books44 Chapter 293 Thief
Chapter 293 Thief
This boss was also shrewd. He paused for a moment, then decisively made a phone call: "Call the police! We must call the police. Moving all this stuff out to sell as stolen goods will take time, manpower, and vehicles. Let the police come and investigate."
When the police arrived, they conducted various investigations and questioned Song Wanxing, focusing on him and interrogating him repeatedly. In the end, they concluded that he was a prime suspect and suspected him of being an inside agent. Otherwise, why would he be sleeping so soundly? He didn't even wake up when the car started moving. When asked, he didn't know anything. They searched his room and the security room thoroughly, but they found no drugs or anything like that.
Song Wanxing had no one to confide in. Frustrated and unsuccessful, he developed a drinking problem. He heard some noises at night, but being lazy by nature, he was too lazy to get up and thought it was no big deal, so he fell asleep.
This was the job he'd held the longest, and he quite liked it. No one was watching him; he just needed to be there after his shift ended. There were also people specifically assigned to move the goods, and he just had to sign for them. He felt it was pretty good.
His only redeeming quality was his beautiful handwriting, which always drew praise from others, making him feel proud and like a cultured person, much like when he was a village work recorder, and he never caused any trouble.
When it was his turn to be on duty at night, he would have a small drink, try not to think about anything, and sleep even better.
Who knew that the group had been watching him for a long time and had figured out his character? When they found an opportunity, they made their move.
If someone is suspected, then they should be kept under surveillance. He met Wan Ruyi here, but they had been out of contact for a long time. The coworkers he knew were just acquaintances; no one would vouch for him.
Out of fear, he fled that very night without waiting for the police to take him back to the station for questioning.
When he was at his wit's end, Song Wanxing thought of Songjia Village, his mother Qian Shuzhen, his elder brother Song Wanli, and even Zhao Xiaojuan and the children. Only then did he remember that he was a married man, how old were his children, and whether his elderly mother was still alive.
He hitched rides on trains, slept under bridges, rummaged through garbage, and dined and dashed... After many twists and turns, he finally arrived in Songjia Village, looking like a beggar.
The original Song Wanxing was completely dead, and he no longer cared about saving face. He saw that his former home had been replaced, with green bricks and red tiles shining beautifully in the sunlight, but he had no mood to appreciate or feel sentimental.
He sneaked into the kitchen, which was in the same location as before, and began rummaging through it for food. Yi Dani, who was in the kitchen preparing dinner, noticed and screamed, "Thief! Help! Thief!"
Song Wanli jogged along, leaning on his cane, while Zhao Xiaojuan came in carrying a carrying pole. But as soon as they entered the kitchen, she knew they weren't thieves. She wasn't Yi Dani; she had completely forgotten about Song Wanxing.
Even from just a glimpse, she recognized him. This was the man who had shared a bed with her for several years, bore her children, and spent every day with her, yet she could never warm his heart, but who had stolen her heart.
She silently left the kitchen, went into Qian Shuzhen's room, and said softly, "Mother, he's back." Before Qian Shuzhen could react, she came out again, ran out to the edge of the field in front of the house, and sat down.
The evening glow, a blood-red hue spreading across the sky, seemed to reflect endless sorrow and grief.
Zhao Xiaojuan sat there blankly, unsure of her own mindset. Was she truly without regrets? They were no longer husband and wife, yet she still lived there. Her mother-in-law and elder brother's family treated her exceptionally well, and her nephews and nieces adored her. Her niece, Tingnan, even took her into her business, and her elder brother completely trusted her to manage the finances, purchasing, and setting up the stall... She was treated so well that she forgot she was a divorced daughter-in-law of the Song family.
Perhaps it was time for her to leave this village. The setting sun in the distance gradually receded, and the melancholy evening glow cast a thin layer of sadness before slowly disappearing.
Song Wanli turned the man's shoulder and recognized him; it was his younger brother, who had been away from home for seven years.
Song Wanli watched him wolf down his food without saying anything. He said to Yi Dani, "Go to your mother's room and tell her everything is alright. I'll be there in a bit." His mother must have heard the noise they made, but she was too bedridden to get up.
Song Wanxing, who was engrossed in eating, paused for a moment when he heard the word 'mother' mentioned, but continued eating. He hadn't eaten leftovers in a long time.
Song Wanli sat on one side of the kitchen, waiting for him to finish eating. Seeing that he choked, he went over and poured him a glass of water.
Song Wanxing took it and drank it all in one gulp.