【Sri Lanka】Appreciation of the original text of Gunawartna's "Such a Policeman".

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　　"Catch the thief...... Catch the thief...... Come on, someone......" Suddenly, there was a hurried shout from the next door. It was half past four in the afternoon. After hearing the noise, the neighbors rushed to the accident site. Standing by the door and looking inside, I saw a ragged guy knocked over to the ground, one by the neck, and the other on his body, so that he could not move at all. It's hard to find a place for heroes, and who doesn't want to show off their skills at this opportunity? A few strong young men spat foul language, pushing away the crowd and rushing forward. At the moment, the landlord is operating in the vegetable shop. When he heard the news, he immediately sent someone to report it to the police station. Thinking that the lost property that he had stolen for many years finally had a clue to trace today, the boss was overjoyed and happy.

　　"The police are coming! the police are coming!" Someone reported to the boss at the door.

　　"Ah...... It's really coming?...... Is it the old man Saisan?......" the boss asked eagerly. In fact, he already knew in his heart that this kind of official business is usually handled by this boss himself. As he spoke, he saw Mr. Saisan swaggering into the house with a baton, he was burly, dignified, and had a military demeanor. The boss hurriedly whispered a few words in the man's ear. Unexpectedly, this guy didn't know the current affairs, so he bargained on the spot.

　　"Can't you ask for the reward later? don't you give me the money to go to the store and get the money!" The boss immediately reprimanded him.

　　"Hurry up and stop me! With my Master Saisan here, I don't think he will dare to run away!" The policeman shouted at the two thieves. The thief slowly rose from the ground, his eyes terrified.

　　"How's that, young man, do you know who I am?" The police officer asked with a smile on his face, and at the same time put on a majestic posture of a Dharma Protector.

　　"What's your name?" The officer then interrogated.

　　"Jantradasha. ”

　　"Where is my hometown?"

　　"Gegley. ”

　　"So, you're a thief by profession, aren't you?" As he spoke, the officer stretched out his giant palm, grabbed the thief's neck, and lifted it up vigorously. The thief screamed, and suddenly his feet lifted off the ground, and he struggled in pain like an upside-down duck.

　　"Well, does this taste good? Now you should know how good my master Saisan is?" The officer said majestically.

　　"Boss, have you seen that there is no need to be humane to treat such criminals! They should all be hanged! It is so cheap to put such people in prison! The law and order in our country is so bad, and it is not all bad at the hands of these brutes, and last week, something happened to the club again, have you all heard of it? The famous 'white-faced king' was paralyzed for a moment, put five thousand rupees in a drawer and went to drink tea. Who knew that without a cigarette, the money was stolen. Fuck, who did this with such a fast hand and foot! After the accident, not only the boss was unlucky, but even the fucking me suffered. I was supposed to get the 200 rupees extra fast that day, but it took three days to get it, do you say it's annoying?...... These thieves are not human at all! After you are caught, no matter how you torture them, you will not change your thief nature, it is really unreasonable......," the police officer said angrily.

　　"Hey, boy, get me the truth! What are you sneaking here for? Are you trying to steal the boss's coat?...... Oh, thank goodness, the coat wasn't hanging in place today, otherwise it would have disappeared. ”

　　"Master officer, I have been wronged! I have come to borrow money from Mr. Bookkeeper to go home to visit my family. Who knew that after he came, he knew that he had already resigned. I was trying to find someone to inquire about his whereabouts, but these two men grabbed me and knocked him to the ground and beat him. I'm an innocent man, and I've never stolen anything from anyone else in my life. ”

　　"Have you heard? What an innocent and upright gentleman! I didn't think you were good at acting. I think you stole the 5,000 rupees from that club!" The officer said as he punched him in the chest. The thief staggered to the ground, groaning in pain.

　　"Stinky boy, let it be clear, I, Master Saisan, am not easy to mess with! Open your dog's eyes and see, this leash on my body is not a vegetarian, it loves to entertain you brutes!" The police officer said as he spoke, and a nameless anger welled up in his heart. He didn't say a word, but beat the thief severely. The thief collapsed on the ground with a dying breath. The officer collapsed in his chair exhausted, grabbed the newspaper and fanned himself vigorously. The boss hurriedly brought the drink to the police officer.

　　"Alas, boss, I'll tell you the truth, I'm a little useless. Back then, I was single-handedly carrying out tasks for hours on end, and I never knew what it meant to be tired. But now, why do you sweat when you move, maybe people are really old, right?" The officer said with emotion while drinking.

　　"I often miss my golden age, when I was young and strong, working in Nuval Elia. At that time, the police station was all run by white people, and it was very imposing. As soon as the case comes into our hands, it will be completed as soon as it is done, which is really happy!" I remember it was the twenties, and our bureau was in charge of handling a theft case. It was said to be a theft, but in fact nothing was lost. It's just that the thousand rupees that the boss kept in the drawer can't be found. At that time, everyone suspected that a guy in the shop did it. So, they questioned the fellow. Unexpectedly, this guy insisted: 'I didn't take it!'" In the end, there was no way, so I took care of it...... When I came to the shop, I grabbed him by the neck, beat him against the wall, and then warned him that if he dared to say nonsense that the boss had taken the money himself, I would kill him on the spot! At this time, someone in the store sent a telegram to his home, telling them to come quickly. As soon as the old woman entered the door, she shouted, 'Don't hit my son!' At this time, he was in a hurry to catch my fire, and when he went up, he slapped his wife.

　　When the old man saw that things were not good, he secretly stuffed me fifty rupees. What are you afraid of? I can say whatever I want, and I don't need to hide it. At this point, I somehow took pity on that kid. So he stopped the torture, ordered him to write a confession that he had taken a huge amount of money privately, and released him temporarily. The boss took the confession and filed a lawsuit with the court. Unexpectedly, a few days later, the boss found the money in another drawer. As a result, the plaintiff withdrew the complaint. That kid was beaten for nothing. However, the boss is to blame for this incident, why is he so forgetful? Poor poor young man, who has been lying in the hospital for more than two months.

　　"I am recalling these past events today just to prove that I was not a useless person back then! At that time, my superiors sent me to carry out no matter how difficult the task was, and my body was completely able to withstand it. But now, after only a few blows, I feel sore. What's going on! Could it be that I really have a damn rheumatism?" As he spoke, the officer poured all the remaining wine from the bottle into his arms.

　　"Boss, what do you think of this guy now? He hasn't stolen anything yet, I don't know if he can go to court? Why don't you arrest him first and talk about it later, is that okay?" The boss asked, embarrassed.

　　But if you want to prosecute, you have to have solid evidence. Even if it's a bill or a ring. Otherwise, let him go. Actually, it's nothing if he doesn't fight a lawsuit now, he's enough to stand it anyway!" The officer replied.

　　"Hey, stinky boy, don't get out of here yet!" He flew up and kicked the hapless guy out of the door.

　　"That's the end of this matter, boss, it's time for me to take my leave. How's it going, are the oranges still fresh in the market lately? If you're good, don't forget to send a few to try! You see, my arm is still sore now. ”

　　The officer waved his arms a few times, then walked away.