On a Sunday morning in London, a roadside restaurant was open for business.There were no more or less people in the restaurant, some people ate on the seats, some people sat on the long bar and drank hot tea.The waitress took the coffee pot and black tea to each customer, and stopped to chat with the familiar customers from time to time.The atmosphere in the restaurant is slow and cozy.
The atmosphere was marred by two sandwich-packing kids playing and laughing in the narrow, long dining room.Waiter aunt could not help but drink: "Hey!"! Hey! Hey! Gentlemen, be quiet.
The two children stopped and looked at each other.After the aunt turned around, the older child twisted his buttocks and knocked the child down, and the child fell on the side of a middle-aged man's chair.The middle-aged man was busy reaching out to hold the child. The child stood up, as if he had done something bad, and apologized with a restrained expression: "I'm sorry, sir."
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, but the restaurant is not a place for fighting."
"Yes, sir." The child nodded.
"Your breakfast is ready, boys," said the waitress.
The big boy took the paper bag and walked to the door of the restaurant one after the other.
Sitting on a bar chair, a bald man in his fifties with a big belly slowly folded up the newspaper and reached out to stop the child.He smiled at the child and said, "I'll treat you to breakfast."
The child was a little nervous, shook his head, turned to look at the big child, and cast a look for help.
The big boy stood in the doorway and looked silent, as if waiting for the child to come by himself.
Aunt discovers unusual, aside: "John?"
The man, who was called John, looked into the child's right pants pocket. "I see he's hungry, isn't he?"
Right? It's the kids.The child nodded at the question, and John smiled with satisfaction and pushed the bar chair beside him for the child to sit on.At this time, the older child quietly left the restaurant.
John ordered milk and a hot dog and took five bills from his coat pocket and put them in front of the child.When the child was afraid to move, John explained, "I want to buy the wallet in your right pants pocket."
The child hesitated for a moment and took out his wallet from his right pants pocket.John took the wallet and threw it on the ground without looking at it. "What's your name?" He asked.
The child replied, "Lin Kai."
John asked, "Vietnamese?"
The child replied, "Chinese."
At this moment aunt sees purse, pick up cry greatly: "Hey, which careless fellow loses the purse?"
Everyone groped, and the middle-aged man found that his wallet was lost and rushed forward to claim it.
John pushed the milk in front of Lin Kai and looked at the five bills he had put on the table. "This is your money."You can put the money away.
Lin Kai picked up the bill and asked, "May I count it?"
John laughed. "Of course."
Lin Kai picked up five bills and began to count them. His way of counting money was different from others. He held the money in his left hand first.Then his right hand pulled one out and put it on the table, counting: "One, one."
After counting, Lin Kai's hands were empty, and there was only one bill on the table.Lin Kai pushed the bill to John: "I'm sorry, sir, I can't accept your money."
John was very surprised.He knew it was a magic trick, and he knew how it was done. He was just surprised that Lin Kai could do it so well.John put away a bill in front of him and thought for a moment, "Lin Kai, I know you are a student of Blue Coat School."
This time Lin Kai was surprised: "How do you know?"
"I'm a detective," John replied with a smile. Chinese children will not be pickpockets unless they are orphans.There is a blue coat charity school four blocks away and the restaurant is near the bus stop. Summing up all the information, John came to a conclusion.
Lin Kai is not interested in the detective profession and does not care about tilting his head: "Britain is full of detectives."
John agreed and nodded, "Do you like being a pickpocket?"
Lin Kai did not answer, holding milk and drinking silently.
John knew: "My detective agency is not far away in Berning Street, and I lack a person to help me clean up.".If you want, I can solve your problem.
Lin Kai looked up at John. But they are a very bad lot.
"I'm just asking you whether you want to or not," John said. "It's my business how to solve the problem."
Lin Kai thought for a moment and said, "Sir, it is against the law to employ child labor."
"If you don't give money, it's not a job," John said.
Lin Kai was stunned. Is this the logic of the detective?
John saw Lin Kai's expression and smiled for a moment. "But I allow you to count the money for me once a week," he said.