The Artist on the Table, The Speech Begins

Ask if you don't understand.

He learned some information about the Security Bureau from Yang Ming.

Regarding this, he could only say that Captain Song's situation was not optimistic.

"By the way, did those thugs who were arrested a while ago reveal who ordered them?" Lin Fan asked.

Those guys clearly intended to kill Captain Song. If he hadn't run into Song Qing and Yang Ming, they would have died there.

Yang Ming shook his head. "When we brought those people back, they were all seriously injured. Seven out of eight died after being seen by a doctor. The one remaining in the prison cell banged his head against the wall and died."

Lin Fan glanced at Song Qing, who was sitting there flipping through case files.

Good heavens.

He can really keep his composure.

"Captain, have you apprehended any difficult criminals recently?" Lin Fan asked.

Song Qing looked up and said, "Criminals aren't that easy to find. We can only search slowly."

Alright.

Lin Fan walked to the cabinet where the case files were kept and picked up some to read. He wanted to find some clues from the files, such as evidence of the Martial Way.

Merchant's goods were robbed.

South City dismemberment case.

East City poisoning case.

He read very seriously, and the case files piled up in front of him. Unfortunately, he did not find even a single clue related to the Martial Way from these files.

Yang Ming, sitting there, had his mouth slightly open. He watched Lin Fan's focused expression.

So dedicated right after joining the Security Bureau.

Brother Lin is truly Brother Lin.

Song Qing nodded with satisfaction. As a member of the Security Bureau, one should dedicate all their thoughts to the security of Yong'an City.

That's what he thought.

Unfortunately, too many people didn't think that way.

Although he had many opinions about this, what use was it? The Security Bureau was not united, and everyone had their own agenda. Chen Xingzhi had dozens of constables, but who was willing to do real work?

Too few.

Evening.

Lin Fan walked out of the Security Bureau, his clothes changed into a constable's uniform, a saber at his waist. He walked on the road with his head held high, and the passing citizens all lowered their heads to avoid him.

This made Lin Fan frown slightly.

Strange.

Shouldn't seeing a constable fill people with a sense of security? Why do they feel like they're seeing man-eating tigers now?

Lin Fan grabbed a passing citizen.

The citizen he grabbed almost knelt down to beg for mercy.

"Are you afraid of me, or the clothes I'm wearing?"

"Sir, I'm blind. I can't see anything."

Helpless.

Lin Fan let go. The citizen who claimed to be blind suddenly moved with incredible speed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

During this time.

He lived his days very fulfilling, studying, practicing martial arts, studying, practicing martial arts...

Three points and one line.

Home, private school, dock.

He rarely had time to wander the streets.

It seemed that the constables in the local Security Bureau were probably no different from thugs, having ruined the reputation of constables. Thinking of this, he clenched his fists tightly.

Damn it.

Am I, who worked hard for three months to get into the Security Bureau, going to let you guys ruin it?

Dock.

"Master Lin."

"Congratulations, Master Lin, congratulations on becoming a constable."

The people at the dock respected Lin Fan greatly.

It was mainly because they had witnessed Lin Fan's actions. He was truly worlds apart from other gang leaders, showing concern for ordinary people like them who were just trying to make a living.

Lin Fan nodded one by one and arrived at the warehouse.

The group of subordinates frowned when they saw the officer, wondering why this officer had come to their side. Were they looking for trouble for no reason?

Did they really think Master Lin of Loyalty Hall was easy to bully?

When they saw who it was clearly, they excitedly surrounded him.

"Brother Lin is back."

"What are you calling him Brother Lin for? You should call him Master Lin."

"Right, right."

They had actually known for a long time that Brother Lin had become a member of the Security Bureau. After all, Brother Lin had always studied law. But seeing it now, they felt the change was too drastic.

"Brothers, gather in the warehouse."

Lin Fan waved his hand.

He never wasted time. Since he had joined the Security Bureau, he had to seize every minute and second. Wasting time was a shameful act. Moreover, he wanted to achieve great merit, earth-shattering merit.

