Qiao Wen was amused by his small gesture, thought for a while, and said: "Gamblers are the most untrustworthy. Although Uncle Ming said that he would never gamble again, he might not be able to bear it someday. Although we didn't earn the money, But let him write the IOU."
Chen Jianan said angrily, "If he wasn't an elder, I would have beaten him to the point where he has teeth all over the place."
It's not too late to pay off the gambling debt, maybe Scar will go back on his word tomorrow, and twenty thousand will become thirty thousand in the blink of an eye. The two didn't dare to delay, they hurried back to the city with the money in their pockets, went to Uncle Ming's incense paper stall, and asked him to ask Dao Scar to collect the money.
Scar came very quickly, with a toothpick in his mouth, swaggeringly followed the timid Uncle Ming in, with the skills of two pony boys. People who didn't know thought he was some big boss.
"Liangzi Nan, you and your sick boy have prepared money so quickly?" He asked in a foolish manner, clearly not believing that Chen Jianan, a forty-nine boy, was capable of raising twenty thousand yuan in one day. Without waiting for the other party to answer, he glanced at Qiao Wen who was sitting behind Chen Jianan, who was pale, and said with a smile: "If you are playing tricks on me, it will be useless even if your eldest brother is here."
His hands have been very itchy recently, and it happened that someone came to his door to repair him. Today, he has to smash the handsome face of Liangzi Nan's Pujie.
Standing behind the glass counter, Chen Jianan took out a thick envelope and threw it on the counter with a blank expression: "Brother Scar, here is the money, 20,000 yuan is a lot."
Dao Scar was stunned, and reached out to take it, but was blocked by Chen Jianan: "Brother Dao Scar, where is the IOU?"
Dao Scar sneered: "The members of our Hexing Society have been able to operate in the Walled City for many years because of their credit. Are you afraid that I won't pay back the IOU after taking the money?" He took out an IOU from his trouser pocket and snapped it. There was a slap on the table.
Chen Jianan glanced at the IOU, and let go of the hand holding the envelope.
Brother Scar picked up the envelope suspiciously, opened it, and took out the banknotes inside. It's really a lot of points if you count them casually.
His face couldn't help changing slightly, he picked up the IOU on the table, gritted his teeth and tore it off, and said viciously: "Little Nan, you have the ability!"
Chen Jianan replied casually: "Brother Fei, I dare not not return the money."
Scar pulled the corner of his mouth, and waved his hand to tell the boy next to him to leave, but when he turned around, as if thinking of something, he looked at Qiao Wen behind Chen Jianan, showing a ferocious and wretched smile.
There is no way to smash Liangzi Nan's handsome face, or scare his younger brother.
However, this time Qiao Wen not only did not bow his head in horror when he saw him like before, but met his eyes calmly, and even showed a specious smile.
For some reason, Dao Scar suddenly felt that this sick young man was a bit evil, he was slightly taken aback, felt bored, and walked away resentfully.
The people around who wanted to come and watch the excitement were driven away by Chen Jianan, leaving only Qiao Wen, Chen Jianan and Uncle Ming's father and daughter in the small incense stand.
Uncle Ming was quite self-aware. He issued the IOU, stamped his fingerprints, handed it to Chen Jianan with trembling hands, and said submissively: "A'nan, thanks to you this time, otherwise my Baolian would have been killed by me, and I wouldn't be able to survive." Don't worry, I will definitely return the money to you."
Baolian choked aside: "Father, you can't gamble anymore."
"If you kill me, I won't gamble anymore."
"Uncle Ming," Chen Jianan took out a cigarette and put it on his lips, and was about to light it. He glanced at Qiao Wen, who had crooked eyes, and put it down quickly, "You can pay back the money slowly, but I can help you this time." It won't be the next time, you will only have Baolian as a daughter, and if something happens again, you will still have to kill her."
Uncle Ming knelt on the ground with a thud, and raised three fingers to swear: "I swear, I will never gamble again, if I break my oath, I will be hit with a thunderbolt."
Chen Jianan sneered, and said: "If swearing and swearing is useful, I'm afraid our Kowloon Walled City would have been burned to the ground by thunder and fire."
Uncle Ming gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, and suddenly took a paper cutter from the side, and slashed hard at his left index finger.
