Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

I followed the flight attendant to the dining car, where the environment was much better.

There was none of that pungent smell that usually wafts through the eyes in the carriage; only a few train attendants were chatting idly inside.

"Hello, my name is Ren Yong'an."

The flight attendant who was leading the way reached out and shook hands with Chang Kun.

Hello, Chang Kun.

Ren Yong'an briefly recounted to his colleagues how Chang Kun caught the human traffickers, which drew cheers from the crowd.

The flight attendants' hatred for human traffickers runs deeper than that of ordinary people.

If someone has their money stolen, they can even help them buy a ticket and send them home.

The despair parents feel when their child is stolen is truly unbearable to witness.

"Come on, Chang Kun, have something to eat." Ren Yong'an took a steamed bun, a teacup of water, and a piece of pickled vegetable from the food cart counter.

"It's not mealtime yet, this is all we have. I see you didn't bring any luggage, so please make do with this for now."

"I can't accept this," Chang Kun quickly declined.

"You helped catch the human traffickers in our car, what's a steamed bun?"

Chang Kun nodded; the meat buns and steamed buns in the space could only be left for now.

They chatted with several train attendants about all sorts of things. Before long, the train started clattering forward, and the two train police officers returned to the dining car.

"Comrade, thank you so much!"

The older train police officer held Chang Kun's hand tightly.

"Don't mention it, anyone would help in this situation."

The group introduced themselves to each other; the older police officer was called Hong Sanbing, and the younger one was called Li Erfu.

While the group was chatting idly.

"Haha, I heard the comrade who caught the human trafficker is here. Let me pay my respects."

A burst of rough laughter followed.

Immediately afterwards, a burly man walked into the dining car with a smile on his face, wearing a badge that read "Train Conductor" on his chest.

The flight attendants and police officers stood up to greet them.

"Is this the comrade? He's very young. Heroes have always emerged from among the young. Not bad, not bad!"

The train conductor spoke quickly, patted Chang Kun on the shoulder, and praised him loudly.

"Old Liu, get some braised pork for lunch. I want to have a drink with this young comrade," the train conductor shouted into the dining car counter.

"Damn it, these human traffickers have caused trouble on my train several times. We've finally caught them. I told Station Master Zhang to treat them well and then take them to the railway police station afterward."

The flight attendants and police officers applauded, saying that putting the traffickers in jail would be too easy.

They should be beaten to a pulp on the platform first, then sent to the police station for another beating, and then sentenced or executed as appropriate.

Amidst the laughter and jeers of the crowd, Chang Kun learned that the train conductor's name was Gao Jin, a former soldier who was fiercely opposed to evil.

I wonder if Train Conductor Ko Chun knows how to play cards; he could be a gambling god if he had the chance.

Chang Kun had always thought that the cooks on trains were all pig feeders, which was why the food on trains was so bad.

When the braised pork was ready, it smelled surprisingly good, much to his surprise.

"Come on, Chang Kun, have some meat. This bottle of wine is yours."

Train conductor Gao placed the braised pork in front of Chang Kun, glanced around, and said, "Don't fight over it, this is specially for Comrade Chang today."

The flight attendants and police officers around them sniffed, their saliva dripping from their noses.

Chang Kun silently counted the number of people in the dining car; there was just enough braised pork for each person.

"Train conductor, I can't eat if you let them watch me eat. Come on, since we've met, I'll offer you a piece of meat each."

"Okay, Chang Kun is fine with it!"

"That's a real buddy!"

Everyone puffed out their cheeks as they bit into the braised pork. Even the train conductor wouldn't normally eat this, let alone them.

Suddenly a flight attendant ran over, shouting, "Officer Hong, Officer Li, someone has lost money!"

Railway police officers Hong Sanbing and Li Erfu stood up abruptly.

"Hurry up! Which carriage?"

"Carriage three." The approaching attendant didn't even turn his head and led the way.

Chang Kun activated his senses and saw that there were no signs of criminals in the third carriage. Instead, a criminal was moving quickly in the fifth carriage, heading away from the third carriage.

