Chapter 57: I, Lin Fan, Like People Who Tell The Truth
“Lin Squad Leader!”
Master Hu’s face was ashen, his chest heaving violently, his voice trembling slightly from extreme fury, “I hope you can show me some respect. Even your Li Prefect has to give me some face when he sees me!”
Master Hu was furious, provoked by Lin Fan.
But reason told him.
He absolutely could not conflict with the Lin Fan in front of him.
The other party dared to hit Chen Squad Leader, so he might dare to hit him too.
Lin Fan didn’t even bother to lift his eyelids, directly ignoring Master Hu, and turned to Yang Ming, “I’m a squad leader now. Do you have any new clothes? This constable uniform is really uncomfortable to wear.”
“Yes, we have some.” Yang Ming nodded immediately and was about to take Lin Fan inside.
Lin Fan walked up to Master Hu, close to his face, locking onto Master Hu’s flickering eyes, pointing toward the prison and saying:
“Master Hu, this squad leader is too lazy to waste words with you. The prison is right there, and the person is locked up there. Your son has already confessed and revealed many matters. If you want to rob him out, go ahead, but bear the consequences yourself. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
After speaking, he glanced at Chen Squad Leader who had fainted, then turned and followed Yang Ming inside.
Master Hu clenched his fists tightly.
His nails almost digging into his palms.
Fury.
Rage.
He looked toward the direction of the prison, finally flicked his sleeves, and stormed off angrily.
Rob the person?
He wasn’t so foolish as to hand a knife to Lin Fan.
From the current situation, this kid was a ruthless character. He needed to think of another way.
Inside the room.
“Pfft—!”
Song Qing, who was leisurely sipping his morning tea, after hearing Yang Ming’s animated and gesticulating description, couldn’t hold back and sprayed out the tea in his mouth, splattering the files on the table.
He widened his eyes, as if he had heard an unbelievable tale.
“Deputy, deputy squad leader?”
His mind went blank. What exactly had happened in that short time just now?
How did he suddenly become deputy squad leader?
“Yang Ming, why didn’t you call me out?”
Song Qing looked at his disciple. I’ve worked so hard to raise you in the Public Security Bureau. When something like this happens, at least come back and notify me.
Yang Ming scratched his head, embarrassed, “Master, I got too absorbed watching and forgot. Next time for sure.”
Song Qing rolled his eyes.
Where would there be a next time?
“This uniform is really awesome.”
Lin Fan held the dedicated uniform for the squad leader position, staring at it intently and praising it repeatedly.
Black satin as the base material, with gold and silver threads embroidering soaring sea patterns, a fierce eagle with glaring eyes and sharp claws diving down through clouds and waves, exuding a cold and murderous aura.
Domineering, majestic.
“Song Squad Leader, this uniform looks so good, why don’t you all wear it?” Lin Fan couldn’t figure it out. Such a great-looking constable uniform, yet those constable dogs didn’t wear it before.
Song Qing said, “When handling cases, there’s always pulling and bumping, it’s easy to damage the clothes. This uniform is very expensive.”
Expensive?
Was that a problem for Lin Fan?
Out in the world, identity is what you claim, clothes are what you wear. Tanks have no rearview mirrors—tangent anyway. He didn’t care about all that mess. For handling cases, you had to wear this uniform.
Without wearing this uniform, combat power might be ten. Wearing it, combat power explodes off the charts, unmeasurable.
Stepping out refreshed, he took a deep breath and suddenly found the air fresher, his vision brighter, the sky and earth more vast.
Yang Ming and Xu Ming stared intently.
“Bro, you look so domineering and majestic in it.” Yang Ming and Xu Ming were green with envy, couldn’t help reaching out to touch it. The fabric was silky smooth, great hand-feel, especially the lines accentuated by Brother Lin’s pecs, a visual shock.
“Stop touching. Follow me and work hard, and I’ll make sure you all get to wear it later.” Lin Fan never painted empty pies; he delivered the real deal.
Yang Ming and Xu Ming nodded excitedly repeatedly.
They believed it, really believed it.
Especially Xu Ming, who was absolutely convinced.
Because he knew their Lin Squad Leader wasn’t one to paint pies; he was the real deal who could actually lead them to progress.
Everyone wanted progress, but there had been no way before. Now the way appeared, and what he needed to do was be loyal, steadfastly following in Lin Squad Leader’s footsteps.
Liang Gui and his daughter nodded cooperatively too.
