Chapter 29: He Can Fight? Don’t You Know Fourth Master Here Can Fight Too?
Song’s office.
Song Qing and Yang Ming were flipping through the file, organizing the recent matters, while Yang Ming, sitting there, occasionally looked up at the empty spot.
He didn’t expect that on the first day, Brother Lin would be late. It was almost noon. Even if something delayed him, he should at least say something.
He secretly glanced at the squad leader.
Although the squad leader’s face looked normal, he knew the squad leader was a bit disappointed. The squad leader had high expectations for Brother Lin, thinking he would bring big changes after joining the Public Security Bureau.
But now, gang members are still gang members.
Suddenly, it got noisy outside.
The two put down what they were doing, looking puzzled.
Yang Ming got up to check, and moments later, he returned with a face full of shock. “Master, come out and see. Lin, Brother Lin has caught a lot of people.”
Song Qing quickly got up and hurried outside.
“Ah… this.”
He was stunned.
Lin Fan walked up. “Squad leader, this morning I didn’t come to report, but went to the marketplace and caught all these local ruffians who extort common people, blackmail common people, and steal from common people. Our Public Security Bureau can’t let them act recklessly, or how will the common people see us?”
Song Qing’s mouth was slightly open.
To be honest, he was truly dumbfounded.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to catch them, but this group of local ruffians were organized. Their leader had always been bribing the Public Security Bureau. Among all the constables in the Public Security Bureau, how many hadn’t taken silver?
He wouldn’t say it outright, but he could point out those who hadn’t taken silver.
He could pat his chest and say he and Yang Ming hadn’t taken any, and now there was one more—Lin Fan.
“Squad leader, I’ll take them to the prison first and come back later.”
Seeing the squad leader still dazed, Lin Fan thought to give him some time to process.
Yang Ming followed with a face full of smiles. Stimulation, it was really too stimulating.
From the time he joined until now, he had never seen such a scene.
Prison.
The environment here was harsh, with a damp and rotten smell permeating the air. This was the Public Security Bureau’s prison. When people committed crimes and were caught, the first stop was here for interrogation. After evidence was obtained from the interrogation, it would be submitted to the County Office, and then they would be locked in the County Office Dungeon.
Jin Biao finally understood.
Even Chen Xingzhi’s face was useless. This Lin Fan was determined to deal with him.
The moment he entered the prison, Jin Biao’s body went weak, his bones felt like they had been removed, and he knelt down softly, begging.
“Master Lin, there were many people outside just now, I didn’t react in time. Now I’m kneeling to you, let me off this time.”
Jin Biao knew that Lin Fan, who didn’t even give face to Chen Xingzhi, was absolutely ruthless.
Falling into his hands, it would be hard to end well.
Kneel, he had to kneel.
Only by kneeling could there be a slim chance of survival.
“What are you doing? Do you know where this is?”
“Public Security Bureau prison.”
“Right, public security means rule of law. Don’t worry, nothing will happen. As long as you haven’t done anything, could I frame you?”
Lin Fan helped Jin Biao up, soothed his emotions, and turned to look at Yang Ming.
“What interrogation methods does our Public Security Bureau have?”
Yang Ming was about to speak when Lin Fan waved his hand. “Forget it, no need to say. Go through all the methods first, then let them recall what they’ve done before.”
“Okay.”
Yang Ming nodded decisively, even a bit expectant. It had been a long time since he had tortured anyone, and he was really looking forward to it.
Jin Biao, who had just stood up, heard this and collapsed again.
“Master Lin, Master Lin, let me go. I’m Fourth Master’s man.”
Lin Fan ignored him and kicked them straight into the cell. In the afternoon, he would start working. The first case had to be done perfectly.
When he and Yang Ming came outside.
“Sis, why are you here?”
Wang Shi appeared with a maid, the maid carrying several layers of lunchboxes in her hands.
“Sis came to see you.”
“Sis, let’s talk inside.”
Back in the office, Song Qing looked even more dazed, seemingly worse than before.
