I'm a legal reporter, honestly just a trainee reporter with little experience.In May of this year, the Chongqing Municipal Public Security Bureau called me and said that a prisoner wanted me to interview him. This prisoner is very important and he is a well-known local thief. The prisoner asked me to meet him by name, and the travel expenses were reimbursed by the local police station. I find it strange that a thief is so ostentatious?Roll call for me to interview?I was a little hesitant at first, and said verbally that I would ask for instructions. I guessed that I would ask the leaders of the unit. The leaders of the unit probably didn’t believe it and would not allow it. Unexpectedly, the Chongqing Public Security Bureau sent a fax of the invitation letter to the unit in the afternoon.I did not see this fax, but the unit leader seemed to attach great importance to it and told me to leave as soon as possible.

This aroused my curiosity. Anyway, the other party paid, so I hurried home and packed my luggage, ready to leave the next day. When I arrived at Chongqing Airport, people from the Public Security Bureau were already waiting for me, and even sent a car to pick me up. I was a little flattered, and asked the policeman what happened along the way. You will know when you talk about it. The car drove into the No. X Detention Center in Chongqing. A group of policemen seemed to be waiting for me at the door. A leader who called himself Chen Guofang (homophonic) greeted me warmly and invited me to a basement.We walked in the basement for a long time before we entered a room.The policeman who was driving mysteriously told me to wait for a while, and soon I heard the sound of iron chains rattling outside the door, and a prisoner was brought in.

I have seen quite a few prisoners, but this is definitely the first time I have seen such a weird prisoner! This prisoner was chained from head to toe, with at least seven or eight layers of locks on his hands, military boots on his feet, at least five sets of shackles from his ankles to his knees, and a big helmet on his head. Only two eyes are exposed. His two eyes are very sharp, as if two knives can be sprayed out of them, he and I looked at each other, and I felt a chill on my back.Not even the most vicious and insidious inmates I've ever met have ever sent a chill down my spine by looking at me.

The prisoner was held up by a group of policemen, and he moved to a chair and sat down. The policeman untied his helmet very nervously. Can't speak. The policeman asked Chen Guofang for instructions, he nodded, and then the policeman stepped forward and carefully took out the iron ball from his mouth. The prisoner opened his mouth, laughed twice, shook his head from side to side, and then looked up at me.His two eyes were like rays, slashing across my face, as if they could penetrate me, and I got goosebumps again. This man was in his forties, with a crew cut, lean, and a hooked nose.

He looked at me for a while, then kicked his breath, and said, "You are Yan Zheng?" Yan Zheng is my name. I replied: "It's me, I am Yan Zheng." He seemed a little depressed, looked at Chen Guofang and said, "Oh? That's right." Chen Guofang said very politely: "That's right, it's him." He groaned and said, "I didn't expect it to be an ordinary person, hehe, whatever, it's just you." I was a little angry, why was this prisoner so arrogant, but what was even more strange was that all the policemen treated him very politely, even a little in awe.

The prisoner said: "Captain Chen, since the man is here, let him have a chat with me alone. After the chat, I will cooperate with your work as agreed." Chen Guofang smiled and said, "Okay, then Mr. Yan can do as he pleases." After saying that, he waved his hand, and the other policemen actually wanted to leave the room, and even Chen Guofang himself wanted to leave. I was taken aback, why is this prisoner also named Yan?Seeing that the police were about to leave, there was another burst of panic. What's going on?Leave me alone with this prisoner? I took a step forward and asked Chen Guofang: "Captain Chen, should I talk to him alone? I don't know what's going on yet."

Chen Guofang said: "It's okay, it's okay, you talk alone, he won't do anything to you. Don't worry, don't worry." As he said, he still left me who was confused and left alone in the room . I was baffled, but I wasn't afraid. I blushed a little because of curiosity, thinking that such a prisoner who was tied all over his body like a rice dumpling could do anything to me? I sat opposite the prisoner, took out a pen and paper and a tape recorder from my bag, and said, "Hi, what's your name?" The prisoner's expression became relaxed, and he said, "My surname is Yan, my first name is Yi, and Yan Yi has the same surname as yours. Don't worry, I have no relationship with you at all."

