2-time National Wushu Champion?

  The girl burst into another fit of uncontrollable laughter.

  Zhen Ming smiled faintly, he found that nowadays girls are more open-minded than him, they can be so unrestrained in front of strangers, but he seemed to be too reserved.

  The two of them chatted for a while, with the girl asking questions and him responding. With honesty and candor as his guiding principle, he answered each of her questions thoroughly and sincerely.

  Sometimes he also asked her some questions about ideals and hobbies.

  The girl said she had never thought about this issue, the ideal is too unrealistic and too childish. The most practical thing is to marry a good husband and live a happy life.

  Time flies, and before we knew it, we had been chatting for almost an hour. The girl glanced at her watch, stubbed out the fifth cigarette butt in the ashtray, stood up: "It's getting late, let's just leave it here for now. I had a great time talking to you today, you're not bad, but I think we don't quite match."

  Zhen Ming got up and asked sincerely, "May I ask what's wrong? No other meaning, I just want to know where I'm not doing well enough to improve my shortcomings and strive for a better performance next time. It doesn't matter, you can say it, I have no other strengths except strong psychological endurance."

  The girl stubbed out her cigarette and stood up: "Since you said that, I'll just mention a few points of my own. Firstly, having a car and a house are two basic conditions that my mom has repeatedly asked for. If these two basic conditions aren't met, even if I agree, my mom will definitely disagree. I'm the kind of person who listens to my mom the most. If my mom doesn't agree, no matter how good or excellent you are, I won't be with you..."

  "This is the second one, my current income is 3,000 yuan, and my standard for choosing a partner is that their income must be at least twice mine or more. Even if they don't have it now, I need to see the hope of getting it, otherwise, there's no future. You're working so hard just to earn 4,000 yuan and you seem quite satisfied with that. I still prefer men who are ambitious, after all, women are all chasing after blue-chip stocks..."

  She said, glancing at him up and down, "I just took a rough measurement, you're not even 1.8 meters tall, right? I'm almost as tall as you are when I wear high heels. If you were handsome, being short wouldn't be a big deal, but you're not even close to being handsome, and there's that huge scar on your face... no offense meant."

  "It's okay, you go on."

  "One last thing, which is also what I'm most worried about, is that my educational background is only a junior college degree. I think we basically won't have much common language between us. However, since your parents are no longer around, I think that's a good thing, after all many girls don't like living with their in-laws..."

  Zhen Ming bitterly smiled: "Actually, I'm not parentless, I still have an uncle. A few years ago, he was in an accident and is still lying in the hospital, needing someone to take care of him. In the future, if we really get married, I hope she can also help me share some of the burden."

  "It's even more impossible for us then, I can barely take care of myself." Luo said, waving her hand to the waiter beside her: "Waiter, bill please."

  The waiter walked up to the two of them and asked: "Hello, that's a total of 632 yuan. Which one of you is paying?"

  At this time, the girl's eyes naturally looked out of the window, apparently without wanting to promote gender equality, and with the meaning of going Dutch, Zhen Ming had no choice but to take out his wallet and hand over his credit card which was about to be maxed out.

  Settled the bill, parted ways with the girl at the restaurant entrance, watching her dialing on her phone while saying "almost arrived, a bit traffic jam", then walked into another restaurant.

  Zhen Ming was taken aback, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. Nowadays, women are in such a hurry that they even rush through blind dates. There's no way around it - with so many men competing for the attention of relatively few women, he couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh as he turned and headed towards the bus station.

  Just a few steps away, a voice came from the front, "Robbery! Come and catch the thief!" A fashionable woman wearing 10cm high heels and sunglasses pointed at the thief who robbed the bag, stomping her feet and shouting loudly.

  A man grabbed the LV handbag from the woman's arm and sprinted through the crowd at a speed of 100 meters, rushing towards him. The crowd made way for him, clearing a path.