Lin Squad Leader looked reliable at first glance.
Just as they stepped out of the Public Security Bureau gates.
Wu Yong and Qian Tao, waiting at the tea stall across the street, immediately tossed down a few copper coins and sprinted over at 100-meter speed.
“Brother Lin.”
Both ran very fast, afraid to be slow.
Lin Fan said, “Why aren’t you at the wharf?”
“Brother Lin, we figured you’d definitely be handling cases, and you need manpower for that, so we came early to wait.” Wu Yong said first.
Qian Tao saw Lin Fan’s outfit, mouth agape in shock, “Brother Lin, this uniform is too domineering. It totally deters me, so majestic, so grand.”
“Haha, right? That’s what I think too. Only squad leaders can wear this.” Lin Fan grinned, loving people who spotted the key points.
Wu Yong puzzled, “Huh? Then why can Brother Lin wear it?”
Qian Tao shocked, hurriedly said, “Congrats Brother Lin, felicitations Brother Lin. You’ve been promoted to squad leader! I knew with Brother Lin’s abilities, promotion was just a matter of time, as long as they aren’t blind.”
“Deputy, deputy. Still a bit away from full squad leader.” Lin Fan waved it off.
Qian Tao shook his head, “No, in my eyes, Brother Lin’s current aura far surpasses a squad leader’s. Even the lofty prefect would pale in comparison before Brother Lin.”
“Haha… you kid.” Lin Fan was amused by Qian Tao’s words.
He liked people who spoke the truth.
Wu Yong nearby was dumbfounded.
Damn!
How was this guy so good at talking? Be honest, did you go study it?
He had foolishly asked why Brother Lin could wear it.
While Qian Tao directly congratulated Brother Lin on the promotion.
Thinking of this, Wu Yong wanted to slap himself. How was he so bad at talking?
Yang Ming and Xu Ming exchanged a glance.
Sure enough, excellent people are surrounded by excellent people.
Qian Tao asked, “Lin Squad Leader, what case are we handling now?”
“Go catch Yuan Jiang. Yuan Jiang committed killing and forced someone to take the blame. How can I tolerate his crimes?” Lin Fan said.
Liang Gui blinked in confusion, but whatever Lin Squad Leader said was law.
He felt Lin Squad Leader was always right.
“Let’s go.”
Lin Fan waved his hand grandly and headed toward Yuan Residence.
Along the way, Lin Fan deeply realized the appeal of this uniform. Passersby seeing him all stopped what they were doing and stared intently.
Even many pretty young girls shyly looked at him.
He didn’t need to look to know those girls were swooning.
His personal charisma on full display.
Soon, they arrived at Yuan Residence. The gates were tightly shut. Just as Lin Fan was about to kick the door, Yang Ming eagerly stepped up.
“Bro, leave this rough work to me. Kicking doors, I’ve got your essence down pat.”
After saying that, Yang Ming strode forward in three steps, lifted his foot for a fierce kick. Bang! Yang Ming stumbled back several steps, his foot numb and aching.
He stood there very awkwardly.
Couldn’t kick it open.
Lin Fan shook his head, patted Yang Ming’s shoulder, swallowed the pinellia in his mouth, “You, still need more practice.”
After saying that, he lifted his foot toward the gate.
Just then, the gate creaked open from inside a crack. A sleepy-eyed, irritated butler poked half his head out, still muttering curses.
“Who is it! Who the hell is tired of living to dare kick Master Yuan’s gate? I think you’re…”
Boom!!!
The sky is blue, the clouds are white.
And a splash of bright red liquid sprayed out.
He knew.
That was the blood he sprayed.
Bang!
Hit the ground.
The butler bounced a few times on the ground after landing.
Lin Fan at the doorway blinked, slowly lowered his leg, turned back to look at the group, raised his hand helplessly:
“You all saw it. He came up on his own. Right?”
Yang Ming: “Mm.”
Xu Ming: “Yes.”
Wu Yong: “Correct.”
Qian Tao: “Brother Lin, I see this matter is far from simple. This guy clearly wanted to sacrifice himself to buy precious escape time for Yuan Jiang. Not good, Yuan Jiang is definitely going to run. Brother Lin, we need to hurry inside.”
“Right, your analysis makes sense. Let’s go, in to catch him.”
Lin Fan took the lead.
As for the kicked-out-cold butler, no one cared. He couldn’t run.
New month, godfathers, some monthly tickets please, thanks!
