Chapter 25: Artist Of The Table, Speech Begins
If you don’t understand, just ask.
From Yang Ming, he learned some situations about the Public Security Bureau.
Regarding this, he only wanted to say that Song Ban Tou’s situation was not optimistic.
“By the way, those knife-wielders caught a while ago, have they confessed who sent them?” Lin Fan asked.
Those guys clearly wanted Song Ban Tou’s life. If he hadn’t run into Song Qing and Yang Ming, the two of them would have died there.
Yang Ming shook his head and said, “When we brought those people back, they were all seriously injured. After the doctor examined the eight of them, seven died, and the last one smashed his head against the wall in prison and died.”
Lin Fan glanced at Song Qing, who was sitting there flipping through the file.
Good guy.
He really could keep his cool.
“Ban Tou, have you caught any tricky criminals recently?” Lin Fan asked.
Song Qing looked up and said, “Criminals aren’t that easy to spot. We can only search slowly.”
Alright.
Lin Fan walked to the cabinet storing the files, took some files to look at. He wanted to find some clues from the files, like evidence of the Martial Way.
Merchant goods robbed.
South City dismemberment case.
East City poisoning case.
……
He looked very seriously, with more and more files piling up in front of him, but unfortunately, he didn’t find even a little clue about Martial Way crimes in these files.
Yang Ming, sitting there, had his mouth slightly open. He saw Brother Lin’s serious and engrossed appearance.
So dedicated right after joining the Public Security Bureau.
Brother Lin lived up to being Brother Lin.
Song Qing nodded quite satisfied. As members of the Public Security Bureau, they should put all their minds on the security of Yong’an City.
That was what he thought.
Unfortunately, too many people didn’t think that way.
Although he had many opinions about this, what was the use? The Public Security Bureau had disunited hearts, each with their own thoughts. Chen Xingzhi had dozens of constables under him, but who was willing to do real work.
Too few.
Dusk.
Lin Fan walked out of the Public Security Bureau. He had changed his clothes into a constable uniform, with a knife at his waist. Walking on the road with his head held high, the common people passing by all lowered their heads to avoid him.
This made Lin Fan slightly frown.
Strange.
Seeing constables should bring a full sense of security. Why did it now feel like seeing a man-eating fierce tiger?
Lin Fan grabbed a passing commoner.
The grabbed commoner almost knelt down to beg for mercy.
“Are you afraid of me as a person, or afraid of the clothes I’m wearing?”
“Sir, I’m blind. I can’t see anything.”
Helpless.
Lin Fan let go of his hand, and the commoner who claimed to be blind suddenly ran off like the wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
During this time.
He lived a very fulfilling life every day: studying, martial arts practice, studying, martial arts practice…
Three points in a line.
Home, private school, wharf.
He rarely had time to stroll idly on the streets.
It seemed that the constables in the local Public Security Bureau were probably no different from local ruffians, ruining the reputation of constables. Thinking of this, he clenched his fist tightly.
Damn it.
I worked hard for three months to join the Public Security Bureau. Is it so you can ruin it?
Wharf.
“Master Lin.”
“Congratulations, Master Lin. Felicitation, Master Lin, on becoming a constable.”
The common people at the wharf respected Lin Fan very much.
Mainly because of Master Lin’s actions, they had all seen it with their own eyes. He was really very different from other gang leaders, showing consideration for them, the bottom-level common people trying to make a living.
Lin Fan nodded one by one and arrived at the warehouse.
That group of subordinates saw the constable, frowned, and wondered in their hearts why this constable came to their side. Was he bored and looking for trouble?
Do they really think our Loyalty Hall’s Master Lin is easy to bully?
When they saw clearly who it was, they excitedly surrounded him one by one.
“Brother Lin is back.”
“Don’t call him Brother Lin, call him Lord Lin now.”
“Right, right.”
They had actually known long ago that Brother Lin had become a member of the Public Security Bureau. After all, Brother Lin had always been studying the law. But seeing it now, they felt this change was too big.
“Brothers, gather in the warehouse.”
Lin Fan waved his hand grandly.
