Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 9 A few more months to go! (Seek to collect and follow up)
"However, the identity of the deceased has yet to be further confirmed, and it will take a while."

The policeman's voice was flat and businesslike.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, several figures pushed through the crowd and rushed here in a hurry.

"This thief who killed a thousand swords, you give back my life!"

An old man with a horse face was furious and ran towards the corpse.

"Father, calm down, the police officer is handling the case."

"That's right, father, the thief is already dead, and the elder brother's revenge is over. Even if the corpse is broken into thousands of pieces, it doesn't make much sense."

The two young men hurriedly stopped the old man to prevent their father from being impulsive and destroying the scene of the case, otherwise they would have to get into trouble.

"Let go of me, I want to avenge my son, I want to chop up the dead dog thief and feed it to the dogs!"

The horse-faced old man was obviously still angry, and kept rushing forward.

however.

"Cough cough!"

The arrester couldn't stand it anymore, his face was serious, and he coughed twice.

Only then did the horse-faced old man calm down, and was supported by two big boys with a sluggish face, with a dejected look on his face.

The murderer is dead, but his eldest son never came back.

"You are old man Li?"

The policeman quickly looked at him and asked a question.

"It's the little old man. If the head catcher wants to ask anything, the little old man will try his best to answer."

In the face of the arrest, old man Li still dare not neglect.

What's more, their family was invited here by one of the policemen, so they knew that the other party wanted to ask him a question.

"Come and see, is this person the murderer who broke into your house that day?"

The police quickly led old man Li to the corpse and asked him to watch carefully.

Old man Li observed for a moment, and said with a firm face, "Master, it's him!"

"Sure?"

"I can recognize it even when it turns into ashes. This height and this figure are definitely the thief who killed a thousand swords!"

"very good."

The policeman smiled in satisfaction, he was not worried about the other party admitting his mistake at all.

It doesn't matter if you admit your mistake, anyway, he acts according to the regulations, and if something goes wrong, he can't be blamed.

"Good job, lad."

While ordering his companions to dispose of the corpse, the policeman looked at Lin Bei and praised him.

"Your honor."

Lin Bei saw that the arrester was upright, and he didn't look like a vicious and sinister person. He rolled his eyes and asked suddenly, "Well, my lord, I wonder if there is a reward or something?"

The policeman was taken aback for a moment, apparently he didn't expect the other party to ask such a question.

After reacting, he snorted lightly, patted Lin Bei's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "This is not a question you should ask."

With that said, he took the people away.

"It's not my question to ask..."

Lin Bei narrowed his eyes slightly.

This means that there is a reward, but not mine?
Sure enough, you can't just look at people on the surface, this policeman looks like a businessman with bushy eyebrows and big eyes, but in fact he is probably a guy who plays tricks.

Lin Bei shrugged, but he wasn't angry. Anyway, he didn't hold out any hope, and just asked casually.

As the body was carried away, the crowd gradually dispersed.

A burglary and anti-homicide case came to an end.

At this time, Old Li, who hadn't left yet, finally recovered from his grief and indignation.

He walked slowly in front of Lin Bei, and knelt down with a plop.

"Father!"

Faced with this sudden scene, the two sons exclaimed and hurried forward to help their father.

Lin Bei was also taken aback, and subconsciously reached out to help him up.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

Lin Bei was a little puzzled.

Old man Li was helped up along the other side, wiped away his tears, and said sincerely: "You killed the thief and avenged my son. This little old man kneeled down for my poor son."

"The old man is serious. I killed the thief just to protect myself. It's not avenging your son. Don't thank me."

Lin Bei waved his hand, not paying attention.

This is just self-protection, and no one will take credit for it.

"No, no matter what the motive is, if you kill the thief, you have avenged my son, and you are my benefactor. Naturally, you must thank me, otherwise others may say that I am ungrateful."

Old man Li is very stubborn.

Lin Bei was helpless, but did not continue to struggle.

Don't just say thank you, take some practical actions, such as money or something, I am in short supply, so I definitely won't refuse...

He silently complained a few words in his heart.

However, what he didn't expect was that the old man actually took out some broken pieces of silver from his pocket and handed them to him.

"I promised everyone that night that if anyone can help me catch the murderer, the little old man will come to the door in person and give a reward!"

"These ten taels of silver are not enough to repay the benefactor's kindness, but it is still a wish. I hope that the benefactor will not push it... huh?"

Before Old Li finished his sentence, the money in his hand had long since disappeared.

Lin Bei coughed, stuffed the money into his pocket, patted his chest, and said righteously: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

Ah...don't you just say no?
The two big boys who followed their father looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that this cheap benefactor really had a thick skin.

Old Li was taken aback for a moment, but didn't think much about it.

Ten taels of silver was not too much to him.

As he grows older, apart from wishing for his son to become a dragon, he only wants to feel at ease in everything he does.

This point, on the contrary, is completely opposite to many old men who get older and more preoccupied.

After another exchange of pleasantries, for the sake of ten taels of silver, Lin Bei quickly got along with Old Man Li's family and became acquainted with each other.

However, old man Li has just seen the murderer Fu Zhu, and he is planning to pay homage to the eldest son's undead, so he doesn't have much thought of chatting at the moment.

After getting acquainted casually, he said goodbye and left.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that I didn't get the bounty, but there was an unexpected repayment. It's a coincidence."

Lin Bei casually tossed the silver in his hands, and was amazed at the crisp and pleasant sound.

Most of the gangsters who were murdered were rewarded criminals on the government wanted warrants.

After killing the thief, he thought it was possible to get a bounty bonus.

Only then did I report to the official.

But the result was very realistic, the bounty was snatched up by the group of arresters.

"It's really a family of soldiers and bandits..."

Shaking his head, Lin Bei no longer thought about it.

Today, he is still too weak, whether it is the Flying Eagle Gang or the government, he is not able to compete.

Fortunately, now I got ten taels of silver from Old Li for no reason, and it was food expenses for several months!

"Not bad, not bad, I can go on for a few more months."

Insufficient strength, you have to develop steadily and hold on to the waves.

Putting away the silver taels, Lin Bei began to clean the house, cleaning up the blood stains left by the corpse.

As bold as it gets, no one wants to sleep in the same room as a puddle of blood.

After working for a long time, the house was finally cleaned up. The room looked brand new, and there was no trace of blood stains anymore. Lin Bei clapped his hands contentedly.

"Hey, I wasted half a day of training time, no, continue to practice!"

Lin Bei took a deep breath and was just about to start a day of swordsmanship training.

At this time, the familiar knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Uncle Pan?!"

Lin Bei had already figured out the rhythm of Pan Ga's knocking on the door.

As soon as the knock on the door rang, he guessed who it was.

　It is very important to follow up on new books, please collect and follow up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)