Chapter 12 gravel at construction site

The big thief Huo Zhenbo, who wears the uniform of Mr. Ding Beimo, the Minister of Police, uses a stolen police bicycle to drive Casper's grandma around the sleepy town. Grandma sat sideways on the bicycle shelf, holding the seat tightly with both hands: at first, she was a little uneasy, but as she ran, she gradually felt that riding a bicycle was fun. "Ah, please think about it." Grandma sneered, "This is the first time in my life that I ride a bicycle! Because when I was a girl, I didn't have a bicycle, and I won't have the opportunity to ride a bicycle in the future." .Because of you, I remember the taste of a bicycle. At this age, should I still buy a bicycle—what do you think?"

Huo Zhenbo only answered "good idea" or "great idea" in a low voice, chirping, but thought to himself: "Okay, this way, it will go quite well..." Even so, at the next intersection, Grandma will definitely sense that she is going in the wrong direction. But a true thief, no matter what the situation, knows how to get out. "Old lady, please pay attention!" Huo Zhenbo said in a low voice, "From here is the construction site, there are gravels - when the bicycle passes by, the gravels will get into the face. You'd better take off the Glasses, close your eyes for a while. Got it?"

"Oh, you're so kind—thank you!" Grandma took off her glasses from her nose, closed her eyes, and then imagined herself sitting on a bicycle running around the town in high spirits: "Everyone I meet on the road will turn towards me with surprised faces." Come see it off." Even thinking about such a happy thing, grandma didn't forget to ask the construction site why it wasn't over from time to time. "Unfortunately, not yet!" Every time at this time, Huo Zhenbo replied, "It's better to take off the glasses for a while. There are still enough gravels."

In this way, by the time grandma figured out that she had been fooled, it was already too late. Grandma felt strange. Putting on her glasses, she saw that the houses on the edge of the town were far behind, and the bicycle was walking along the road and through the forest. "Hello, hello!" cried Grandma. "Mr. Police Minister, where are you going? Why don't you go to the fire pump?" "That's right!" The great thief Huo Zhenbo said in a rough voice. Since Huo Zhenbo returned to his original tone and spoke loudly, grandma immediately felt suspicious. "Here in front, oh, listen to me!" cried Grandma. "Aren't you Mr. Dimbem, Minister of Police?"

Huo Zhenbo smiled and pedaled his bicycle. "It's too late for you," he said. "Who am I? Hee, hee, hee, hee hee! Guess what!" Grandma shouted angrily: "In this place, there is only one guy I know who can do such a shameless thing. ——That is you! What do you want to do to me?" "Abduction." "Don't be kidding! I'm going to call for help! - help - help, help! I'm going to be abducted! Help - help -!" "You can shout whatever you want." The great thief Huo Zhenbo said, "In this forest, there is no one who can hear you. No matter how much you shout, you can only end up with a sore throat in the end."

It's a pity, just like what Huo Zhenbo said. Grandma choked up two or three times, and said with tears in her eyes: "Be ashamed, Mr. Huo Zhenbo! I'm a helpless old woman. You should apologize here quickly and send me home." Huo Zhenbo laughed out loud. "Okay, fine!" Grandma said, "If you don't send me back, I can jump off the bike right away and walk back by myself." "Please do whatever you want!" Huo Zhenbo muttered, "First, if you do that, it will be dangerous for the elderly, and also, your feet cannot walk so far. This is also a pity, as Huo Zhenbo said.

"At this point," thought Grandma, "there's nothing to do but hit the man over the head with that bicycle pump out there." Pumps are easily removed from the shelf.Grandma picked it up and hit it down. With a sound of "boom", grandma's heart was tight and aching. ——However, Huo Zhenbo still pedaled the car as if nothing had happened. "Old lady, don't be dumbfounded." Huo Zhenbo said, "That's right—don't forget that I'm wearing a helmet on my head, it's a police officer's helmet." Grandma realized that it was useless to try again.So she decided to throw the pump far away.

But if you think about it carefully, the pump actually belongs to Mr. Ding Beimo, the Minister of Police. As a result, grandma stopped throwing the pump.