Rebirth 08: Equipment God

Chapter 330 I thought it was a speed bump

As Zhai Da frowned in thought, several of his employees were talking to the little boy.

If it were an adult beggar, they wouldn't pay any attention to him and would just chase him away, but this one is too young, so they instinctively want to care about him.

"Little baby, where are your parents?"

"Please, boss, have mercy!"

"Hey! What's wrong with this kid? Doesn't anyone in the family breathe? It's heartbreaking to see him like this."

"Boss, please have some mercy and give me something."

No matter how you ask or answer, the little boy keeps repeating the same sentence over and over, like a broken record.

A Vietta employee was rummaging through his pockets, pulling out a few one-dollar bills to give to the child, when a hand stopped him.

Turning my head, I saw it was Brother Yue.

Wu Yue appeared out of nowhere, exchanged a glance with Zhai Da, then looked the boy up and down before finally fixing his gaze on the boy's hand, which was missing a thumb.

He said in a deep voice, "I'll do it."

Wu Yue took out five hundred-yuan bills from his wallet, circled them, and put them in a mineral water bottle.

The little boy was clearly taken aback.

"Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!"

He paused slightly, seemingly judging whether Wu Yue had changed his mind. Seeing that the older brother didn't react, he turned and ran, heading towards the edge of the nameless road.

The tattered "cloak" on his back dragged on the ground, sweeping away countless specks of dust.

After persuading the employees to leave, Wu Yue approached Zhai Da and whispered, "You noticed too?"

Zhai Da rolled his eyes. Ever since that "Gao Cheng" incident, he usually stopped trying to act tough when faced with this kind of problem.

You can't fake it.

So he took out his phone and snapped a picture of the boy's back from a distance. Although his face wasn't visible, the cloak made him easily recognizable.

He said, "Tell me your opinion."

Wu Yue nodded, his expression somewhat serious, because the path was rather long, and the little boy hadn't reached the end yet.

"He had a non-local accent, was frequently beaten, and his finger was deliberately cut off. Such unsightly scars can only be created by deliberately not treating them. Nowadays, there are very few children like this; they are all very precious."

"They're probably from the Beggars' Gang."

The Beggars' Sect is certainly not the one from Jin Yong's novels; Zhai Da seemed to have heard of the term before.

Wu Yue's tone was restrained, but his anger was palpable: "I thought these kinds of things didn't exist anymore, but I never expected to run into one, especially in a big city."

Zhai Da: "Should we call the police?"

Wu Yue sighed and said, "That's the difficult part. These people control the children from a distance, and the children have long been brainwashed. They won't ask anyone for help. Calling the police or detaining the child might save one, but those people will escape immediately, and there might be other children involved."

"But I gave them five hundred at once. They'll definitely think there are some kind-hearted fat sheep here, and they'll come back in a couple of days. I'll make some arrangements. Anyway, I'll handle it."

For him, this was a very small matter, regardless of his personal abilities or mobilizing others to surround and investigate.

The reason we couldn't take it down today was simply because the event happened suddenly and we weren't prepared.

Zhai Da shook his head: "It's painful to watch. If we come back in a couple of days, we'll just suffer for a couple more days. We might as well go with them."

This isn't just about the equipment anymore; it's about how frustrating it is.

Eliminate evil swiftly; act decisively if things don't go smoothly.

Wu Yue quickly said, "We can't follow now. There might be someone on the other side of the road. If we follow now, we might alert them."

In the distance, the child had already left "Yueda Street" and disappeared. This alley went straight up and down without any cover, and by the next corner, the child was already too far away, almost 500 meters away.

Zhai Da took out his keychain from his pocket. Besides the usual items, it also had a bird whistle and a small pendant with a button.

First, he pressed a few buttons, and then blew a bird whistle.

After waiting for about thirty seconds, a huge black crow flew over from the direction of Harbin Institute of Technology and landed on Zhai Da's shoulder.

Xiao Hei Bai Tian is in a free state, but it won't stray too far from the Harbin Institute of Technology area. The anklet that Zhai Da made for it has three commonly used voice buttons and a remote vibration function.

After sensing the vibration from its master, Xiao Hei will search for him in the sky.

The effective range is the same as that of a walkie-talkie, but because it receives signals from a high place, it travels further than when people call each other.