"Abba!" Amidst Baolian's scream, a bloody finger fell to the ground, and the blood splashed all over the floor.
Chen Jianan subconsciously covered Qiao Wen's eyes.
Qiao Wen was afraid of seeing bloody scenes since he was a child, and he didn't even dare to watch chickens and fish. When he accidentally ran into a fight and blood was flying, he would be so scared that he couldn't eat well for a few days.
Chen Jianan didn't expect Uncle Ming to come out of nowhere and make such a move, it seems that he really made up his mind. He frowned and said to Baolian who was pale with fright, "Hurry up and take your father to Uncle Hua's place to bandage."
Then Baolian hurriedly picked up the severed finger, covered her father's severed finger with a handkerchief, and helped the man who was whimpering in pain to run outside.
Chen Jianan stretched out his long legs and wiped the blood on the ground indiscriminately before releasing his hand covering Qiao Wen's eyes.
"It's all right, Joe."
However, Qiao Wen's expression was unexpectedly calm.
Chen Jianan was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Xiao Qiao, are you not scared?"
Qiao Wen chuckled: "I'm not so intimidated."
Chen Jianan heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help sighing: "You have really changed a lot recently."
Qiao Wen looked up at him, and said seriously: "I'm eighteen years old, I can't let you cover my eyes for the rest of my life."
Chen Jianan smiled indifferently and said, "That's not impossible, you are my younger brother!"
Qiao Wen just smiled and said nothing.
Seeing that his handsome brows were slightly frowned, Chen Jianan asked curiously, "Xiao Qiao, what are you thinking?"
Qiao Wen said, "I'm thinking we have to go find Lin Zihui."
"Lin Zihui? Who is it?"
Qiao Wen looked up at him: "Lin Zhaoming's illegitimate son."
Chen Jianan remembered: "Oh, the four-eyed boy in the Furong Tea House. Do you even know his name?"
Qiao Wen said nonsense: "I heard Lin Zhaoming call him Zihui in the teahouse."
Chen Jianan nodded without realizing it, and asked again: "Shall we go now?"
"We only have five days, we can't waste it." Qiao Wen stood up, but suddenly felt dizzy.
Chen Jianan quickly supported him, looked him up and down worriedly, and only went out once. The color on his face that had been nourished by eating and drinking for the past few days faded again, revealing a pale and sick face.
"You're tired today, and your complexion is not very good, or we'd better go tomorrow."
Qiao Wen shook his head: "I'm fine. It takes only 20 minutes to take a rickshaw out of the city. I won't be tired. Go talk to grandma first."
Grandma Qiao knew that the two of them settled Uncle Ming's account, and asked where the money came from. Qiao Wen only said that it was Chen Jianan's idea. return.
Qiao Wen nodded: "Don't worry, grandma, it's fine with Brother Nan to accompany me."
Grandma Qiao is still very relieved of Chen Canaan, and even feels that one day something will happen to her, and her grandson will have to be taken care of by Chen Canaan.
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Grandma Qiao didn't know what she was worried about. He always felt that his grandson was not the same as before, but he should be getting better, which deserves the comfort of her grandmother.
Qiao Wen didn't know what Granny was thinking, and walked out of Kowloon Walled City with Chen Jianan again in the twilight.
The reason why he chose to go to Lin Zihui now was because he knew that Lin Zihui was still a college student, and most of the time he returned to the teahouse to help after evening. It happens to be evening now, so we should meet him without accident.
Sure enough, when the two got off the rickshaw, they ran into Lin Zihui who was carrying a schoolbag and came back from school.
"It's you?" Lin Zihui recognized Qiao Wen at a glance. It's not that he has a good memory, but that with Qiao Wen's appearance, it's hard not to remember it if you look straight at him, not to mention such a thrilling thing that happened that night.
Seeing that he recognized him, Qiao Wen said with a smile, "Do you still remember me?"
Lin Zihui smiled and said: "Of course I remember, someone wanted to kill my father that day, thanks to the friend who had tea with you. My father wanted to thank you very much, but you disappeared in a blink of an eye. By the way, Are you here for tea? That friend didn't come with you?"
Qiao Wen pointed to the young man beside him, and said with a smile, "It seems that you only recognize me, not my brother."
Only then did Lin Zihui turn his head to look at Chen Jianan seriously, and then adjusted his glasses. He seemed a little unbelievable, and said with surprise, "It's you? I really didn't recognize it."