I said, "What crime have you committed? Do you have anything to say to me?" Yan Yi laughed and said: "I'm a thief, stealing things, both black and white in Chongqing City, everyone calls me Huo Yan, be more polite, call me Sheng Huo Ye." I replied: "Oh, I'll call you Mr. Yan." Yan Yi smiled and said: "You really don't know anything, you don't know anything, you are not one of our thieves at all. It's a pity, a pity, who did I think you were, the old man valued you so much!" I said, "Master?" Yan Yi said: "I came to you, but actually all I want to say to you is - the old man wants to see you."

I was full of doubts, and continued to ask: "Who is the old man?" Yan Yi chuckled, his mouth squeaked, his throat sounded, and a black curved steel needle spit out from his mouth and held it in his mouth. I was taken aback, stood up from my seat, pointed at him and said, "What are you going to do?" Yan Yi said: "Don't worry, you are the old man's guest, I won't do anything to you. Don't shout, otherwise none of us will benefit." Yan Yi lowered his head as he spoke, he didn't know what trick he had used, just listened There were a few clicks, and the iron chains on Yan Yi's upper body fell in unison. Yan Yi twisted his body, stretched out one wrist to his mouth, looked at me and laughed, and said, "Let you see A thief's job."

As soon as Yan Yi finished speaking, the handcuffs on his hands fell off. I stood there, dumbfounded, unable to say a word. Yan Yi squeezed his wrist, put his hand down, and there were a few clicks, and the shackles and other locks on his feet fell off one by one. Yan Yi stood up, stretched his waist, and said: "These locks are too bad. No more! It's boring." Yan took a look at me, smiled, and walked towards me. I pointed at him with a pen, and I couldn't speak fluently: "What are you doing, what are you doing? Come here again and I'll call!" Yan stretched out his hand, and my eyes blurred. I don't know what method he used, but he has already taken my pen and the recording pen in the pocket of my coat.Yan Yi casually threw my things aside, and said: "I told you, it's better for you to remember it with your brain. There is a way to stealing! No matter what business you do, there are rules."

I don't know how I walked down the street alone in a daze. It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and I stood alone on the street in a daze.Everything that happened in the afternoon was like a dream.The prisoner named Yan Yi talked to me and told me a location that I had to arrive before twelve o'clock tonight.I didn't tell the police, and the police didn't even ask me what I talked about with Yan Yi. like a chain.I was driven by the police to a place one or two kilometers outside the detention center. They asked me to get out of the car, said goodbye, and then drove away in a hurry. Monk Zhang Er really couldn't figure it out. I walked on the street for about ten minutes blankly, but I still couldn't figure it out.The words Yan Yi said, "Thieves have the right way" kept running around in my mind, as if I had heard this sentence countless times, but I couldn't remember it no matter what. I checked the time, reached out to hail a taxi, and told me the location Yan Yi had told me. The taxi driver didn't even say any ordinary greetings, and drove away at a high speed. The place Yan Yi told me is very easy to find, just go in along an alley, follow the house number and see 28. This is a very old house, probably left over from the period of the Republic of China. The courtyard wall is high, and there is only one old dark wooden door on the entire wall, and there is not even a window. I looked at the house number, yes, it was 28. I went forward and knocked on the wooden door, but there was no response. I knocked three more times, but there was still no response. It was quiet inside, and there was no light in the crack of the door.It was inconvenient for me to shout loudly, so I had to take a step back to see if there was a button like a doorbell, and soon I saw something that seemed to be a button on the door frame on the left hand side. I touched it, and I could press it lightly Tapped down.I only heard a burst of old music slowly coming from the door from small to large. It is probably a tune like "Night Shanghai", but I have never heard it. The music played for about half a minute before it stopped, but there was still no movement. I was suspicious, worried that I might have gone to the wrong place, so I took a step back and looked at the house number.As soon as I looked up, the wooden door creaked open suddenly, which really shocked me. A smiling face appeared from the door. It was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She looked ordinary, but she looked very friendly. She smiled at me and asked, "Who are you looking for?" No, it is very standard Mandarin. I was stunned, Yan Yi didn't tell me who to look for, he just told me to come here to look for someone.I scratched my head and forced out a sentence: "I'm looking for it, old man." The woman smiled and said, "Is it Mr. Yan Zheng?" I quickly replied: "Hey! It's me, it's me!" The woman said: "Please come in, Mr. Yan, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time." The woman opened the door and invited me in. I smiled awkwardly and stepped into the old house. Thus, the story about the five kings of thieves, the inconceivable theft technique, the anti-theft technique, and everything that will never be known, opened a heavy curtain.