The Thief’s Dilemma chapter 1

A thief boldly pried open the rusty door, entered the house, closed the door tightly, and pried open the drawer. He found two fifty – dollar bills. He picked up the money, and there was a note underneath, which read:

If you’re in the same situation as me, you can take these $100. If you still have one hand, please leave $50 for me so that I can use it to register at an employment agency when I’m unemployed. If you’re a thief with all your limbs intact, please use your “third hand” to take out your conscience and put it in here, and lock this cabinet for me. Thank you!

A disabled person who has lost both hands

After reading the note, the thief snorted dismissively. He pinched the money between two fingers, held it up to the sunlight, and flicked it. He muttered to himself, “How unfunny you are. Wouldn’t it be more elegant if you used the word ‘take’ instead of’steal’? The term ‘thief’ is so out – of – date. Can’t you call me a ‘pocket cleaner’?”

The thief was about to leave with the money when he suddenly saw a disability certificate hanging on top of the cabinet. The room was empty, and the eyes of the disabled person in the certificate were bright and sharp. Looking at the photo, the thief felt a bit like he had needles pricking his back.

The thief thought and hesitated for a long time. He was wondering whether to return the money, but he was reluctant to leave empty – handed. After all, when he climbed over the outer wall just now, his thigh was scratched by broken glass, and his pair of leather shoes was also worn out.

The thief then kicked open the shoe cabinet, and a brand – new pair of Roadmaster brand leather shoes came into view. They were size 40, as if they were made for him. He put on the shoes and walked on the floor. He felt that his toes were cramped. He reached in and took out a paper ball, which read: