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Xie Bu Cheng and Jia You Qian looked at each other, although they didn't agree with the girl's point of view, they couldn't find any arguments to counter it, in fact this was also the point of view of most people, since they were already mixed up in begging, dignity? It also seems to have been left on the ground to be trampled on long ago.

But the middle-aged policeman shook his head: "The meaning of the existence of the law is not to safeguard the rights and interests of a certain group of people, but to safeguard the rights and interests of all people, even if the criminal is deprived of his political rights for life, still enjoys the protection of the law."

"That's right, he lived by begging and didn't create value for society, but can you just guarantee that you'll have a smooth life and always be able to create value for society? If I don't defend his rights today, can I not defend yours someday when you're not creating value for society?"

The girl was dumbfounded, yet still felt embarrassed and never let up.

At this time, Han Fei laughed and said, "In fact, he didn't have the subjective intention to rob, otherwise with your comparative power, would you still have your bag in your hands all the time?"

The girl stomped off in a huff.

"Thank you, thank you." The homeless man's eyes reddened, silently bowed at Han Fei and the middle-aged cop, and stalked away.

Chapter 55 - The Wisdom of the Bottom People.

The patrol car restarted, and Jia You Qian asked curiously as he palmed the camera, "Police uncle, has this homeless man been in your area for a long time?"

The middle-aged policeman nodded: "Yeah, it's been more than ten years, you don't look at him now, twenty years ago he was a multi-millionaire, but unfortunately later he was cheated out of everything, his wife also ran away with his son, he's been crazy, we are off and off, the aid station is also sent, but soon he will sneak back again, saying that he wants to find his son. "

Youqian Jia and Xie Buchen are silent, the impact of the experience of these two days, they came before they could not imagine, originally only existed in the literature of various "labels", but now one by one in front of them, ordinary they have tears, grievances, helplessness, but did not give up hope, perhaps a strong longing for a better future, is the power to grow like weeds.

Patrol cars patrolled the square until the early hours of the morning, when the middle-aged policeman finally arrived at the end of his shift and offered to buy Han Fei three a snack.

"How can that be, it has to be our treat." Jia Youqian said.

The middle-aged policeman waved his hand, "It's better to wait until you guys are working before you invite me, it's not easy for adults to make money."

"Police uncle, you're looking down on people, I haven't used my family's money since my first year of high school." Jia Youqian puffed out his chest.

"Yo, where did you get the money then?" The middle-aged policeman brought everyone to a large stall and sat down, his tone seemed a little less than convinced.

Han Fei smiled, "Police uncle, rare this iron rooster plucking hair, you really don't want to be polite, this product a month light manuscript fee is tens of thousands of it, we eat him, no heartache."

The middle-aged policeman saw that they didn't look like lying froze for a moment, lamented, "Hey, awesome, at a young age earning that much a month, it seems our generation is really old."

"Not old, not old, just your body is more than enough to catch robbers." Han Fei smiled.

Xie Bu Cheng and Jia You Qian took the opportunity to order food, and the middle-aged policeman pointed at Han Fei and laughed, "I sort of saw it, you three are the most mercenary, alas, no good, but don't look at me now, I'm just a small piece of police, before I retired, we were also a good hand in the crime squad."

"Yo, then you've got a story, boss a bottle of wine." Han Fei didn't care in the slightest about the middle-aged cop's mercenary assessment, perhaps he didn't have the attributes of a literary youth in his bones.

Middle-aged policemen are actually very talkative, two cups of wine belly also lifted his clothes to Han Fei three people to see the bullet holes in his stomach, scars, when it comes to his retirement from the criminal police post, a meter seven-eight big man is tearing up.

"In fact, it's not even a grievance, that is, the bullet wounded lungs body can not hold up, but where are also wearing uniforms, or police it, you can not underestimate this piece of police ........"

In the end or Han Fei three people sent him home, the middle-aged police wife is a very kind nature, the face of the rotten husband, without a trace of complaint, give him a hot towel to apply the face, busy on busy down.

The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw this was when I was a kid, and the third time I saw this was when I was a kid, and the third time I saw this.

In the words of Jia Youqian, Han Fei is considered to be out of action even after graduation, and can't starve to death even as a field reporter.

Of course, this would be purely a curse to Han Fei.

However, as the Spring Festival approached, the Yangcheng Railway Station also ushered in the peak of the Spring Festival, and every day the station square was filled with an endless stream of people, the police station also increased the number of police patrols, according to the middle-aged policemen, the next few days for all police officers are a test of hell mode.

