Watching the Beret Man head off to vent all the fury in his chest, Lin Qi knew he was safe—very safe, in fact.
A scholar once said—
"If you display wisdom beyond that of ordinary people, then even your enemies will develop a covetous desire for your wisdom and want to make it their own!"
Put more simply, people who weren't smart enough naturally trusted intelligent people. Sometimes, that trust could even cross factions and opposing positions. It was a remarkable thing.
He had merely used the simplest method to make the Beret Man understand that he had been wasting his efforts all along. Thus, Lin Qi was safe. In the Beret Man's eyes, Lin Qi was already on their side.
Even if he wasn't, they had established a certain friendship. That was why, when the Beret Man left, he said "kill them" instead of "kill you all." He had separated Lin Qi from those people.
In truth, Lin Qi had only explained what the Beret Man could understand. There were plenty of things the Beret Man couldn't understand, such as signature encryption.
The section of a check meant for signing often contained many intricate backgrounds and patterns. Some checks even had rows of horizontal lines. These were all methods of preventing counterfeiting and encrypting the document.
This was especially true for large-value transfer checks. When processing a transfer check for more than two hundred thousand, verification information had to be left behind—in other words, the original signature.
The teller would tell every distinguished bank customer how to write the signature so that it could help the bank determine whether the check was genuine.
Otherwise, wouldn't anyone be able to simply forge a signature? Lin Qi hadn't lied to him. Everything he said was true, and precisely because it was