and eat delicious food in a while." Old Mrs. Huang hugged Fu Bao and said, "My dear, does this matter?"
Fu Bao drank the milk slowly and said, "Let's go in and have a look too!"
Mrs. Huang carried Fubao directly into the refugee camp. There was a room in the refugee camp dedicated to learning. Sometimes Fubao would come to teach them some Chinese medicinal materials at night.
There are also teachers here who teach them how to write. They are several junior high school students.
The place is kept in an orderly manner, and the front yard of the refugee camp is filled with various vegetables. Who allowed mountain spring water in the refugee camp?
The mountain spring water was brought down bit by bit from the mountain, and several water tanks were filled.
"Hey, dear, there is so much water in the refugee camp?" Big Fatty Sun asked, "Why aren't we using this water?"
The village chief Huang Xiaohe snorted coldly: "Why should I give it to your family? You don't belong to Huangjia Village at all."
Qin Xiaohua squeezed to the front, looked at the village chief Huang Xiaohe and said, "Humph! Just help the Huang family! Didn't they just give you food? Don't you know where the food came from?"
"Wherever it comes from, it has nothing to do with your family, so I won't give you food. I'll make you mad." Old Mrs. Huang hugged Fu Bao, looked at Qin Xiaohua fiercely and said, "They have tried to harm our family over and over again. The son’s beast.”
Just when Qin Xiaohua was about to take action, she saw everyone in the refugee camp staring at her fiercely.
She trembled with fright and said: "Look at whatever you want, if there's anything interesting to see, when we find out that you are bandits, we will arrest you all."
The policeman coughed and said, "Okay, okay, what are you doing! Our focus is to check the bicycles and push out all the bicycles you have here."
So, after a while, all the bicycles in the refugee camp were rolled out, a total of 20 bicycles.
Big Fat Sun looked at so many bicycles and laughed loudly:
"Do you think refugees can buy so many bicycles? These are not stolen. Where did they get them?
It seems that it’s not just my family that is in trouble, right? "
Big Fatty Sun's brothers stood next to Fatty Sun, looked at the Huang family coldly and said, "Wait and see, if it's really you who did it, you will return all our watches, food, and money."
"I also have a gold necklace."
"I also lost a gold ring and asked them to return it to me."
"I also have a jade pendant, it's a family heirloom! They also took it all away."
The people in the entire refugee camp were excited. The twenty bicycles were lined up in a row. The police comrade said: "Okay, let's find out about the bicycles first. Are you sure these bicycles belong to you?"
"It must be ours! It's just that the color of the bike is not right. They probably re-did it."
The police looked at these bicycles, then checked the so-called marks and said: "Then take a closer look. There are no marks on these bicycles, not even one."
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible..." Big Fatty Sun shouted loudly.
But no matter how hard she searched, she couldn't find any mark. The policeman looked at her helplessly and said, "Big Fatty Sun, didn't you say you have evidence?"
"Impossible, how come our bicycles don't have marks? These bicycles must have been subcontracted." Big Fat Sun almost cried.