Song Qing didn’t want to stay dazed forever.
But he had just learned that at the door, Lin Fan and Chen Xingzhi had a confrontation, giving no face at all, which made Chen Xingzhi return to the office cursing.
This shocked him.
Wang Shi took out the dishes from the lunchboxes one by one.
“Sis knows you’re busy with work and might forget to eat, so I had someone make some dishes and bring them over. Busy is busy, but you can’t go hungry.” Wang Shi instructed.
“Sis, I know.”
He looked at the dishes, which were appealing in color, aroma, and taste. He knew they would be delicious even before eating, and after being busy all morning, he was indeed hungry.
“You guys carry on. Sis is going back first. In the evening, Sis will send someone to collect the lunchboxes.”
Wang Shi left, knowing this was a place for handling cases, and it wasn’t good for a woman like her to stay.
Lin Fan got up and saw his sister off at the door.
Back inside.
“You’ve offended Chen Xingzhi. That’s not a wise move. From now on, you’ll probably be targeted everywhere.” Song Qing said worriedly.
Lin Fan said nonchalantly, “What are we afraid of? Chen Xingzhi was already at odds with us. Since it’s like that, why give him face?”
“Sigh, that’s true, but now the situation is a bit troublesome.”
He explained the worrying situation one by one.
Jin Biao was Qin Si’s man.
Although this Qin Si wasn’t a gang member, more than half of the local ruffians in the huge Yong’an City made a living under him. His power was great, and he bribed officials with complicated connections.
He had done plenty of beatings with clubs and sneaky attacks.
He was afraid Lin Fan would be in danger.
Trouble?
Danger?
Beating with clubs?
Sneaky attacks?
Lin Fan didn’t take it to heart at all.
Come at me if you dare.
……
Teahouse.
The second floor was reserved.
In the empty space, only one table had a person sitting, leisurely drinking tea. From time to time, subordinates came to the second floor respectfully, placed silver and copper coins on the table, then backed away.
Qin Si, the head of the local ruffians in Yong’an City.
His daily life was drinking tea, collecting money, listening to music, and fondling women.
At this time, a skinny yet somewhat scholarly sour scholar hurried over and said in awe, “Fourth Master, something happened.”
“Hm?”
Qin Si turned his head, full of question marks.
Something happened? What could it be?
“Jin Biao and a group of subordinates were caught by constables from the Public Security Bureau.”
“Didn’t send money?”
“Sent it, sent it the day before yesterday.”
“Sent too little.”
“Not a coin short, all according to the rules.”
“Then what’s the situation?”
“It was a newly joined constable who did it. The money wasn’t sent to him.”
“Heh, turns out it’s a little punk. He’s unhappy and caught my men to vent. Go arrange it, send him third-class money to let him release them, and at night find some people to club him, don’t kill him, just let him know who he can catch and who he can’t.”
Qin Si didn’t take this matter to heart.
His daily businesses were all big deals worth dozens or hundreds of taels. He had no time to fuss with a little punk.
“But Fourth Master, this constable is no ordinary man. He was previously the leader of Loyalty Hall at Jili Wharf, and he’s very good at fighting. I’m afraid his appetite is huge, and third-class money won’t satisfy him.”
Qin Si, who had just picked up the teacup for a sip, frowned slightly. Having heard of those matters, he was indeed ruthless.
“Alright then, this afternoon send him an invitation, saying that I, Qin Si, invite him to Xianwei Tower tonight, just the two of us to talk.” Qin Si said.
“Fourth Master, should we arrange some men to hide nearby? After all, this guy is very good at fighting.”
Hearing this, Qin Si laughed.
He put down the teacup, looked at him, thought of his own subordinates around, and said with a face full of disdain:
“Good at fighting? Don’t you know that I, Fourth Master, am also very good at fighting?”
As soon as these words came out.
The surrounding subordinates were solemn and respectful, awe arising naturally.
Bring it on!
He saw the expressions of his subordinates.
Very satisfied.
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