Chen Jianan bent his lips and smiled: "Without the hat and beard, is there such a big difference?"
Lin Zihui nodded: "I really can't recognize it at all."
Qiao Wenxin said that if he could recognize him, in the original story, it would not take so many years to know that he was the murderer of his father.
Of course, for Lin Zihui, it doesn't matter whether he recognizes Chen Jianan, as long as he is sure that he is the one who saved his father. He enthusiastically held the two of them together: "Let's go, let me treat you to this tea tonight."
Qiao Wen looked at him calmly. Frankly speaking, it was really hard to see that such a naive young man would become a gangster in Hong Kong City who could shake his feet when he stomped his feet.
In order to show his hospitality to the savior, Lin Zihui led the two of them to the private room. The private environment was just in line with Qiao Wen's wishes.
Because of the similar age, Lin Zihui treated the two of them as friends almost immediately, and after introducing each other, he kindly called them Anan Awen, and asked them to call him Zihui directly.
Hearing that the two came from the Walled City of Kowloon, he didn't have any resistance, but was full of curiosity: "I've always wanted to go to the Walled City, but my uncle wouldn't let me go, saying it's too dangerous inside, so be careful if you go or never return. Although it's not far from the teahouse, I've never been there. But seeing the two of you, I think uncle scared me."
Chen Jianan said: "Outsiders always say that the Walled City is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair. In fact, the Walled City is a slum, and the west district is populated by good people like us. If you only go to the west district to buy some cheap goods, it's still safe to visit a dentist's office. But ordinary people must not go to the East District, there are all gambling stalls and fan stalls." He said in a deliberately mysterious and low voice, "Many people want to go there to have fun, but it is true that they never return, and sometimes they go He is a complete human being, and when he came out, he was missing arms and legs."
Lin Zihui seemed to be taken aback, he opened his eyes wide and patted his chest: "That's really scary."
Qiao Wen silently took a sip of hot tea.
Who could have imagined that if the original story was followed, one of these two chatty bastards would become a decisive male lead, and the other would become a heinous villain, fighting to the death.
He put down his teacup and interrupted them: "Zihui, we're not here for tea today."
"Yes, yes, yes." Chen Jianan also realized that he had strayed a little far from the topic, so he quickly retracted and nodded in agreement.
Lin Zihui blinked: "What's the matter?"
Qiao Wen said: "We came here specifically to find you. Brother Nan saved your dad by accident. He shouldn't have accepted your dad's reward in the first place, but we happened to encounter some difficulties, so we asked your dad for money." I paid 30,000 yuan for emergency assistance."
Lin Zihui nodded: "This is what it should be."
Qiao Wen shook his head: "If we don't intend to save people, what should we do? Although we are poor, we are not people who will take advantage of you. So we promise your father that we will help him find out who is trying to kill him within five days. "
When Lin Zihui heard the words, he showed a sad face: "If you agree to other things, it is still possible, but it is too difficult to find the murderer. I asked my father, and he is also investigating. He has so many capable people , I have no clue until now. You two have never met my father, and I don’t know if he has any enemies or offended anyone. Where do we start to investigate in five days? Although I also hope to find out quickly, lest my father Dad is in danger again, but this is really not so easy to do."
Qiao Wen said: "It is precisely because we know nothing about Abba that we came to you."
Lin Zihui asked suspiciously: "Looking for me? I don't live with my father, and I have no idea what he has done or who he has offended."
Qiao Wen smiled lightly, and said: "Your father knows this best. Since he has no clue, it means that the person who wants to kill him this time is not an enemy. In fact, think about it, if it is an enemy, you are not afraid of being known, are you? And this person is so secretive, which shows that he is very afraid of revealing his identity."
Lin Zihui frowned and thought for a moment, adjusted his glasses, and said: "You mean, the person who wants to kill my father this time is not an enemy, but someone who may seem to have no intention of killing my father."
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Qiao Wenxin said that although the four-eyed boy looks a bit dumb, he is not stupid and has the potential to be a big hero.
He nodded: "That's right, I guess this is the reason why your father has so many capable people, but why can't find out."
Lin Zihui: "Wouldn't it be more difficult to check?"
