There was no trace of emotion on the man's face. In the dim light, his facial features still retain the very handsome outline of his youth, his temples are white, and his eyebrows are full of traces of time.
When He Chusan dropped the first piece, he was convinced that he was not Xie Yingjie. He quickly searched his mind while playing chess, but he did not remember seeing this person in any social news, tabloids, or various information he had searched before, nor at any high society banquets or gatherings in the financial investment circle. seen. This man is not a high-ranking policeman, nor a powerful man, nor anyone worthy of a name.
There are three possibilities. First, this person is a person whom Qiao has brought to impersonate the old shopkeeper. But if this is the case, Mr. Qiao doesn't have to work hard to obstruct his eyes, and he doesn't have to use Tai Chi pictures that he can't understand to make a mystery, and he doesn't need to pretend to be so respectful, and he doesn't even have to find a chair for himself to sit on. Joe has no motive for doing this.
The second possibility is that Mr. Qiao did not lie to him. This person is really an old shopkeeper, a behind-the-scenes operator who is completely hidden in the dark. He has no identity on the surface, but he has the ability to control black and white. But how did such a person have such amazing power? How did Mr. Qiao make such old Jianghu worship at his feet? How to manipulate a chief inspector like Inspector Hua? In addition, the information he found, the old photo from 20 years ago, Lu Guangming's narrative, and everything that Brother Liuyi confessed to him, all pointed to Xie Yingjie. How can this be explained
Then, there is only a third possibility. Master Qiao does not know the identity of this person. This person is the substitute and agent of the old shopkeeper, and he has appeared for many years instead of the old shopkeeper. The black and white Yin-Yang diagram, the chess game, the various conversations between the chess game and the tea tasting were all tests of him under the advice of the old shopkeeper, to understand his background, strength and temperament... His Go was just entering university. At that time, he learned in the activity group of the student union. Although he was still the best among the students at that time, he was busy with his studies and had very little time to play chess. His chess skills were purely average. It is to see people through chess and find out his way of doing things - he hypothesized that he was born in poverty and tried his best to climb high, but the other party saw that he was in fact slow and step-by-step. conspiracy.
Both of them looked at each other very calmly and calmly. They both saw the other's disguise, and at the same time they were speculating about the other's true identity and purpose.
"Do you know how dangerous what you just said is?" the man said.
"I know. Anyone who knows who the old shopkeeper is is dead."
"How can you save your life?"
He Chusan leaned forward, supported the table with his elbows, and held his chin with his hands together. At this moment, he exhausted his life acting skills and showed the results of his hard training in front of the mirror for more than half a month - he tilted his head slightly, and slowly revealed an extremely innocent and extremely creepy, standard perverted villain smile. .
"Of course it depends. What do I know? And, what can I do for the shopkeeper?"
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Lord Qiao was leaning on a cane, pacing up and down the corridor with a "dong, dong, dong", and he lost sleep for a moment. His big baby He actually stayed alone with the shopkeeper and chatted for more than half an hour - this was something that had never happened to him before. And the shopkeeper has always cherished words like gold, but today he is painting and playing chess, asking endless questions like a market aunt. The alarm bell rang in his heart, and he only felt that this matter was going to be out of his control: what a big baby he wanted to discuss with the shopkeeper was not the ordinary "big business", I am afraid that he would be kicked out as a stepping stone. , Climbing to Gaozhi to become the "big business" of the old shopkeeper's darling.
Only then did he wake up from the sugar-coated banknotes and beauties of Consul He, and with a cool back he found that the master's reminder was not wrong: the abacus in Consul He's stomach is not a small one. What he calls "big business" "It's not as simple as helping the old shopkeeper do accounting and money laundering, I'm afraid he's planning something big to make waves.
Or, is he thinking too much? The old shopkeeper just hated meeting this promising young man late, so he stayed to ask a few more questions
This fluke did not last long. A few minutes later, He Chusan finally came out of the room and said that "the shopkeeper" asked him to go in alone. Grandpa Qiao was in a hurry to enter the door, but the "old shopkeeper" instructed him to remove the surveillance and tracking of He Chusan.
"Ah? This..." Master Qiao hesitated.
"He's doing things for me now." The "old shopkeeper" glanced at him, "What?"
"No, no, I understand, I understand." Master Qiao nodded quickly. At the same time, he was yelling at the street, this kid must have taken some shady work from the shopkeeper, and now they are sticking together like flies!
"Old Joe, don't worry, he will continue to do things for you. You don't have to worry about the extra things. You introduced this person well and you have the heart. I will not treat you badly."
"Understood, I understand, thank you the shopkeeper." Master Qiao thanked him repeatedly, and then withdrew. As soon as he went out, he saw He Chusan who was obediently waiting outside. In front of several old shopkeepers and bodyguards, he didn't have a fit. He nodded to He Chusan, and then walked ahead with a cane.
The two walked back and forth across the corridor and into the elevator. The old elevator went up in a "boom". At this time, Master Qiao raised the head of his crutch and stabbed He Chusan's chest heavily.
"You kid, you have a big heart!"
He Chusan covered the sore spot and laughed lowly, fell on him, and took his arm affectionately, "Brother, don't talk like that, the one who helps the shopkeeper is helping you. As long as the shopkeeper is good, the big brother will also help you. Well, of course I'm fine too. We're the 'Trinity'."
"Trinity is a fart!" Master Qiao picked up his crutches and tapped his little butt again, "Do your best to say good things."
"It's not just good words," He Chusan whispered into his ear, "Thank you eldest brother for helping me connect. From now on, eldest brother asks me to do things, and I will not take any commission. Not only will I not make commissions with eldest brother, but I will help the shopkeeper to do things. For my benefit, I will share with the eldest brother in eighty-two, and 20% will be given to the eldest brother."
"real?"
"If Big Brother is not satisfied, Qisan?"
"Come on!" Grandpa Qiao leaned on his chest again, "Big brother knows that you are sensible, so if you don't take advantage of you, eighty-two is eighty-two! Hahaha, it's big brother's good baby..."
Advisor He supported his eldest brother and wiped honey all the way. Grandpa Qiao was coaxed to feel comfortable, and while coping with humming, he really wanted to tie him back to work, but he restrained rationally, and vaguely remembered seeing his small muscles in the bath that day. Body, I feel that my old bones may not be able to handle him...
The two of them walked out of the underground club and into the parking lot, talking and laughing. The master has been waiting in the commercial car for a long time. He is looking out with his head stuck out. He is full of sourness when he sees this young and old having fun together. When he got off the car, it was Mr. Qiao who was holding the blind man cautiously. Now he is on the car. At that time, Consultant He supported Mr. Qiao with a face full of spring breeze, and at a glance, he poured Mr. Qiao's belly of ecstasy soup under the ground.
Master Qiao was feeling a lot of sadness in his heart. Big Brother Qiao sat beside him, put his palm on his long face, and gave him a playful donkey mouth. "Hey, my master, don't be so hard on your face!" He leaned on the driver's seat with a cane and signaled to the driver, "Let's go!"
The master frowned and turned his head to the back row. I saw Consul He was sandwiched between two bodyguards, sitting in the middle of the seat, slowly showing him an extremely innocent and extremely creepy, standard perverted villain smile.