Rookie Officer?

What was that? Even the position of a registrar wasn't enough in his opinion.

The Martial Way was not prominent. I, Lin Fan, possess such martial strength. Being a little arrogant in Yong'an City is not an excessive thing, right?

In the warehouse.

Lin Fan stood on a table like an artist about to give a speech, while his subordinates held their heads high, waiting with anticipation and excitement.

"Brothers, you've all seen it. I am your Brother Lin, and I have become an officer of the Yong'an City Security Bureau. As the saying goes, 'An army is kept for a thousand days to be used for one hour.' Ask yourselves, have I ever treated you poorly?" Lin Fan said loudly.

The subordinates echoed.

"Not poorly, Brother Lin is righteous and honorable."

"Brother Lin is the great brother who truly treats us as brothers."

"Brother Lin knew my mother was sick and gave me money to hire a doctor without a second word. I am willing to go through fire and water for Brother Lin, to shed my blood and tears."

To be honest, Lin Fan was genuinely good to these brothers.

He solved their difficulties when they had them.

Not to mention the time he spent eating and drinking with them. If you were to ask them if Brother Lin was good, they wouldn't even need to think. Their own fathers might not be as good.

In the crowd, just as Wu Yong was about to shout something, Qian Tao reacted faster than him.

"Brother Lin, please give us any orders. We brothers are Brother Lin's blades. Whoever Brother Lin tells us to cut, we will cut, without any hesitation."

Huh?

Wu Yong's eyes widened.

Wait, didn't you just say the words I was going to say?

If you said it, what am I supposed to say?

Lin Fan looked at Qian Tao and had an impression. "Is your second uncle facing any difficulties? If you have any, just say so. You are all my brothers, Lin Fan's brothers, don't be strangers."

Qian Tao wanted to cry.

Brother Lin really remembered his situation and truly considered him a brother.

"Thanks to Brother Lin, my second uncle's life is gradually getting better."

Don't just say he wanted to cry now, the other brothers wanted to cry too. They were just small fry, while Brother Lin was not only a favorite of the Hall Master and his sworn brother, but now also an officer of the Security Bureau.

The gap in status was so huge.

Yet he was still willing to call them brothers and never looked down on them.

They understood that they had followed the right person.

If they had to choose between the Hall Master and Brother Lin, even if they used their butts to think, they would definitely choose Brother Lin.

"Mm, that's good." Lin Fan nodded, then said, "After you go back tonight, think carefully about which thugs and ruffians in Yong'an City are idle all day, extorting and blackmailing the common people. Their activity locations and the times they appear, think of them all for me."

"Yong'an City is mine, but it is also yours. We get up early and work late every day, just for a meal."

"Although we are in a gang, we never bully ordinary people. We are much nobler than them."

"So, we are... Wu Yong, you say."

Lin Fan saw Wu Yong looking eager and gave him an opportunity.

"Yes, yes..."

Wu Yong, filled with righteous indignation, stammered, his mind blank.

What is it?

Qian Tao's face turned red as he shouted, "We are heroes!"

"Good, very well said. We are heroes. Since we are heroes, we will not allow any thugs or ruffians to run rampant in our territory. We will let the common people know that everyone in Loyalty Hall's Jili Pier are heroes."

"Don't you agree?"

Lin Fan's voice boomed, full of heroic spirit, his emotions reaching their peak.

The brothers in the warehouse roared in response.

"That's right!!!"

Each shout louder than the last, surging like a tidal wave, almost lifting the roof off.

Lin Fan nodded with great satisfaction and waved his hand, "Then everyone go back and think hard. Once this is done, I'll treat all the brothers to a good meal and reward you all properly."

"Yes."

The group of brothers seemed as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

Each one was more excited than the last.

They had never experienced anything like this before.

Heroes.

Who the hell wouldn't want to be a hero?

In the past, others called them lackeys, trash, but only Brother Lin called them brothers, called them heroes.