Chapter 831
"Why?" Lin Chuangqi asked.

"I opened this teahouse not to make money, nor to make friends with vagrants."

"...?"

Lin Chuang gave another look with a question mark.

"You said something was up just now? What's the matter?"

Unexpectedly, this time Jing Xin didn't go his way, and swung lightly, changing the topic.

With this swing, Lin Chuang's heart, which floated into the air, fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing that they are about to enter the stage of talking about love, and then they may be lingering together. The master has become like an old monk, so what are the common things to say at this time?

It's simply a disgrace!
Although Lin Chuang really wanted to touch Jing Xin's bald head, and even wanted to make this cold beauty abrupt, he was annoyed by Jing Xin's pretense.

I thought to myself: "It's too good to pretend, and it's so noble at this time. Well, let's hang it and see who can hang it better."

Thinking of this, Lin Chuang smiled slightly and said, "To be precise, I want to find your father."

Jing Xin gave him a questioning look.

"I want to find Buddha." Lin Chuang said.

"Buddha?" Jing Xin frowned.

"Have you heard of him?"

"I heard that the leader of the thieves here in the old city. Are you going to arrest him?"

"No, I'm looking for a thief under him to find out the situation for a case."

Jing Xin seemed a little surprised by Lin Chuang's "not arresting": "Aren't you the police chief? This is your job."

Lin Chuang smiled slightly, and said lustfully, "Aren't you a monk? Why don't you obey the precepts?"

Lin Chuang really wanted to use words like "spring heart rippling" or "spring heart sprouting", but felt that it was too explicit, so he changed it when it came to his lips.

Jing Xin was so annoyed by Lin Chuang's words, her face straightened, and she looked at Lin Chuang angrily.

Not only her, but the little nun behind her was also flushed.

Lin Chuang didn't take it seriously, took a sip of tea, and looked at Jing Xin with a smile.

Jing Xin was finally defeated by Lin Chuang, and lowered her head in panic.

"If you don't catch him, I can find him." Jing Xin said.

"You?" Lin Chuang was taken aback, and asked: "I heard that the Buddha often stays at the prostitute's house, do you have anything to do with them?"

Jing Xin frowned, feeling that Lin Chuang's words were too harsh, and quickly explained: "What is not related? There are leaders in all walks of life in Shanghai Bund, and Xie Yanchun is the head of the prostitutes, so it is inevitable that he will worship my father's dock. So I know her."

Lin Chuang's heart moved, and he thought: "The door of prostitutes is also a place of good news. Many private information may flow out from these places. Xie Yanchun is a useful person. Do you want to include her?"

Thinking about it again, this kind of heresy can only be used as a supplement to the righteous way, and you must not mix with them, otherwise, will your reputation be good in the future?
Thinking of this, Lin Chuang said to Jing Xin: "Okay, you send a letter to the Buddha, saying that I am looking for Li Baineng."

"Is it because of the Qipan Street case?" Jing Xin asked.

"How do you know?" Lin Chuang asked in surprise.

"Of course I know." Jing Xin smiled slightly: "Already let Buddha and Li Baineng wait for you to come."

"Her news is so well-informed? Is this the fairy who doesn't eat fireworks?" Lin Chuang looked at Jing Xin in astonishment.

Jing Xin nodded to the little nun, and the little nun went downstairs with small steps.

"Don't look at me like that." Jing Xin was embarrassed by Lin Chuang.

"What do you want to do?" Link asked.

"I figured it out. You woke me up with Huang Su's story the other day. In fact, I was not at peace. The so-called monastic life as a nun is just a deception. My father has no son, only me is a daughter. I can't let my father suffer in Shanghai. Bullying, I want to help him." Jing Xin said.

"Ah, so that's the case." Lin Chuang nodded—only in this way, some things in her past could be explained more reasonably, and even the pure heart poetry book teahouse and the ambiguity with herself all had this purpose.

Officially, the Pan family had no one to rely on, and it was impossible to make it big in Shanghai. Only one Li Yunqing was enough to suppress him.

That's why she used rumors to bind the Pan family with herself.

Beating Ding Haocun that day, and meeting in private today, in the eyes of outsiders, Jing Xin is undoubtedly her guest of honor—how wronged she is.

He used her at the beginning, but in the end she was used instead - this fairy-like character is really not simple.

"Master, all the forces in Shanghai are fighting fiercely, which one is not human? It is not so easy to gain a firm foothold." Lin Chuang said.

"So, I hope you can help me."

"Me? I'm just the chief of the police, and the territory I'm in charge of is only a small place in the old city. It won't be of great help to you. If my prediction is correct, you probably still want to overtake Li Yunqing? Don't you know? Is Li Shiqun his apprentice?"

"I will never forget the hatred with the Li family! Ye Yaoxian's death has nothing to do with me at all, even I am a victim, but Li Shiqun actually wanted to pour dirty water on me and my father, so as to weaken my Pan family. The purpose is obvious. If I hadn't jumped off the building to prove myself, would there still be Pan's family in Shanghai?
After learning from it, my father felt that no one in the government would always be bullied by the Li family, so he made Sun Tianxin a policeman. Unfortunately, Sun Tianxin is short-sighted and only cares about small profits in front of him, so he can't become a big weapon. "

"He died at my hands, ruining the good things of your Pan family, don't you hate me?"

"He is to blame, why should he hate you? Don't say it is you, if I were the chief, I would not let the deputy be so arrogant. On the contrary, in that matter, my father and I saw your ingenious and ingenious layout. Killing and making decisions is a person who achieves great things."

"Come on, teacher, you don't trust anyone. I don't want to become big in Shanghai, and I don't want to get involved in the disputes between you and the Li family. I just want to do business and make money. In troubled times, if you have money, you can protect yourself and your family. The safety of the family is the most important thing, and everything else is floating clouds."

Lin Chuang finally understood Jing Xin's ambition, how could he move forward?

"My father has 350 apprentices, [-] guns, and among the ten halls of tobacco and drugs, docks, casinos, pickpocketing, dung pulling, human trafficking, fish market, vegetable market, smuggling, and rickshaws, my father occupies the ten halls of human trafficking, pickpocketing, There are four halls for manure removal and fish market. In addition, I have [-] nuns under my command.”

Jing Xin looked at Lin Chuang quietly, and began to share his family background.

"The other six halls belong to Li Yunqing?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Yes. In the past, he only had three halls, but he annexed the three halls later." Jing Xin replied.

Lin Chuang pondered in his heart after hearing the words: "So when I came to her to find the Buddha, I found Zhenggen. Compared with the six halls of the Li family, the four halls of the Pan family are far behind. The main reason is that the ability to earn money is too poor. Not much. However, her sixty or so nuns are a force that should not be underestimated."

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(End of this chapter)

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