  When Zhen Mingshu ran past, he stretched out one foot and tripped him. The pickpocket fell to the ground, scraping his hands and feet. Just as he was about to get up, Zhen Mingshu pinned his arm under his knee and twisted the other arm behind his back, causing the pickpocket to cry out in pain. Zhen Mingshu then snatched the package away from him.

  The woman who was robbed ran over, took the bag from Zhen Mingshu's hand, checked the things in the bag, kicked the robber on the ground with her high heels twice, and didn't even say thank you. She turned around and left. Zhen Mingshu called out to her, wanting her to help as a witness, but the woman said she had an urgent matter and hurried away.

  Zhen Mingkuo had no choice but to let the people around him make a phone call to report the police, and the onlookers shook their heads and left one after another. These robbers all have accomplices, and if they are targeted for revenge, it's better to have fewer things happen. Zhen Mingkuo could only hold onto the robber with one hand and take out his mobile phone to call the police with the other.

  Before long, the police arrived and took the two of them back to the station.

  After some inquiry and investigation, the pickpocket was released, but Zhen Mingshu was detained. The reason was that the pickpocket had bitten back, saying that Zhen Mingshu was the thief. The police didn't know who to believe for a while. Later, after checking the files of the two men, it was found that the pickpocket had no record, but Zhen Mingshu had been imprisoned before.

  Then he was determined to be a thief and shouted to catch the thief. He was detained for three days first. Zhen Mingku was handcuffed, cuffed to a chair, and a strong spotlight shone on his face. After being locked up for three days, he didn't sleep much. The police used all kinds of methods to make him confess to the crime, including noise disturbance, strong light exposure, round-the-clock interrogation, fatigue bombing, forcing him to collapse mentally. Once a person is sleep-deprived, they are most likely to surrender.

  The police in the bureau didn't expect that after three days had passed, all methods were exhausted, and Zhen Ming was still stubbornly biting his teeth, insisting that he was a thief catcher.

  Two police officers stood outside the interrogation room, looking through a one-way mirror at Zhen Mingsu. One of them held Zhen's criminal record and sighed: "I didn't think this kid was so tough. He looks like a sunny guy in a suit, but he's actually a ruthless character. A few years ago, he was sentenced to five years for causing serious injury. This kid is not ordinary, he kicked his classmate's life away, leaving him with no descendants. I've never seen anyone as ruthless as this."

  Another person said, "What's the big deal? I have a friend who is a prison guard at SG Maximum Security Prison. Inside are all sorts of murderers and gang leaders. According to my friend, this kid was only in there for less than a year, but those gang leaders would hide from him like mice seeing a cat. Apparently, he knows some real kung fu. The record is that he took down six big guys who were a head taller than him in the shower room, just like something out of a martial arts movie."

  "Really?"

  "This can't be fake, my friend saw it with his own eyes. Six big men, all with broken arms and legs, were carried out of the bathroom by others. He didn't have any problems at all, just a few cuts from a knife, and he single-handedly took down six tough guys."

  "Isn't he going to be the national martial arts champion?"

  "What martial arts champion? I've investigated, he's just an orphan. When the orphanage caught fire when he was six years old, he also became a vagrant, following a forty-year-old vagrant. It's said that the vagrant used to be a monk for several years and a Taoist priest for over ten years, but somehow ended up on the streets. He met him under the Tianqiao Bridge, took pity on him, and brought him along, and he's been with him for over ten years."

  "Have you contacted that vagrant?"

  "We did get in touch, but now he's lying in the hospital, only his mouth can move, and even his speech function is gone. Later, I asked around at the hospital and found out that after this kid was released from prison on parole, he had been working at a mobile phone factory, and normally he's actually quite okay, and kind to people too. I think we really did catch the wrong person this time."

  "The boss said so, insufficient evidence, release him today."

  "I think I'd better apologize to him, maybe he really is a hero who caught the thief. We detained the hero but let the thief go, and if this gets out, it won't sound too good."

  "Apologizing is useful for what we police do, the least that needs to apologize is us police, letting him go is already his good fortune, and yet he wants us to apologize, release people."