1985, the year of the great writer, began with Infernal Affairs!

He glared at Xie Lu and his lips curled down, his eyes silently warning Xie Lu and his companion not to meddle in other people's business.

otherwise...

The menacing look in his eyes frightened Zhao Wanwan, who had never experienced such a scene before, causing her to shrink back and grip Xie Lu's arm tightly.

But Xie Lu didn't move.

He stared at the person opposite him silently, his face expressionless. A few seconds later, he deliberately lowered his head and stopped looking at the other person. In the other person's eyes, this was Xie Lu's way of showing weakness to him.

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you."

The man snorted to himself, feeling somewhat smug.

Originally, Xie Lu didn't want to get involved, but why did the other party insist on acting tough in front of him?

Xie Lu secretly turned his head and whispered in Zhao Wanwan's ear, "Go to the back and find the train police."

Zhao Wanwan was stunned for a moment, but she immediately understood. She quickly nodded, let go of her hand, and slowly backed away.

Xie Lu then took two steps forward.

He walked slowly and naturally, as if he were just going back to his bunk. He didn't even look at the pickpocket again, his eyes fixed ahead, with an expression that said, "I didn't see anything."

The pickpocket looked at him, the ferocity in his eyes slowly turning into contempt.

He probably thought the young man was scared and didn't dare to get involved.

He even stepped aside to make way for Xie Lu.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

Three meters, two meters, one meter.

When Xie Lu approached the pickpocket, the pickpocket had completely relaxed his guard. He even lowered his head, preparing to move on to the next bunk after Xie Lu had passed.

Just then.

Xie Lu suddenly moved.

His movements were so fast they were almost invisible; he suddenly raised his right arm and slammed his elbow into the pickpocket's head.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The pickpocket had no time to react and was knocked to the side by the impact.

He bumped into the edge of the bunk and fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

"Ouch."

But Xie Lu didn't give him a chance.

He lunged forward, pressed his knee against the pickpocket's back, grabbed the pickpocket's wrists with both hands, and twisted them backward forcefully.

"Click."

It's the sound of a joint being twisted.

The pickpocket screamed and tried to struggle, but Xie Lu held him down tightly, and he couldn't move at all.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

From the moment Xie took action to the moment he subdued the pickpocket, it only took a few seconds.

Inside the carriage, the two passengers in the lower berths were awakened by the rummaging through their bags.

First, there was the one on the outside, a middle-aged man in his forties.

He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and froze when he saw the scene on the ground.

Next up was the one inside, a young woman, probably in her twenties.

She sat up and saw that half of her travel bag had been pulled out, and then she saw the man pinned to the ground. She screamed in fright.

"Ah! Thief!"

The scream instantly woke up the entire carriage.

Upon hearing "There's a thief," the people in the surrounding shops immediately sat up and peered over.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"What happened?"

"Thief! Catch the thief!"

Someone shouted.

Attorney Xie was still holding the pickpocket down.

The pickpocket was still struggling, but Xie Lu was very strong, so strong that he couldn't break free at all. In addition, Xie Lu used his knee to push against his back and twisted his wrists tightly with both hands.

"Don't move, or I'll break your hand."

The pickpocket dared not move.

He never expected that Xie Lu, this seemingly skinny young man, would have such great strength and be so fierce.

These days, the most dangerous people are those who don't value their lives.

No one else comes up like Xie Lu, delivering a powerful elbow strike right from the start.

He's still recovering from that elbow strike.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the other end of the carriage.

The train police arrived, dressed in uniform and carrying batons.

Zhao Wanwan followed behind him, her lips pale from running so fast, panting heavily, her eyes filled with worry.

The train police officer walked over, glanced at the scene on the ground, and immediately understood.

He pulled out handcuffs and snapped them onto the pickpocket's wrists.

"Get up, young man, leave this to me."

Upon hearing this, Xie Lu released his grip and stood up.

The train police officer lifted the pickpocket up, and the pickpocket lowered his head, not daring to look at anyone.

The train police searched his arms and found the small cloth bag, along with several other small items: a watch, a pen, and a dozen or so coins.

"Whose is this?" the train police officer asked, holding up the small cloth bag.

The young woman glanced at it and exclaimed, "It's mine! It contains my living expenses for this month!"

The train police officer returned the cloth bag to her.

He then returned the watch and pen to the other two passengers who had been robbed.

"Check your luggage to see if anything is missing."

A commotion broke out in the carriage as everyone began checking their belongings.

The train police officer looked at Xie Lu: "Young man, you're quite skilled. How did you spot it?"

Xie Lu pointed at Zhao Wanwan: "She went to the restroom, and when she came back, she saw him rummaging through his bag."

The train police officer nodded, then looked at the pickpocket: "How many times has this happened?"

The pickpocket remained silent.

The train police officer didn't ask any questions. He led the pickpocket towards the connecting area between the carriages. After taking a couple of steps, he turned back to Xie and said, "I'll need you to come to the crew room to make a statement later."

"Okay." Xie Lu nodded.

The train police officer took the pickpocket away.

The carriage gradually quieted down.

The lights were still on, but no one went to sleep for a while.

Everyone was whispering among themselves, glancing at Xie Lu from time to time with expressions of gratitude in their eyes.

The three people who had just been robbed ran up to Xie Lu to thank him. If it weren't for Xie Lu, they probably wouldn't have been able to find him when they woke up.

Zhao Wanwan walked over to Xie Lu and carefully looked him over from head to toe to make sure he wasn't injured. Only then did she relax and ask softly, "Are you alright?"

"fine."

"You scared me to death! Why didn't you wait for the train police to arrive before you did anything?"

Xie Lu smiled and said, "We can't just stand by and watch him steal."

The two returned to their bunks.

But this time, Zhao Wanwan couldn't sleep.

She stared at the roof of the train, the sounds of the train moving and the whispers of the other passengers around her filling the air.

"Lawyer Xie," she called softly.

"Um?"

"How...how do you know those things?"

"I mean, why did you hit someone?"

In Zhao Wanwan's memory, Xie Lu had always been a model student at school, burying himself in his studies every day. This was the first time she had ever seen Xie Lu fight.

Xie Lu remained silent for a while.

If he hadn't been reborn, he certainly wouldn't have dared to act rashly after seeing what just happened, since at this point he was just a greenhorn.

"Rural kids work hard from a young age, so they're strong. Plus, my dad taught me a few self-defense skills, saying they'd come in handy when I'm out in the world."

That's half true and half false.

Xie Lu was indeed very strong, but those moves were not taught to him by Xie Youshan; he learned them later.

But there's no need to explain in such detail now.

Zhao Wanwan gave a soft "oh" and didn't ask any more questions.