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“Is there a matchbox?” Qin Yunfei took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it on his lips, speaking lightly.
Qiao Wen nodded dumbfoundedly and took out a box of matches from the counter and handed it to him.
“How much?”
Qiao Wen: “A dime.”
Qin Yunfei hooked the corner of his lower lips, took out a coin from his pocket, dropped it on the counter, bent down and looked at him across the counter: “No need for the change, but you have to help me light my cigarette.”
In those narrow eyes, there was an inexplicable look, as if looking at the prey.
Qiao Wen knew very well that although the monster in front of him had no name in the original book, it was someone he couldn’t afford to offend now.
After hesitating for a while, he reached out and took out a match box, pulled one out of it and rubbed it on fire, held it up to Qin Yunfei and lit the cigarette on his lips.
Qin Yunfei closed his eyes and inhaled hard, then opened his eyelids and exhaled smoke rings at him.
Qiao Wen failed to avoid it and couldn’t help coughing twice.
Qin Yunfei looked at his white cheeks, because of coughing it became rosy, and a cheerful smile burst into the corners of his mouth.
He propped his elbow on the counter, apparently not planning to leave immediately, and took another two breaths before slowly speaking, “I heard that pretty boy has a younger brother who is in poor health. It should be you? I didn’t pay much attention when I came to the West District before. …”
Without any concealment he looked up and down at the boy across from him, almost with a sort of direct desire in his eyes, and the following words were self-evident.
Qiao Wen lowered his head to avoid his unbridled gaze, and suddenly regretted for not closing the shutter door.
Qin Yunfei spit out smoke rings at him again, and said with a smile: “Did I scare you just now?”
Qiao Wen frowned slightly and remained silent.
Qin Yunfei smiled: “Do you think we are bad guys?”
Qiao Wen said: “Brother Fei must have your reason to do things.”
Qin Yunfei laughed softly, and reached out to cover his right hand, which was still on the counter.
Qiao Wen was startled and was about to withdraw it when the other party had already gently brushed the back of his hand, and picked the matchbox next to him, lifted it and shook it, and jokingly said, “I’ll take this.”
“Brother Fei, it’s already taken care of.” Scar’s broken voice came.
Qin Yunfei got up, turned his head to look at the pony who was returning, and glanced at Qiao Wen, who was sitting on the counter expressionless, the corner of his mouth was hooked, he put the matchbox in his pants pocket, exited the stall, and said: “Okay, let’s go back.”
Qiao Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, disgustedly rubbed the back of his hand on his clothes.
He was sure that this body was like himself, and hated the touch of strangers.
“Brother Fei, did you just talk to Nan’s younger brother?”
After walking for a while, Scar asked curiously.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Qin Yunfei chuckled lightly, and said, “Has Zhao Asi caused any trouble recently?”
Scar had a look of contempt: “What can he cause? If it wasn’t for a pretty boy Nan who could do some work, those two gambling stalls would not be enough for his dozens of mouths to eat.”
“Did you go to Asi’s place to make trouble two days ago?”
Scar thought he was going to blame himself for not following the rules, so he immediately changed back to a standard dog-leg look that was only nonsense, and said: “A cheat ran to his place. I wanted to catch him, but he was blocked by the pretty boy. I was just impulsive, I won’t be so unruly in the future.”
Qin Yunfei chuckled: “I didn’t blame you, Zhao Asi is not worthy of my face. It’s true that he has a pretty boy under him, but he’s just an unpredictable four-nine boy so don’t put it in your eye, find more trouble for him in the future, and it’s better to get in front of me and beg me.”
As he realized something, Scar eyes lit up: “I understand.”
Qin Yunfei and his party only left halfway, Chen Jianan, who was originally watching the venue in the Eastern District, received a message from someone and hurriedly came back.
Seeing the dark blood stains still remaining on the ground, he spit fiercely, got into the Qiao’s stall, and said angrily: “These bastards, they really want to kill people in the street every day.” He looked at Qiao Wen worriedly and asked, “I heard that Fei and the others were fighting with people over here, did you see it?”
Qiao Wen nodded.
“Are you scared?”
Qiao Wen laughed: “I’m not that scared.”
