Chapter 28 He's Off Work

Hearing this, Chen Ling finally put the glass back on the ground and wrote a line in a column of the form:

"No witnesses."

Then he asked for another new glass of whiskey and walked to the next resident of Bingquan Street.

"Name."

"..."

"Name!"

"Sun Laoliu."

"Did you see the disaster?"

"I...I..." Sun Laoliu swallowed his saliva after seeing what happened to the big man just now, "I didn't see it."

Chen Ling nodded and continued to walk to the next person.

Watching Chen Ling beat everyone down by himself and then asked calmly, Sun Laoliu and others had an idea in their minds at the same time...

The man surnamed Ma is pitting me? !

Didn't they say that the ones sent here are all fledglings in the reserve seat?

Judging from his ghostly evasive ability just now, he is not far from the law enforcement officer, or... is he originally a law enforcement officer?

Could it be that the matter of Bingquan Street was exposed, and the man surnamed Ma planned to take this opportunity to get rid of them all and then clear himself?

The more people tried to figure it out, the uglier their faces became. They all stared at Chen Ling, fearing that after this guy finished questioning, he would pull out a gun and shoot them one by one.

Chen Ling took his time to record everyone's confessions, and signed with fingerprints. For those who had been knocked unconscious, he also wrote "no witness" and forced them to press fingerprints.

Then, he went to the boss to ask for a thick rope, tied everyone's hands together, and then pushed open the door of the tavern.

"Thank you for your cooperation... See you tomorrow."

The boy in the ripped cotton coat stood at the door, smiled at everyone in the tavern, and turned to leave.

The messy tavern fell into silence.

They are not dead?

After an unknown amount of time, Sun Laoliu woke up from that look, his back soaked with cold sweat.

He turned to look at the boss,

"...Why are you standing there? Come and help us untie it!!"

...

"Did you hear the gunshot just now?"

In the teahouse, a law enforcer spoke hesitantly.

"No... Did you hear wrongly?" Qian Fan answered casually while playing mahjong. "Don't worry, the people in Bingquan Street are still sensible. When they play, they just use knives at most. If they pull out guns and make things worse, no one will be able to do anything."

"That's right."

"Will that kid named Chen Ling come out today?"

"It's hard to say... His salesmanship is better than Wu Youdong's. If those people are a little more ruthless... Tsk."

"What if someone dies, will it be difficult to explain to the third district?"

"What's difficult to explain? A poor boy from Frost Street, I heard that his parents were scared silly by the disaster. Even if he died here, who would know if he was buried somewhere randomly? Who would come to make trouble?"

"Don't worry, the third district is Ma Ge's territory, he can handle it... Santong."

"Bang!"

Bang bang bang——

The knock on the door sounded again.

"Tsk, who is it again?" Qian Fan stood up with some displeasure, "There are so many things going on all day."

"I guess that kid found something wrong and ran out to complain to us, haha."

"He didn't stay there for long. He didn't just look around the door and come back, did he?"

Amid the discussion of the crowd, Qian Fan opened the door and saw that it was Chen Ling standing at the door. His brows immediately frowned.

"Why is it you again? Haven't I made it clear to you yet?"

"This is my work report."

"......?"

Chen Ling took out a form from his arms and was about to hand it to Qian Fan. Suddenly, he saw some blood and leather on the corner of the form, so he flicked it away with his fingers, wiped it clean, and handed it to him with a smile.

Qian Fan was stunned.

The other law enforcers who were playing mahjong inside were also stunned.

"..." Qian Fan took the form, looked at it suspiciously for a while, and then smiled, "Xiao Chen... I know this job is a bit challenging for you, but you can't just press your fingerprints to fool people..."

"I didn't fool people."

Chen Ling said seriously, "They are in the tavern. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask them."

Qian Fan frowned even more. He looked at Chen Ling, and for a moment he didn't know whether he was joking or serious... No, how could that group of people be so honest to do an investigation for him?

This kid, could it be that he sold his beauty in exchange for them...

But this time is too fast, right?

"I'll go and see." Qian Fan immediately stood up and was about to walk out the door. Suddenly he thought of something and turned back and said, "You should know that lying about the task results will result in disqualification from the exam, right?"

"I know."

Qian Fan put a cigarette in his mouth and walked towards the tavern in disbelief. The other law enforcers looked at each other and followed curiously.

Seeing many law enforcers leave, Chen Ling looked down at the mahjong table, and a few lines of characters flashed by:

[Audience expectations +1...+1...+1...]

...

Black Axe Tavern.

"Can you move faster?"

In the messy tavern, wailing sounds came one after another. Sun Laoliu was the one with the least injuries. At this moment, he couldn't help cursing at the boss who was dithering to cut the rope.

The boss looked at him coldly, "If you keep talking, I'll kill you."

"...Why weren't you so tough just now?"

"That guy is a law enforcement officer. Is it useful for us to be tough?"

"Is he really a law enforcement officer?" Sun Laoliu widened his eyes, "Are you sure?"

"Many years ago, when I was selling drugs in District 3, I was tracked by a law enforcement officer... His body movements were exactly the same as that young man. If I hadn't been lucky at that time, I would never have escaped to District 2." The boss paused for a moment, "Do you know who that law enforcement officer was?"

"Who?"

"Han Meng, the chief of the law enforcement officers in District 3."

Sun Laoliu stayed where he was.

Squeak--

The door of the tavern was opened.

Qian Fan stood at the door and saw the messy tavern and the many Bingquan Street residents who were covered in blood and dying. Disbelief appeared in his eyes!

"This..." Qian Fan stood at the door like a sculpture, "Did that kid do this?"

The many law enforcers who came later were also shocked.

Qian Fan walked into the tavern and carefully stepped over the dead-like bone knife and the wailing big man. Those who were still awake stared at the law enforcers with anger burning in their eyes.

"Qian Fan!!" Sun Laoliu gritted his teeth and sat up, "You son of a bitch! I'll kill you!!"

Qian Fan frowned, "What are you scolding?"

Click--

The sound of bullets being loaded sounded, and the boss had walked up without knowing when, with the muzzle of the gun pointed at Qian Fan's forehead.

The other law enforcers were startled and drew their guns at the same time, aiming at the boss and the people in the tavern who were struggling to get up.

The atmosphere in the tavern filled with blood suddenly froze.

"What do you want to do?" Qian Fan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he lowered his voice and said, "Don't forget, we are in a cooperative relationship."

"Cooperation? You sent that guy to mess up the place, and you still talk to me about cooperation?" Sun Laoliu gritted his teeth and said.

"... I don't know what's going on, Chen Ling is just a reserve seat..."

"Bullshit reserve seat!!" Sun Laoliu pointed at the people wailing on the ground, "You fucking tell me again, this is a reserve seat?!!"

"I..."

Qian Fan was speechless.

"...Where is Chen Ling?" He turned to ask another law enforcer.

"He seems to have left."

"Left?"

"Yes... He said he was off work."