Chapter 88: Two Teams Chase the Thief

Afraid of what? It comes, Lu Cheng knows he can't avoid it, so he pretends to be clueless.

"Leather shoes, what leather shoes?"

Jiang Mengmeng rolled her eyes: "You are really forgetful, I know you're a hero now, but you already forgot a comrade on the same front line, it's truly sad."

Seeing the other genuinely sad, Lu Cheng pretended to have a sudden realization.

"Oh, I remember, you're that… who… the one who is the most beautiful, most good‑looking, most graceful at Beijing Station…"

Flattered by Lu Cheng's praise, Jiang Mengmeng burst out laughing: "My name is Jiang Mengmeng, I am the Broadcaster for the Jingguang Line."

"Right, right, Jiang Mengmeng, look at my brain, being this good‑looking, I can even forget."

Jiang Mengmeng, smiling, said: "What about my leather shoes?"

How is it that I still haven't forgotten, after just praising earlier.

Lu Cheng could only bluntly say: "Throw it away."

"Ah, why did you throw it away? Weren't you catching that Murderer at the time?"

"It was thrown before I caught the person; I hadn't even thought I could catch them. Who knew luck would be so good? I was worried you'd be in danger, so I thought to quickly throw it away."

Upon hearing that, Jiang Mengmeng had no reply: "So that's how it is. I can't blame you; I should thank you. It's fine, just a pair of leather shoes; I'll go get them from my aunt later."

Lu Cheng sighed in relief: "Alright, to show my apology, I'll treat you to water; drink as much as you want, no need to save money for me."

Jiang Mengmeng looked at the tea kettle beside her, pouted: "This is free, okay!"

Lu Cheng laughed: "Just teasing you; later I'll treat you to a meal."

"That's more like it, but never mind, I'll treat you. By the way, why are you back on duty at our Beijing Station? Is there another special mission?"

Jiang Mengmeng's curiosity rose.

Lu Cheng said: "This time there isn't. I've been transferred to work at Beijing Station; from now on we're comrades in the same trench, so I'll still need to trouble you with things."

Jiang Mengmeng smiled: "From what you say, don't worry. From now on I'll watch over you. I may not speak for other lines, but for the Jingguang Line I can still speak up."

"And with a great hero like you coming to Beijing Station, your escort makes our line much safer; your last performance was especially heroic, I saw it."

The woman admired strength; it seems the previous scene of jumping onto the train shocked Jiang Mengmeng.

Lu Cheng teasingly asked: "So, compared with the spouse at home, how does it compare?"

Jiang Mengmeng looked up, with a plaintive face: "Fine, why bring him up? I'm about to get water, move aside."

Seeing Jiang Mengmeng bend to fetch water, her little hips tight, Lu Cheng couldn't help but laugh; there's a situation, guessing she and her spouse aren't that happy together.

Indeed, Jiang Mengmeng is the type of woman with high standards; just from her appearance you can tell ordinary folk can't even fill their stomachs, yet she doesn't spare money on clothing and makeup.

Moreover, working on the train, traveling north to south, she has seen much, which forged her independent, confident personality; most men really can't handle her.

It's just that I don't know what kind of situation Jiang Mengmeng's lover is in.

The specifics of their household affairs Lu Cheng doesn't know, so it's not appropriate to comment.

At that moment, as Jiang Mengmeng straightened up after getting water, her shoulder was suddenly bumped, and the hot water in the cup splashed onto a nearby passenger.

"Hey, the water kid splashed onto me, soaking me; it's stuck so I can't get it off."

The passenger was furious; luckily the water wasn't hot, but it soaked a whole pair of pants.

Jiang Mengmeng didn't understand a word: "Sorry, sorry, Comrade, I didn't mean to, it was just…"

"Being so clueless, is saying sorry enough? Look at my clothes, they're cold and damp, I'm freezing, I have no spare clothes, it's a real disaster; how are you going to compensate me?"

The other person's speech was too fast; Jiang Mengmeng still didn't catch a word, only grasped that they wanted compensation for the clothes, and the passenger, angry, grabbed her arm.

"Hey, don't lay a hand on me; I'll find someone so they can compensate you."

Jiang Mengmeng tiptoed to find who bumped her, but that person ran from the rear carriage, hurriedly heading toward the front carriage.

The front carriage is within Lu Cheng's patrol area; before boarding, he and Deng Hairong had divided it, each taking half.

"Hey, Comrade, stop! You bumped someone, quickly apologize."

With the emergency, Lu Cheng, as Train Police, has the duty to step forward, stop that person, and soothe the Sichuan passenger.

But just as he was about to step forward, from the rear carriage Deng Hairong, with two teammates, pushed aside onlookers and shouted.

"Catch him; that person is a thief, don't let him run."

Hearing it's a thief and that he ran into his front carriage, Lu Cheng thought the opportunity wasn't to be missed.

Just then, on duty Zhao Jinzhu and Chang Jinbu, hearing the commotion, also rushed over.

"Big guy, block the carriage door, don't let anyone in."

Zhao Jinzhu, already tall, with an arm stretch that could reach the train roof, hearing Lu Cheng, leapt like a giant and directly blocked the three—Deng Hairong and his two—who came to seize.

Deng Hairong instantly got angry: "Hey, why are you blocking me? I'm here to catch the thief."

Lu Cheng signaled he needn't rush: "Group Leader Deng, no need to trouble yourself; leave it to our Sixth Group, Monkey, seize him."

"Yes, Group Leader."

Chang Jinbu, small in stature, in the crowded carriage, slipped through any gap, climbed through trouser legs, moving very fast.

But the thief, slowed by the crowded carriage, was quickly tackled by Chang Jinbu.

Deng Hairong was stunned; these Sixth Group misfits turned out useful at the crucial moment.

"Your Sixth Group performed adequately; the rest is none of your business, hand the thief over to me to deal with," Deng Hairong said as he tore open the wall in front of him.

Meanwhile, Zhao Jinzhu, not having received Lu Cheng's order to let people in, stood there motionless.

"Hey, why are you still standing there? The person is already caught, move quickly, I'm taking the thief away."

Zhao Jinzhu remained unmoved; Lu Cheng stepped forward, looking down under Zhao Jinzhu's trouser leg at Deng Hairong.

"Sorry, Group Leader Deng, as previously agreed, you handle the rear half, I handle the front half; the thief was caught in the front half by our Sixth Group, so we should handle it."

Deng Hairong was furious: "You're being unreasonable; the thief ran from the rear carriage, so we should handle it."

Remembering that before boarding Deng Hairong mocked his teammate, Lu Cheng didn't intend to give it to him.

"You said he came from the rear carriage; isn't Unit One the so‑called elite squad? How come, after such a long time they still can't catch a thief, they're not even as good as a pair of mismatched chopsticks."

Lu Cheng's remarks also managed to restore the team members' face, and Zhao Jinzhu and Chang Jinbu straightened their backs, their faces full of pride.