Chen Jianan’s handsome face darkened: “These virtuous sons of bitches have done so many things that hurt heaven and reason, sooner or later, they will be retributed.” Then he said, “That kid is also stupid. He wants to elope with the girl from Brother Fei’s place, thinking he was a hero.”
Qiao Wen thought for a while and asked: “Where do the girls in Brother Fei place come from?”
Chen Jianan said: “Some were bought, some were smuggled to Hong Kong City and lost their way, and some of them owed money and sent their daughters to pay their debts. In short, they were all poor people. Ever since Brother Fei took over, the girls in there have had to pick up a dozen guests a day, if they get sick, they will be thrown into the sea.”
After talking a lot of righteous indignation, he realized that he shouldn’t say this to Qiao Wen, so he waved his hand: “What am I telling you about this? Then you’ll be sick of it and lose your appetite again and can’t eat.”
Qiao Wen laughed and said, “Brother Nan, fortunately you are not the same with them.”
Chen Jianan snorted and looked contemptuous: “Of course I am different from them.”
Looking at his disdainful look Qiao Wen though, in the original plot, you later did more unethical things than they had ever done.
But seeing this guy still had an upright heart he felt a little relieved.
Even if it wasn’t for the original Qiao Wen, he didn’t want to see this guy go on a crooked road.
As thought of something, Chen Jianan suddenly said, “Although Fei seldom comes here, you must avoid him immediately when you see him in the future.”
“why?”
Chen Jianan said: “He is…” but when seeing Qiao Wen’s beautiful and clean eyes, he felt embarrassed and continued after a while, “He eats both men and women, you are so beautiful, just in case if he sees you it’ll be trouble.”
Qiao Wen thought of Qin Yunfei’s frivolous behavior earlier, and his brows frowned.
Chen Jianan waved his hand again and said, “But don’t worry, with me around, no one can bully you.”
Qiao Wen shook his head funny, and couldn’t help being a little touched. This cheap brother, the original body, was really impeccable to him. So much that he couldn’t help holding the other’s hand: “Thank you, Brother Nan.”
Chen Jianan was very used to his dependence, rubbing his hair: “Who made you my brother?”
Qiao Wen sighed secretly, in fact a 19-year-old grown child being taken care of by a half-year— old eldest child, he himself was a bit ashamed of it.
Although Qin Yunfei made him feel uncomfortable, he did not take him to heart. First, it was useless to think too much. Second, Qin Yunfei character never appeared in the world of the original books.
However, the original plot has long since changed, so there was nothing wrong with being careful.
The next afternoon, Lin Zihui called and said that his father wanted to see the two of them and asked them to go to the Furong Tea Room.
Qiao Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and everything came as he had expected.
When he and Chen Jianan arrived at the entrance of Furong Tea House in a rickshaw, they saw two black pacifiers parked at the entrance, and two tall men in black suits stood beside them.
As soon as the two got off, a teahouse waiter greeted them and led them in.
The teahouse had been cleared, and besides the reception there were only a few serious bodyguards.
Qiao Wen understood, after being assassinated once, Lin Zhaoming naturally upgraded his security.
Lin Zhaoming and his son were already sitting in the boxes, drinking tea happily.
Seeing people coming, Lin Zihui immediately got up to welcome them: “You’re here?”
Qiao Wen nodded and respectfully greeted the man who was still sitting: “Mr. Lin.”
Lin Zhaoming smiled and stretched out his hand: “Two little friends, please sit down.”
Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan followed suit.
Lin Zhaoming looked at the two with a smile, but he didn’t beat around the bush but went straight to the point: “Zihui has already told me about your method of investigating the mastermind behind the scenes.”
Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan looked at each other and said with a smile: “Then Mr. Lin must have checked Mr. Zhong’s account.”
Lin Zhaoming pulled the corners of his mouth, his smiling face suddenly sank, and his tone became serious and cold: “Originally, this little brother accidentally saved me last time. I was very grateful and gave you what you deserve. You said to help me investigate the murderer as a token of appreciation. But your so-called investigation is to use my son to to sow discord between me and my wife’s family. What exactly is your intention?”
Lin Zihui was startled: “Abba!”
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hey man its your life, they did their part. good luck with the rest