"Eh, I didn't even see it on my way here."
Lin Fan didn't think much of it, picked up the wallet, which contained an ID card.
Li Dazhuang, male, born in 1980, address...
One red banknote, three green banknotes, two one-yuan coins.
As a child, he had learned a song, taught by a teacher.
'I found a coin by the roadside...'
I heard in the past it was about a penny.
Latter on, the penny was gone, and it became about a coin, a change to keep up with the times.
Of course, no matter how it changed, the message was always to hand over found money to the police officer.
Even in the apocalypse, he still felt it was better to give it to the police officer.
He was very poor, having just found work, but if the money wasn't his, he would never take it.
Pushing away the garbage cart, he placed it back in its usual spot on the street and then headed towards the police station with the wallet.
The streets.
