"Brother Yan, you okay?"
As the crowd around them grew larger and larger, Li Kuiyong noticed the commotion as well and forcibly squeezed his way through the onlookers.
Wang Yan waved a hand without saying anything, because the county police had already arrived.
Once the police arrived, Wang Yan did not need to explain anything. The two were repeat offenders, already known to the police. They were hauled away on the spot, and Wang Yan did not even have to give a statement.
"Heh, those little thieves have some nerve." Li Kuiyong clicked his tongue in amazement.
Wang Yan shook his head with a laugh. "Not even in Jingcheng does every thief know me. Wouldn't they still steal when they ought to?"
Li Kuiyong chuckled. "Brother Yan, you might not know it, but at least half the pickpockets in Jingcheng know you. I heard that after that incident, they'd deliberately stroll along your route to and from work just to memorize your face, so they wouldn't steal from you and bring disaster on themselves."
"Brother Yan really is impressive." Yu Ming chimed in from the side.
"Alright, let's go. Don't keep Old Liu and the others waiting too long."
The three of them headed for the place they had agreed on earlier, while Li Kuiyong kept talking about the local ticket market he had learned about from ticket scalpers.
And Li Kuiyong really was no slouch. He had asked about the prices of all kinds of tickets in great detail and remembered every one of them clearly. With all those miscellaneous tickets and their different prices, most people could not casually chat and memorize at the same time.
That showed Li Kuiyong had some talent in this area. Maybe it was his memory, maybe his feel for numbers, or maybe