He can fight? Don't you know Fourth Master is also a great fighter?

Security Bureau office.

Song Qing and Yang Ming were flipping through case files, organizing recent events. Yang Ming, seated there, kept glancing at the empty spot.

He didn't expect Brother Lin to be late on his first day. It's almost noon. Even if something delayed him, he should at least say something.

He secretly looked at the squad leader.

Even though the squad leader's expression was normal, he knew the squad leader was a little disappointed. The squad leader had such high expectations for Brother Lin, believing he would bring about big changes to the Security Bureau.

But now, a gang member is still just a gang member.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside.

The two put down their work, faces filled with confusion.

Yang Ming got up to check. After a moment, he returned, looking utterly bewildered. "Master, you have to come out and see! Brother Lin, Brother Lin has arrested so many people."

Song Qing quickly got up and hurried outside.

"Ah... this."

He was stunned.

Lin Fan walked over. "Squad leader, I didn't report for duty this morning. Instead, I went to the marketplace and brought back all these thugs who extort and rob our citizens. Our Security Bureau cannot allow them to act with impunity. Otherwise, how will the people view us?"

Song Qing's mouth hung slightly open.

Honestly, he was truly dumbfounded.

It wasn't that he didn't want to arrest them, but these thugs were organized. Their leaders had always been bribing the Security Bureau. He couldn't say how many officers in the entire Security Bureau had taken bribes.

But he dared to pat his chest and say that he and Yang Ming had never taken bribes. And now, there was one more person, Lin Fan.

"Squad leader, I'll take them to the prison first and be back later."

Seeing that the squad leader was still in a daze, Lin Fan decided to give him time to process it.

Yang Ming followed with a wide grin. Exciting, truly too exciting.

Since he joined, he had never seen such a scene.

Prison.

The environment here was harsh, and the air was filled with a damp, decaying smell. This was the Security Bureau's prison. When offenders were caught, this was the first stop for interrogation. After evidence of their crimes was established, they would be handed over to the county yamen and then imprisoned in the county yamen's dungeon.

Jin Biao finally understood.

Even Chen Xingzhi's influence was useless. This Lin Fan was determined to deal with him.

The moment he entered the prison, Jin Biao's body went limp. All the bones in his body felt as if they had been removed. He collapsed weakly to his knees, begging.

"Master Lin, there were too many people outside just now, and I didn't react in time. I'm kneeling before you now. Please let me off."

Jin Biao knew that Lin Fan, who didn't even give Chen Xingzhi face, was definitely a ruthless person.

Falling into his hands, he feared he wouldn't get off easily.

I must kneel. Only by kneeling can there be a glimmer of hope.

"What are you doing? Where do you think you are?"

"Security Bureau prison."

"That's right. Security, security, it's all about the rule of law. Don't worry, nothing will happen to you. As long as you haven't done anything wrong, I wouldn't frame you, would I?"

Lin Fan helped Jin Biao up, calming him down, and then turned to Yang Ming.

"What are our Security Bureau's interrogation methods?"

Yang Ming was about to speak when Lin Fan waved his hand. "Never mind, no need to say it. Go through all the methods first, and then make them recall what they did before."

"Okay."

Yang Ming nodded decisively, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. He hadn't tortured anyone in a long time. He couldn't wait.

Jin Biao, who had just gotten up, heard this and immediately went limp again.

"Master Lin, Master Lin, please let me go. I'm Fourth Master's man!"

Lin Fan ignored him and kicked them into the cells. They would start working in the afternoon. Their first job had to be done impeccably.

When he and Yang Ming came outside.

"Sister, why are you here?"

Madam Wang appeared with her maid, who was carrying several layers of lunchboxes.

"Sister came to see you."

"Sister, let's talk inside."

Back in the office, Song Qing's expression was even more bewildered, seemingly worse than before.

Song Qing didn't want to be bewildered all the time.

But as soon as he found out about Lin Fan and Chen Xingzhi at the entrance, he didn't give them any face at all. Chen Xingzhi was so angry that he returned to the police station and cursed his mother.

This stunned him.

Madam Wang took out the food from the lunchbox one by one.

"Your sister knows you're a busy person. I was afraid you'd forget to eat, so I had someone make dishes and bring them to you. You're busy, but you can't starve," Madam Wang instructed.

"Sister, I know."

He looked at the dishes. They were colorful, fragrant, and delicious. Even before eating, he knew they would be good. Moreover, he had been busy all morning and was indeed hungry.

"You guys get back to work. I'll head back now. I'll have someone collect the lunchbox in the evening."

Madam Wang left, knowing it was a place for handling cases and it wasn't suitable for a married woman to stay.

Lin Fan stood up and saw his sister to the door.

He returned inside.

"You offending Chen Xingzhi wasn't a wise move. You'll probably be targeted everywhere from now on," Song Qing said worriedly.

Lin Fan said nonchalantly, "What's there to fear? Chen Xingzhi was already at odds with us. Since it's come to this, why give him face?"

"Sigh, that's what you say, but things are a bit troublesome now."

He explained the worrying situation in detail.

Jin Biao was Qin Si's man.

Although Qin Si wasn't part of a gang, more than half of the ruffians in the vast Yong'an City worked for him. His influence was immense, and he bribed officials, making his connections complicated.

He had been involved in many ambushes and underhanded dealings.

He feared Lin Fan was in danger.

Trouble?

Danger?

Ambush?

Underhanded dealings?

Lin Fan didn't take any of it to heart.

If you have the guts, come at me.

Tea house.

The second floor had been booked.

The empty space had only one table with a single person sitting there, leisurely drinking tea. From time to time, subordinates would respectfully come up to the second floor, place silver and copper coins on the table, and then retreat.

Qin Si, the leader of Yong'an City's ruffians.

His daily life consisted of drinking tea, collecting money, listening to music, and preying on the innocent.

At this moment, a thin, yet somewhat scholarly-looking man hurried over and said respectfully, "Fourth Master, something has happened."

"Hm?"

Qin Si twisted his head, his face full of question marks.

Something happened? What could have happened?

"Jin Biao and a group of his subordinates were arrested by the Security Bureau officers."

"Didn't they pay the bribe?"

"They did, the day before yesterday."

"They didn't pay enough."

"Not a single coin was short; they followed the rules."

"Then what's the situation?"

"It was done by a new officer in the Security Bureau. The money wasn't delivered to him."

"Heh, so it's some punk. He's unhappy and arresting my men to vent his anger. Go arrange it, send him some third-class money to let them go, and find some people to ambush him tonight. Don't kill him, just let him know whose men he can and cannot arrest."

Qin Si didn't take this matter to heart.

His daily business involved tens or even hundreds of taels. He didn't have time to mess with some punk.

"But Fourth Master, this officer's identity is unusual. He was previously a leader at Jili Pier of Loyalty Hall, and he's also very skilled in fighting. I fear his appetite is huge; third-class money might not satisfy him."

Qin Si, who had just taken a sip of tea, frowned slightly. He had heard about those matters; the man was indeed ruthless.

"How about this: in the afternoon, send him an invitation. Say that I, Qin Si, invite him to Xianwei Tower tonight. Just the two of us to talk," Qin Si said.

"Fourth Master, should we arrange for some men to hide? After all, this guy is a formidable fighter."

Hearing this, Qin Si chuckled.

He put down his teacup, looked at the subordinate, and thinking of his own men surrounding him, he said disdainfully:

"You think you can fight? Don't you know I'm a great fighter too?"

As soon as he said that.

His surrounding underlings looked at him with newfound respect, awe instantly arising.

He's got guts!

He saw the expressions on his underlings' faces.

And was very satisfied.

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