"I say, we've almost finished shooting the material in the square these days, so why don't we squat at the police station for the remaining few days?" Jia You Qian.

Both Han Fei and Xie Buhen were fine with it.

Every year during the Spring Festival, there will be a large number of traders, scalping parties, thieves and crooks in addition to passengers at the Yangcheng Railway Station, so every year the police officers of the station police station not only have to maintain order at the station, but also have to fight with these people.

The real headache for the police is actually the peddlers.

This is not, early in the morning there are more than a dozen vendors were brought to the police station, there are selling water, drinks, there are selling food as well as selling small stools, magazines.

These vendors seemed to be accustomed to this and stood obediently at the side of the hall without making any noise.

Jia Youqian was a little intolerant: "Uncle police, they are also all trying to make a living, isn't it a little ........ to arrest them like this?"

"A little too cruel?" The middle-aged policeman asked with a smile.

Jia Youqian scratched his head and accosted me but didn't say anything.

The middle-aged policeman shook his head and laughed, "What if we don't arrest him? Continue to let them set up their stalls here? Today there might be ten vendors in the square, tomorrow when others look at no one to care, there will be a hundred, and then there will just be no end of arrests if you want to."

Jia Youqian was silent, reason told him that the middle-aged policeman was right, but emotionally, he still sympathized with the traders, if not forced to make a living, who wouldn't be willing to go home early to reunite with their families, but to set up a stall in this freezing cold?

The final result was that the police station seized the goods from the vendors and asked them to come back on New Year's Eve to collect them, and the vendors themselves were not punished in any way, which was perhaps the most gentle punishment the police station could impose.

But to Jia Youqian's dismay, except for a few vendors who silently signed to leave, the rest of the vendors said they would simply lock them up together if the goods were impounded.

The police station then decided to let them go.

In the detention room, Jia Youqian was puzzled and asked, "Why don't you guys want to leave?"

An aunt selling a small stool said somewhat proudly, "You don't understand this, you can't understand it, detain the goods, we people have no place to go, it's still early to the Spring Festival, food and accommodation will cost money, it would be better to detain us, control food and accommodation, anyway, on New Year's Eve day will let us go, just go home."

The rest of the traders nodded for a while, Jia You Qian no longer knew what to say, perhaps this was the wisdom of the people at the bottom of society?

Xie Buhen was even more jaw-dropping, and had to admit that in a way, this was indeed the most beneficial plan for them.

Chapter 56 - The New Year.

After dealing with the vendors, the police station came back with a middle-aged uncle, who came in and demanded money from the receiving police without saying a word.

The three of them, Han Fei, were stunned, what kind of operation was this? The robbery took place at the police station?

The man was wearing a scruffy suit, and I don't know if it was simply a lisp or if he couldn't speak Mandarin very well, but you have to be very serious to understand what he was saying.

It probably meant that he had been stolen, lost all his money and train ticket, and wanted the police to give him money for a ticket home.

Han Fei was a little strange, the uncle really does not follow the routine cards, looking for the police to ask for money not to say, biased or a look of righteousness, did not shape their own miserable, no wonder not directly outside begging, his attitude is not expected to be a penny outside.

The police officer who received him was a young man, I don't know if he was sympathetic, or was worn out by him, but he really took out fifty dollars from his pocket and gave it to him.

The middle-aged uncle took the money, without saying a word of thanks, turned his head and walked away, Han Fei gave Jia Youqian a wink and followed him out together, and found that the uncle came to a small shop not far outside the square, and bought two bottles of two pot heads and two packs of spicy bars and a few bags of small snacks with fifty yuan, and didn't flinch at all when he saw the camera, and even waved his hand at them.

"Fuck, really have trouble finding the police, this product is also too ........." Jia You Qian no longer knew how to describe it.

On the way back, Han Fei instructed, "Don't say anything to Xiao Yang about what you filmed."

"Why don't you say it?" Xie Bu Cheng was a little upset.

Han Fei said, "Can I buy a train ticket for fifty dollars?"

Xie Bu Chen was speechless: .........

"This fifty dollars is actually Xiao Yang's way of paying for his humanitarian feelings, he's actually ready to be cheated, but if this time he finds out that he's really been cheated, maybe next time, he won't be sympathetic anymore, that's how people's hearts turn cold." Han Fei paused and then said, "The world needs a little more good people like Little Yang, doesn't it?"