Tsk tsk, with two train police officers, it'll be hard to find the thief.

The braised pork in the dining car was delicious, and I had a great time chatting with the train police officer. Now that he's in trouble, it's only right that I lend a hand.

Chang Kun followed the others and passed through carriage number seven.

At this moment, the thief had already run into carriage number seven. When he saw the train police arrive, the thief remained calm and simply stepped aside to let the police pass.

When it was Chang Kun's turn, he smiled at the thief and used his tried-and-true capsaicin.

"ah!!--"

Another scream rang out, and the thief collapsed to the ground, clutching his face with both hands and groaning incessantly.

Hong Sanbing and Li Erfu turned around when they heard the noise.

"He picked my pocket," Chang Kun said, pointing to the thief on the ground.

Since the thief was already unable to speak after being sprayed with capsaicin, he could make false accusations at will.

Red Soldier's eyes widened. How dare the thief be so arrogant?

Stealing right in front of the train police is utterly reckless.

He had no doubt that Chang Kun was lying.

He searched the thief's body for a while and found more than 400 yuan in the inside pocket of his clothes.

Then, he pinched the thief's clothes and pulled out a piece of wire, and then pulled out a razor blade from the sole of the thief's shoe.

"You thieves, you always hide things like this, don't you have any new tricks?" Red Army soldier kicked the thief several times.

Four hundred yuan is a huge sum of money these days, enough to crush a family.

*Click!*

After handcuffing the thief, Red Guard Sanbing instructed:

"Xiao Li, take this thief to the dining car, I'll take the money to carriage number three."

Li Erfu gave Chang Kun a thumbs-up, then turned and escorted the thief away.

Hong Sanbing looked at Chang Kun curiously. "Chang Kun, you've got some skills. I just got there and you've already taken down the thief."

Upon arriving at carriage number three, a man in his thirties saw the train police officer and immediately rushed over, grabbing Hong Sanbing's arm with tears streaming down his face.

"Officer, please help me! That money was borrowed from several companies; it's our factory's lifeline!"

"Hey, hey—don't wipe your snot and tears on me!" Red Soldier pushed him away.

"Tell me, how much money was lost?"

The man's lips trembled as he wiped away his tears: "Comrade, it was four hundred and thirty yuan and two mao in total. I didn't dare to sleep, and somehow I drifted off. When I woke up, the money I had in my underwear was gone."

At this point, he pulled down his pants to show everyone. With a gentle pull, the crotch of his pants ripped open, revealing his bright red underwear.

The passengers in the carriage burst into laughter.

Red Soldier frowned. "Keep your underwear safe! Is there any marking on the money?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The man clenched his crotch and nodded repeatedly.

"On each bill, I wrote the character '厂' in pencil, the '厂' of 'factory'."

Now things are much easier. Hong Sanbing took out the money he had found from the thief, and each bill had the character "厂" written on it.

I counted them, and the amount matched exactly the amount of money the man had thrown away.

"Officer, you're amazing!" The man was so excited that his hands trembled as he saw the police arrive and get his money back. He bowed deeply to the officer.

"Alright, if you want to thank someone, thank Comrade Chang. He's the one who caught the thief."

Chang Kun waved his hand, turned around and left, ignoring the man's thanks.

A chorus of cheers and praises erupted from the carriage behind.

Everyone who travels by train hates these thieves; they keep them awake all the way.

On the way back to the dining car, there were still two or three criminals on the trail. Chang Kun thought for a moment and decided to catch them all in one fell swoop, which would be a good deed for the people.

As Chang Kun passed carriage number ten, he stared at a thin young man near the aisle, then turned and whispered in Hong Sanbing's ear.

"Brother Hong, that skinny kid over there isn't exactly a clean freak either."

Red Three Soldiers: ? ? ?

Could this Brother Chang be a criminal nemesis?

After catching the human trafficker, they caught a thief, and now on their way back to the dining car, they've run into another thief?