He never wasted time. Since joining the Public Security Bureau, he had to seize every minute and second. Wasting time was shameful, not to mention he wanted to make merits, huge merits.
Commoner constable?
What the hell was that? Even the position of prefect, he felt was not enough.
With the Martial Way not apparent, and him, Lin Fan, possessing such martial prowess, being a bit arrogant in Yong’an County Town wasn’t too much, right?
In the warehouse.
Lin Fan stood on the table, like an artist about to give a speech, while the subordinates raised their heads, waiting expectantly and excitedly.
“Fellow brothers, you’ve all seen it. Your Brother Lin has become a constable of Yong’an City’s Public Security Bureau. As the saying goes, raise soldiers for a thousand days to use them for an hour. Ask your hearts, have I treated you poorly on normal days?” Lin Fan said loudly.
The subordinates echoed one after another.
“Not at all, Brother Lin is righteous to the heavens.”
“Brother Lin is the big brother who truly treats us as brothers.”
“Brother Lin knew my mother was ill, said nothing, and gave me silver to call a doctor. I’m willing to go through fire and water for Brother Lin, my brains splattered on the ground!”
To tell the truth, Lin Fan was really good to this group of brothers.
He solved their difficulties when they had them.
Not to mention that time when he took them to eat and drink lavishly. If you asked them how good Brother Lin was, they didn’t need to think—probably even their own fathers weren’t this good.
In the crowd, Wu Yong was about to shout something at the top of his lungs when unexpectedly Qian Tao reacted faster than him.
“Brother Lin, whatever the matter, just instruct us. Brothers are knives in Brother Lin’s hands. Whoever Brother Lin tells us to chop, we chop, no second words.”
Huh?
Wu Yong widened his eyes.
No, why did you say the words I was going to say?
You said them, what do I say?
Lin Fan looked at Qian Tao, remembered him, “No difficulties on your second uncle’s side, right? If there are, just say. Everyone is my Lin Fan’s brother, no need to be a stranger.”
Qian Tao wanted to cry.
Brother Lin really remembered his matters, really treated him as a brother.
“Thanks to Brother Lin’s blessing, my second uncle’s days are gradually getting better.”
Don’t mention him wanting to cry now; the other brothers also wanted to cry. They were just low-level thugs, while Brother Lin was not only the hall master’s favorite and sworn brother, but now also a constable of the Public Security Bureau.
Such a huge status gap.
Yet he was still willing to call them brothers, never despising them.
They understood they had followed the right person.
If choosing between the hall master and Brother Lin, even thinking with their butts, they knew to definitely choose Brother Lin.
“Mm, that’s good.” Lin Fan nodded, then said, “After you go back tonight, think hard for me about which local ruffians in Yong’an City are idle all day, extorting the common people. List all their activity spots and times they appear.”
“Yong’an City is mine, but also yours. We get up early and stay up late every day, isn’t it just to have a bite to eat?”
“We’re gang members, but we never bully the common people. We’re much nobler than them.”
“So, we are… Wu Yong, you say.”
Lin Fan saw Wu Yong looking eager, so he gave him a chance.
“Yes, yes…”
The passionate Wu Yong stuttered for a moment, his mind blank.
What is it?
Qian Tao shouted with a flushed face, “We are heroes.”
“Good, very well said. We are heroes. Since we are heroes, we absolutely won’t allow any local ruffians to act wildly on our turf. We want the common people to know that everyone at Loyalty Hall’s Jili Wharf are heroes.”
“Tell me, right or not?”
Lin Fan’s voice was loud and full of heroic spirit, pulling emotions to the extreme.
The brothers in the warehouse howled excitedly.
“Right!!!”
One voice louder than the next, surging like waves, nearly flipping the roof.
Lin Fan nodded very satisfied, waved his hand grandly, “Then go back and think hard. Once this matter is done, I’ll take the brothers for a good meal, reward you well.”
“Yes.”
This group of brothers was like they had been injected with chicken blood.
More excited than one another.
They had never had such an experience before.
Heroes.
Who the hell doesn’t want to be a hero?
In the past, others called them low-level thugs, little trash, but only Brother Lin called them brothers, called them heroes.