Zhai Da showed Xiao Hei the photo of the little boy's back that he had just taken and said, "Find it and follow him."

Little Black tilted its head, cackled a few times, and took flight again.

Wu Yue:
"Will this work?!" Zhai Da shook his head and said, "It's its first time too, but let's give it a try."

The real guarantee is the [Pure Gold Secret Staff], while the Black one is just an insurance measure.

Or rather, they complement each other. Xiao Hei's search range is much larger than 500 meters; the only problem is that information feedback is prone to issues.

A van was just coming back with empty wine barrels when Wu Yue raised his hand and the van stopped.

"Brother Yue? Brother Da?"

Wu Yue opened the van door and said to Zhai Da, "Sit here, it's inconspicuous."

Zhai Da smiled slightly and did not refuse.

This has attracted the attention of both cheaters and hunters; this damned beggar gang is doomed.

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In the noisy, messy, and dilapidated alley, many people come and go. At a roadside stall, a middle-aged man sits with his legs crossed, eating noodles with slurping and slurping, his mouth glistening with oil.

He was dressed simply, but at least cleanly, and his eyes kept scanning around, as if he was ready to leave at any moment.

Seeing a dirty boy walking towards them from afar, the man was slightly taken aback, as a beggar boy who had been released should not return so quickly.

In this line of work, he is the eagle, and the beggars are the insects. His main role is to monitor and collect debts. They will run back within half an hour of being released, unless they have obtained a "big sum".

However, he remained vigilant, using his eyes to stop the boy from approaching. He quickly finished his noodles and went to the corner of the stairs at the edge of the room.

The little boy followed him in, and with his four fingers, he pulled several red banknotes out of his pocket.

The man's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the bills and counted them; there were five in total.

Good heavens, are there still idiots giving large sums of money to beggars these days?
"You didn't keep any secrets, did you?"

"No."

He pulled a few watermelon candies from his pocket and tossed them over: "Good job. Remember the place. Go try your luck again in a couple of days."

Seeing the tattered cloak on the little boy's back, the man found it an eyesore. This line of work is getting harder and harder to do these days; who knows, some busybody might call the police. They're from out of town, and cities aren't like rural towns, so it's better to be cautious.

He reached out and ripped it off: "Go away, go find another street and keep asking."

The boy didn't even react before shouting, "Give it back! Give it back!"

Unfortunately, it's impossible to take it back from anywhere.

The man kicked him away: "Get lost."

The boy stared intently at the cloak, but the long-term torment had made him too afraid to resist anymore. This was only because they were on the street that he was being "tolerant." If he made any more noise, he would suffer again at night.

"I've ordered so much. Can I give it to Xiaotong for dinner tonight...?"

The man sneered, "Is this any of your business?"

He's just a tool to be used and discarded, why are you trying to teach him how to do things?! Giving him a piece of candy is already a generous gesture.

The boy was shoved out of the alley. Without his tattered cloak, he became less conspicuous, glancing back every few steps.

The man ignored the boy and took out the five hundred yuan he had just received from his pocket, counting it as he crossed the street.

He pulled out two bills and put them in his pocket, intending to go across the street to buy a pack of good cigarettes.

He vaguely sensed a gust of wind from his side and turned to look.

A fully loaded semi-trailer truck became the last thing he saw.

To be precise, the scene changes continuously: first the front of the car, then the tires, then the tire treads, and finally darkness.

He didn't utter a sound.

The semi-trailer was completely unaffected and was even waiting at the traffic light normally until it felt the noise outside, at which point the driver got out of the truck to check.

"Hold!"

No wonder it jolted just now; I thought it was a speed bump!
A passerby exclaimed in horror, "You've run someone over!"

The driver slapped his forehead, looked at the trail stretching for more than ten meters behind him, and felt a little relieved; it wasn't a pedestrian crossing or a zebra crossing.
Talk to the insurance company.

In the chaos, a child ran over, picked up a few hundred-yuan bills from the ground, turned his head as if looking for something, but hesitated for a moment and then ran away in a flash.

A passerby thought to himself, "People's hearts have changed so much. Where did this wild child come from, snatching money from a dead person?"

A large black bird flew over again, snatched the tattered cloak the boy couldn't find, and flapped its wings and flew away.

Passersby marveled at the strange occurrences happening today.

(End of this chapter)