This person looks honest and has a somewhat honest face, which makes it easier to recruit thieves.
The first time it was stolen it was more “failed”. I went to the train station to buy tickets for the winter vacation of my senior year. Put the wallet in the inner pocket on the chest, you must first unbutton the coat, and then unzip the inner pocket to take out the money. I thought it was particularly safe to wear this coat, so I put cash, meal tickets, etc. in my inner pocket. After I bought the ticket and went back to the dormitory, I found that the third button of the coat was unfastened, and the money in my inner pocket was gone. Then I remembered that when someone bought a ticket at the train station, someone squeezed me, and it was estimated that it was a thief. I mourned and told the roommate about the stolen encounter. Several sisters circled me several times and said, “The thief unbuttoned you and reached into his arms to take the money away. Did you not feel it? They reached out their hands and wouldn’t touch you! I said Nana, did you fail too?”
The second time I met a thief, I also recognized a “relative”. At that time, I bought vegetables for my mom. When I just put the good vegetables in the basket, when I took out the money from the bag, I took out a hand… The thief with poor stealing skills was caught by me. The thief was holding my money. I grabbed the thief’s hand and jumped suddenly in my heart. Only two words came out of my mouth: “You, you…” My whole body’s strength was concentrated on ” In the action of “grabbing”, I can’t say anything at all.
At first, the thief was a little nervous. When he saw that I was more nervous than him, he calmed down: “Second cousin, don’t be so polite. No matter how difficult my family is, I can’t ask for your money.” He even called my cousin, but I don’t have such a cousin. what. When I woke up, the thief had disappeared with the money. Several hawkers gave me glances of praise: “This girl is really righteous!” “It’s a blessing to show such relatives…”
The third time he met a thief, it was funny. Boyfriend is the webmaster of our company. One night, he and I went to buy tool kits for repairing computers. After visiting six or seven stores, we didn’t find a suitable one. It seems that we only went to Hardware City during the day. When my boyfriend drove me back to the dormitory, I found something moving in the house, opened the door quickly, and saw a black shadow jumping window (I live on the second floor) escaped. I went into the house and checked it. Not only did I lose nothing, but there was an extra bag-the thief ran too quickly and dropped it. When I opened the bag, there was a kit inside. Hehe, it was the kind that my boyfriend and I did not buy all night!