I just want to save people quietly

Chapter 322
"You really linger." Not long after Zhao Yifan left the pharmacy, he was caught up by a middle-aged man. Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Zhao Yifan smiled and said.

"My task is to follow you and cooperate with you." The middle-aged man remained unmoved by Zhao Yifan's words and said coldly. "No matter where you go from now on, I will follow you closely, and you can never leave me behind."

"Don't look like a boudoir and resentful woman. Others will misunderstand when they see it." Zhao Yifan said with a smile after glancing at the middle-aged man. "If you like to follow, just follow. I didn't say anything."

"But you can't get in my way."

He glared at Zhao Yifan fiercely, no matter what Zhao Yifan meant, he seemed like an oil bottle, which made the middle-aged man very upset.

But the middle-aged man didn't say much, as long as he can follow Zhao Yifan, the rest is not important.

Zhao Yifan likes to talk nonsense, so let Zhao Yifan say it, and pretend he didn't hear it.

Seeing that the middle-aged man became so honest, Zhao Yifan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, ignored the middle-aged man, and went to Li's manor.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Yifan's back, moved his body, and hurriedly chased after him.

Two black shadows, one in front and one behind, soon arrived near Li's manor.

"It's not good for you to be like this!" After sneaking into the Li family's manor and understanding Zhao Yifan's intentions, the middle-aged man reminded. "If you are discovered, you can't say that you are a law enforcement officer."

"When you were robbing people during the day, why didn't you say anything. Now you're just sneaking in, why are you talking too much all of a sudden?" Zhao Yifan said flatly after giving the middle-aged man a hard look. "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"Even if you are caught, you will never say that you have a relationship with the Law Enforcement Organization."

"If you're worried, you don't have to follow, I'll just go in by myself."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yifan ignored the middle-aged man and walked directly in the direction of the mourning hall.

"I want to get rid of me, dreaming." Looking at Zhao Yifan's back, the middle-aged man said coldly. "I will never let you out of my sight again."

Without any hesitation, the middle-aged man quickly chased after him.

Two black shadows flashed rapidly in the dark night.

Although there are many men in black guarding around, these men in black are just ordinary people with limited perception, so they can't detect the actions of warriors at all.

In Zhao Yifan's eyes, these men in black were no different from decorations.

After climbing a few walls, Zhao Yifan came to the courtyard of the Lingtai. There were no guards here, but there were many wreaths around the Lingtai.

"What are you doing here? Are you still interested in the dead?" From the middle-aged man's point of view, the place Zhao Yifan went to should be a dungeon, but Zhao Yifan actually came to the mourning hall, which surprised the middle-aged man.

"Stay here honestly, I'll go in and have a look." Zhao Yifan said to the middle-aged man, then jumped off the wall with a movement of his body, and walked slowly into the mourning hall.

How could a middle-aged man believe Zhao Yifan's nonsense after being fooled once.

After Zhao Yifan jumped off the wall, the middle-aged man didn't stay on the wall obediently, but also jumped off the wall, following Zhao Yifan leisurely.

"Why did you come here?" Zhao Yifan frowned slightly when he noticed the middle-aged man behind him, and asked in a low voice.

The middle-aged man just glanced at Zhao Yifan indifferently, but didn't answer.

Zhao Yifan knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he gave the middle-aged man a hard look and reminded him. "Be careful, don't make any noise."

"If I'm exposed because of you, I'll never end with you."

Zhao Yifan's attitude made the middle-aged man very upset, but the middle-aged man did not refute, as if he had acquiesced.

At this time, Zhao Yifan didn't have time to educate the middle-aged man. Since he was willing to follow, he could follow. As long as he didn't expose himself, everything would be fine.

Then he slowed down, and Zhao Yifan walked into the mourning hall.

A lot of wreaths were placed around, and a lot of paper money was scattered on the ground, but the mourning hall was very quiet. In the middle of the mourning hall, a sandalwood coffin was placed, making the atmosphere of the mourning hall a bit gloomy.

At this time, the mourning hall was empty, which happened to be convenient for Zhao Yifan to move.

Not knowing how Mr. Li was doing now, Zhao Yifan quickly walked to the coffin, pushed hard, and pushed the upper coffin board away. At this time, Mr. Li Yezi was lying peacefully in the coffin.

There was no breathing, no heartbeat, and the whole body was icy cold. It really looked no different from death.

Zhao Yifan quickly grabbed Mr. Li's wrist, put his fingers on it, and began to feel Mr. Li's pulse.

In the eyes of others, Mr. Li may be a dead man, but in Zhao Yifan's heart, he doesn't think so.

After taking the pulse, Zhao Yifan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Mr. Li is in a state of suspended animation, his physical condition is very good.

When I saw Li Wan after returning home, I had an explanation.

"No, someone is here." Although the middle-aged man saw that Zhao Yifan was unhappy, he still took the initiative to take over the task of guarding the wind. After noticing the abnormality, he hurriedly said to Zhao Yifan.

If you don't sleep at night, who will come to the mourning hall? Could it be the old servant Li Wan said, Aunt Wu.

This Aunt Wu might be behind the scenes, Zhao Yifan dare not be careless.

He hurriedly covered the coffin, and hid with the middle-aged man.

Not long after, an old lady with gray hair walked slowly into the mourning hall. After seeing the coffin in front of her, the eyes of the old lady immediately became moist.

"Master, I'm here to see you." Walking to the coffin, the old lady put her hand on the coffin and started to touch it slowly, but there was a trace of sadness on her face, and she muttered in a low voice.

"Your old body has always been very strong. If you don't say it, it will be gone."

Saying that, the old lady knelt in front of the coffin and burst into tears.

Looking at the old lady's appearance, she really has a deep relationship with Mr. Li, otherwise she wouldn't be crying so much.

"This old lady, is there any problem?" Seeing that Zhao Yifan had been staring at the old lady, the middle-aged man asked Zhao Yifan curiously.

Zhao Yifan ignored the middle-aged man, and just kept staring at the old lady, as if he wanted to see through the old lady.

Not knowing what Zhao Yifan was doing, the middle-aged man followed Zhao Yifan's example and stared at the old lady.

After about an hour, the old lady stood up. It seemed that she was tired from crying.

After wiping away his tears, he burned some papers for Mr. Li and said some nostalgic words. After all this was done, he took a deep look at the coffin in front of him, and then reluctantly walked out of the mourning hall.

(End of this chapter)