Qiao Wen shook his head: "Not necessarily. There is a saying in criminology that after committing a crime, criminals will return to the scene because they are afraid of leaving traces or seeking the pleasure of provocation. So the person who wants to kill your father this time □If you fail, you will most likely come to the tea room. If this person happens to know you, he may even ask you about the details of your father’s assassination that night.”
Lin Zihui opened his eyes wide in astonishment. He felt that he could understand every word that the handsome young man said, but he didn't seem to understand anything. I."
Qiao Wen smiled: "It's okay, it's only been less than a week, and that person is probably still hesitating. If there are such people in the next few days, especially people who have an unusual relationship with your father, come to the teahouse, You must pay attention."
Although Lin Zihui still doesn't quite understand what he said, but he also understands what he should do, and nodded solemnly: "I know."
The reason why Qiao Wen said this was not a theory of Lao Shizi's crime, but that he vaguely remembered Lin Zihui in the original book. Later, he finally found out the mastermind who killed his father, which surprised him. , The man even came to the tea room to comfort him.
Although Qiao Wen read this book scribbled, fortunately, his memory is really good, and he did not forget that there was such a chapter in the book.
Of course, in order not to look like a prophet, he could only use a so-called criminological theory as an excuse to get Lin Zihui to pay attention to that person.
Since Lin Zihui can be a great hero, he must have his strengths. Just to mention, as long as that person still appears in the teahouse like in the original book, he should be able to guess.
And as long as he guesses, the rest will be easy.
The only thing he has to do now is to pray for that person to show up within five days.
Having finished what he wanted to say, Qiao Wen didn't intend to stay, and was about to turn his head to call Chen Jianan to say goodbye, when he saw a certain pretty boy staring at him with wide dark eyes.
He froze for a moment and asked, "Brother Nan, what's the matter?"
Chen Jianan returned to his senses, his face full of emotion: "Little Qiao, how do you know so much? I didn't expect what you said at all."
Qiao Wen: "I'm just giving it a try, I hope the blind cat can catch the dead mouse."
Lin Zihui frowned and pondered for a moment, as if slowly trying to understand: "I think what Ah Wen said is very reasonable, so I will pay attention to it in the past few days. By the way, how can I contact you?"
Chen Jianan felt that he finally came in handy tonight, so he hurriedly said, "We don't have a telephone at home, so I leave a public phone for you, you can call me or Xiao Qiao, the boss will call us."
Lin Zihui nodded quickly, took out a pen and paper and handed it to him.
Qiao Wen lowered his head, glanced at Chen Jianan's hand-painted big characters flying around, and the corners of his mouth twitched, feeling that it fit his illiterate persona very well.
After some discussion, they almost ate a little more, and the two of them planned to leave.
In just over an hour, Lin Zihui had already regarded the two as close friends, personally sent them downstairs, and stood at the curb to say goodbye reluctantly.
A gust of night wind blew past, and Qiao Wen shrank back into the rickshaw, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a light board above Lin Zihui, which was tottering in the wind and was about to fall down.
He originally wanted to remind, but he suddenly remembered that since the plot of the book had changed because of his arrival, Lin Zihui would always hang out at that critical moment, and everywhere he went, the halo over his head would always force the leading male lead
He decided to give it a try.
So, when Lin Zihui turned to enter the house, he called out to stop him: "Zihui!"
Lin Zihui turned his head and just happened to stand under the crumbling light sign.
Qiao Wen was actually a little apprehensive, if Lin Zihui's halo was not there, he might become a murderer.
He smiled at the people from afar and said, "Contact in time if there is anything to do."
"Yes." Lin Zihui nodded and waved vigorously.
Qiao Wen stared nervously at the light sign, and seeing that it was about to fall, someone in the restaurant suddenly called out "A Hui".
"Hey, uncle!" Lin Zihui responded, turned around and ran in hastily.
As soon as he got into the door, the billboard fell to the ground with a crash, which happened to be where he was standing just now, and he missed it by less than two seconds.
Qiao Wen was slightly taken aback, and then heaved a sigh of relief. Student Lin is really a halo.
Chen Jianan naturally didn't know that Qiao Wen beside him had done something important in just a few seconds, but he was startled by the sound of the falling light board, and whispered: "It's dangerous! Four-eyed boy was almost smashed arrive."
Qiao Wen chuckled and told the coachman, "Let's go!"