The next morning, a scrap collection station four kilometers north of Dongjiang Station opened its doors. An old man wearing glasses looked outside and saw a young man standing at the door, carrying a heavy woven bag on his shoulders.
The old man asked what was in the woven bag, and the young man said it was scrap metal. As I walked into the store filled with waste products, I put down the woven bag and looked inside. There was only a small long space left in the store for people to walk around; there was a scale on the right side of the store door, and a scale on the left side. There is a desk with an abacus or something on it.
The old man asked the young man to put the scrap iron in the woven bag on the scale. One pound, 144 kilograms. The young man pointed to the abacus on the table and said, "Use this abacus to calculate how much is the total?" The half-old man pressed his glasses and blew his particularly piercing vaginal hook nose. Then he said lightly that it depends on whether the iron in your woven bag is pig iron or wrought iron. The prices of pig iron and wrought iron are different, and the calculations are also different.
The young man said "Oh" and was about to ask the price of pig iron and the price of wrought iron. Before he could ask, the old man asked him to pour out the scrap iron in the bag for inspection. It poured out with a bang, but not all at once. A pile of scrap metal, but a handful of wrenches that are 70% to 80% new.
The half-old man looked at it in surprise and asked suspiciously, where did this come from? The young man replied, "Don't ask where it came from. Do you accept it?" The old man smiled dullly and immediately expressed his attitude. Of course I want to accept it, but if you don't tell the origin of it, how can I dare to accept it?
The young man lowered his voice and told you that I stole this from the Dongjiang Railway Work Area last night. I will sell it to you as scrap iron. You can make wrought iron or pig iron and calculate the price. Do you want it?
The half-old man didn't answer, and lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about something. The young man walked around to him again and said, Master, are you afraid that my stealing these more than ten wrenches will affect you? Don't worry, I'll tell you again, my name is Xu Sijin, and I stole these wrenches just to go to jail. Now you collect this thing, hide it, and give me as much money as you want.
The old man shook his head and said, "I don't want to get into trouble. I don't dare to ask for your things. If the police find out then, they will be suspected of selling stolen goods and will be charged with selling stolen goods. I won't be able to escape."
Xu Sijin put his hands on his hips and showed no fear. He also told the master not to be afraid and told him a method, "Master, you can do it this way. If I don't tell you that you have taken my things, no one will know." As soon as I went out, you reported to the police that you found a young man carrying a bag of wrenches to sell to you as scrap products. You suspected that he had stolen it and did not accept it, so the young man took away the bag of wrenches again. You provided clues. If you catch this bad guy like me, won't it be considered a meritorious service? Who still doubts that you accepted this bag of wrenches? Besides, people from the Public Security Bureau caught me and asked me where I had taken the stolen bag of wrenches. I will never tell you that I have received the goods and throw them into the deep pool under the Dongjiang Bridge. Doing so is a crime. The purpose of the crime is to go to jail and earn a living in prison.
The old man looked at the shameless Xu Sijin with a smile on his face and felt that he had a mental problem, so he spread his hands and said, "My lord, go ahead and put the wrench that fell on the ground into a bag and carry it away." I don’t want to make this contribution. I'm even afraid of losing my head!
Xu Sijin had no choice but to pick up the dozen wrenches into the bag, but he was very concerned about the old man's words, "I'm still afraid of losing my head." He picked up the woven bag with the wrenches and was about to leave the store. , and asked him again, is it as serious as you said? Robbers are not punishable by death, not to mention that I only suggest that you collect this thing. Even if you collect it, once it is discovered and caught, the most you can do is charge of selling stolen goods, so that you won't lose your head! According to what you say, how many heads will I lose?
The half-old man reached out and rubbed the abacus beads on the table, making a clattering sound, as if to help. He said thoughtfully, you stole the wrench in the railway work area, which is the wrench for tightening the rail screws. If the screws become loose and the railway workers cannot find the wrench to tighten the screws, it will be easy for the train to come. The reason for derailment is that once the screws are loose, the rails will also be loose. If that happens, there will be a big accident, which means that the train will overturn. When the time comes, we will trace the cause, catch you, and kill you with a hundred heads. What's more? You only have one brain. Go away and stop being so nagging here.
Xu Sijin picked up the bag and went out. He turned around and said, "You are a coward. How could it be such a coincidence that I just stole these dozen wrenches as you said? Will the screws on those rails soon become loose?" ? I feel fine, and I don’t believe that no one wants this good wrench for scrap metal. If you don’t want it at this acquisition point, there will always be other acquisition points that will. The half-old man looked at him and pointed his hand to get away. He was really crazy.
In fact, this Xu Sijin is just a little mentally abnormal, and his nerves are still normal. Carrying the bag and walking onto the street, he kept thinking about the old man's words. Although it sounded offensive, there was some truth in it.
If, as he said, the rails were loose due to loose screws, and the train came here from a distance and overturned, then it would be a serious accident, and if he was caught, he would die innocently, and he would definitely be beheaded.
But that possibility was very small, and he slowly regained his composure. Slowly walking along the side of the road to an open space on North Street, he figured out a way to get rid of these wrenches. There was no need to sell them as scraps. If they were sold as scraps, the bosses of other purchasing points would be like that half-wrench. Old men may not want it, nor dare to ask for it. It was rare for him to speak, so he made up his mind and poured out a dozen wrenches that were 70% to 80% new from the woven bag and put them on display for sale.
At this moment, he put the empty woven bag on the ground, sat on it, took a wrench and shouted to passers-by, good goods, good goods, cheap and good goods, a batch of factory-processed products, 10 yuan a handful . While he was shouting, he was thinking: This is stolen. If people from the Dongjiang Railway Work Area find out and report the crime, and the police come out to investigate, and suddenly bump into me, it’s okay to just follow the police. They must have a car, so take their car. It is much easier to go by car than to surrender in person.
No, don’t surrender. Surrendering will reduce the crime, and I don’t want the crime to be reduced. If the crime is reduced, the sentence will not be more than a few years, and I will be released. I don’t want it! I wish I could spend more than a few years in prison, or even spend my whole life in prison, so that I would not have to worry about food and drink.
With a smile on his face, he was thinking happily in his heart. He kept shouting, and suddenly a lot of business came in. Several people gathered around and picked up the wrenches on display on the ground and looked at them. They thought they were good. One of the men , bought one without counter-offer; but a woman made a counter-offer, saying, can I buy two for a few dollars cheaper? Xu Sijin said yes! It’s only one yuan cheaper, and two handfuls cost 18 yuan. The business was done again.
One of the old men looked at the wrench for a while and asked him, "This seems to be used by railway workers. The quality is very good. How did you get it?"
