We Have to See If He's Sincere About Targeting Us

I feel relieved.

Qin Si appeared very happy, as if to say he knew things were settled. The other party accepting the banknotes meant they were on his side from now on.

However, what always confused him was Song Qing.

That guy was stubborn and difficult, refusing bribes.

How could he be willing to attend this dinner party now, and even accept bribes in front of others?

He couldn't figure it out.

Could it be that he had given in?

As far as he knew, many people were dissatisfied with Song Qing.

The Loyalty Hall, the Fierce Tiger Gang.

And those wealthy merchants and businessmen also hated Song Qing. After all, none of their children behaved themselves; they were bound to do things like bully the weak and exploit women. More often than not, they ended up in Song Qing's hands. No matter how they pleaded or offered gifts, he wouldn't even glance at them, insisting on following the rules.

There was no choice but to force them to find higher-ranking officials.

He knew how big the appetites of those officials were.

The price paid was naturally much higher.

This was followed by anger and hatred.

"Master Lin, could you be a little more lenient regarding my nephew's situation?" Qin Si asked with a smile.

Lin Fan sighed, "To be honest, it's too late."

"Ah?"

"When he extorted people in the marketplace, it was in broad daylight. I patted my chest and guaranteed the common people that he would be severely punished. If I let him go now, how could I show my face? How could the Security Bureau show its face? The people would point fingers at us."

Lin Fan appeared very troubled.

But Qin Si couldn't understand. So what if they pointed fingers? You've already taken the banknotes. Given the current state of the Security Bureau, which officer isn't cursed by the common people?

Of course, what he said changed as it reached his lips, "You're right, it is indeed difficult to handle."

Lin Fan said, "You shouldn't try to protect this nephew of yours. He's confessed things he shouldn't have. He's killed someone, do you know that?"

"Ah!?"

Qin Si appeared extremely shocked, his eyes almost bulging out. "Master Lin, you can't just say things like that. This requires a blood debt to be paid. How could he do such a thing? How could it involve a life? This... this..."

His emotional performance was very convincing.

If he didn't know Qin Si's true nature, he might have actually believed he was a good person.

Qin Si was accustomed to killing. In this line of work, who hadn't taken a life or two?

Although the world hadn't reached the point where human lives were as cheap as grass, given their status and position, killing some low-level commoners was still easy, without any repercussions.

Lin Fan said, "He repeatedly insisted that you ordered him to do it. But I could tell it wasn't true; he's just slandering you."

Lin Fan was lying.

"He's talking nonsense, Master Lin! I, Qin Si, am an upright person. I'm a law-abiding citizen. How could I do such a thing? I can't believe my nephew would try to drag me down with him. He cannot be let off lightly, truly cannot be let off lightly."

In his heart, Qin Si was cursing Jin Biao to the high heavens.

Damn it.

How dare you spout such nonsense? I've killed people, but when did I ever tell you, Jin Biao, to kill someone for me?

"Mm, so that's why he can't be released. Do you think that makes sense?"

"Yes, it makes perfect sense."

Jin Biao's fate was not important to Qin Si. He was merely using this matter with Jin Biao as a stepping stone to connect with Lin Fan.

Now that his goal was achieved, he didn't care whether Jin Biao would be released or not.

"Master Lin, sentence him as you see fit. I, Qin Si, will never interfere," Qin Si said earnestly. "Come, let's have a drink and chat."

At this moment, He Sen overheard everything they said.

He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was for the moment.

As night deepened, the private room was filled with Qin Si's hearty laughter and the sounds of drinking. After three rounds and then six, the floor and the table were piled high with wine pots.

Suddenly, the door to the private room was pushed open, and a lecherous head poked in. He nodded at He Sen, revealing a knowing smile.

Seeing that Qin Si was drunk, He Sen left the private room without a word, nor did he greet Lin Fan.

Lin Fan knew the other party was about to make his move.

"Master Lin, let's, let's continue drinking..." Qin Si slurred, his legs unsteady, as he put his arm around Lin Fan's shoulder. "Huh, where's He Sen? Oh, right, he's going to have some fun. A fourteen-year-old girl, very tender, she's about to be..."

Lin Fan removed Qin Si's arm and pressed his large hand on Qin Si's bald head, pushing him down onto the table.

"You've had too much to drink. Go to sleep."

After speaking, Lin Fan walked to the corner, picked up an iron rod weighing sixty jin, slung it over his shoulder, nodded to the squad leader and Yang Ming, left the private room, and chased in the direction He Sen had gone.

In the private room, Qin Si's head was pressed against the table, muttering to himself, continuing to drink, continuing to drink.

Not long after.

"Fourth Master, he's gone," Peng Chang pushed the door open and walked to Qin Si's side.

Qin Si, who had been pressed against the table, suddenly lifted his head, stuck his fingers into his throat, and coughed forcefully. Instantly, his mouth opened, and like a bursting waterfall, he began to vomit madly.

Damn it!

Peng Chang's face contorted in pain. The smell was too pungent and irritating; he couldn't stand it, truly couldn't stand it.

After he finished vomiting, he took the handkerchief handed by Peng Chang, wiped his face fiercely, and gasped for air. Fortunately, he had taken medicine prescribed by the doctor when he came, which ensured he remained clear-headed.

Otherwise, with so much alcohol in his system, he would have been completely drunk and unconscious long ago.

Moreover, he had also asked the shopkeeper to bring extra wine pots, one for each person. The wine in his pot was watered down. If he hadn't thought it would be too obvious, he would have just asked for water.

"Fourth Master, is this kid easy to deal with?" Peng Chang asked.

Qin Si's expression turned cold, "He's not easy to deal with. Unlike Song Qing, who is rigid, this kid's bottom line is very flexible. I can even say he's worthy of coming from the Gang; he's not a good person."

"Then what do we do now?"

"We do nothing. I've given the benefits I should have. Now it depends on whether he sincerely wants to go all out with me. You give the order, tell them not to cause trouble in the market recently. If this kid catches them, I won't be able to save them."

Not being educated didn't mean he was stupid.

Having reached this point, if he were truly stupid, he wouldn't have achieved such a reputation.

"Did you see clearly which direction they went? Are they following He Sen?" Qin Si asked.

Peng Chang flattered him, "Fourth Master, you truly are a divine strategist, guessing so accurately. They are indeed heading in He Sen's direction."

"Stop with the flattery. Let's go. We should have a good show to watch later. It's a good chance to see his attitude, after all, He Sen is the Hall Master of Loyalty Hall." Qin Si seemed to be looking forward to it.

The drunken words he spoke at the end were intentional.

They expressed his meaning clearly.

Qin Si strode out. Peng Chang looked with disgust at the vomit on the edge of his shoe, picked up the handkerchief Qin Si had used, quickly wiped the edge of his shoe, and then quickly followed Qin Si's footsteps.