Rebirth of the strongest catcher

Chapter 512

Bu Yifan originally thought that if he was divided into four groups to do the task this time, it would never be his turn to meet the prisoner.

But what he didn't expect was that things in the world are often so coincidental. He, who has never had much luck, unexpectedly met the person they were looking for by luck.

The other party is a bad old man. He is not particularly well-dressed, but he is extraordinarily clean. At first glance, he looks different from the tramps like them.

He mingled with the homeless crowd alone, talking to them one by one, obviously for some purpose.

Bu Yifan hid in the distance and looked at him for a long time. Seeing him approaching him step by step, he immediately tilted his neck, stretched on the ground.

The old man walked up to him and asked with a smile: "Little brother, why are you wandering outside alone at such a young age?"

Without raising his eyes, Bu Yifan yawned lazily, "None of your business."

The old man was not angry, but smiled more happily, "Do you want to earn some money and go to the capital to buy some meat?"

Bu Yifan glanced at him, then sat up, "What are you doing? I won't do it if I'm too tired."

The old man laughed, patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, it's not a hard job, as long as you take a stick and go to a shop to make trouble."

"Oh?"

Bu Yifan narrowed his eyes, "Wouldn't the government arrest me for this?"

"What are you afraid of?"

The old man coaxed: "As long as you don't hurt anyone, you can stay in prison for a few days at most. There is food and shelter in the prison, and there are tiles to cover your head. It is much better than you staying on this mountain."

Hearing his deceitful words, Bu Yifan sneered in his heart, but on the surface he had to pretend to be impressed, "It sounds like this job is okay, how much money will you give me?"

The old man smiled faintly, took out two taels of silver from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Bu Yifan's hand, "This is a deposit, and I'll give you another five taels after you finish your work."

"It adds up to seven taels?"

Bu Yifan looked surprised, this is not a small sum for ordinary people.

This old man is so generous, no wonder there are so many people working for him wholeheartedly.

Seeing his surprised appearance, the old man smiled slightly and said bluntly: "What is a mere seven taels of silver, as long as you are smart and your mouth is firm enough, more money will come one after another."

Hearing this, Bu Yifan narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

"I mean very simply."

The old man said bluntly: "If you are arrested, remember to control your mouth and don't talk nonsense. As long as you can control your mouth, you will have your share of any money in the future, but if you can't control it, you will be considered alive Get out of prison, we also have a lot of ways to make your life worse than death!"

As he spoke, the old man's eyes froze, and he stretched out his hand to directly press a fingerprint on Bu Yifan's arm.

Although Bu Yifan didn't feel any pain, he watched the old man touch him and there was a big hole in his clothes, which made him shrink back in fright, his eyes full of fear, "You...you... ..."

The old man smiled slightly and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, as long as you don't do anything wrong to me, I won't hurt you."

Although he was smiling, Bu Yifan still felt a chill rise from behind.

It was terrible, the old man was terrible.

Bu Yifan took the money from the old man, and the old man quickly told him the address of the shop he was going to disturb, and it was indeed the property under the name of his ancestors, but it was a pity that the old man was very tight-lipped. Apart from seeing his appearance, Bu Yifan didn't know his identity or name. Even if he was taken to prison, it would be difficult to tell any useful information. Coupled with the old man's threat, it's no wonder that the mouths of those punks are tighter than they are sewn together. .

Since Bu Yifan didn't know martial arts, he didn't dare to confront the old man. He could only collect the money and follow his instructions to go to the ancestral shop to make trouble. People came back to discuss the matter with him.

Xing Shan and the others quickly returned to Shuntian Mansion from the suburbs of Beijing after receiving Bu Yifan's signal. At this time, several days had passed since they took over the case. The side has something to say.

Seeing them coming back, Bu Yifan quickly explained to them that he had met the old man, and showed Xing Shan and the others the two taels of silver he earned by making trouble in the ancestral shop.

Xing Shan and the others looked at each other and couldn't help laughing, "Fortunately, you met that old man. If we met him, we might have exposed our identities."

"what?"

Bu Yifan looked at a loss, "Why?"

Xing Shan said frankly: "The old man touched your arm not only to frighten you, but also to test whether you have internal strength. Fortunately, your martial arts are slight, and the internal strength is so small that you can hardly notice it, so the old man has no internal strength at all. find."

Hearing this, Bu Yifan felt his luck belatedly, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, "Unexpectedly, knowing martial arts saved my life."

Hu Buxi smiled slightly, "Isn't it? If your martial arts is a little better and he notices it, and you can't beat him, then you may be dead."

Zhan Dabao is not interested in this matter, he is concerned about another point, "Since we already have clues, what are we waiting for, we will directly lead the troops to the northern suburbs mountain, and arrest the old man for interrogation!"

"Absolutely not!"

Xing Shan said bluntly: "The old man has strong martial arts and is extremely vigilant. Not to mention that we may not be able to catch him, even if we do catch him, we may not be able to pry his mouth open. Since he still trusts Yifan, then We might as well just follow the plan and let Yifan continue to approach him to see if we can find out his identity."

Hearing this, Bu Yifan immediately became nervous, "I...can I do it?"

"Why not?"

Hu Buxi encouraged: "You see, you are so smart, you know how to really go to the store to make trouble, and then sneak back to Shuntian Mansion. I don't think the old man should have any doubts about you, so you go back to him and ask him for money. The rest of the money, and then continue to help him, and he should be able to get words out of his mouth soon."

Seeing that the two of them were determined to push Bu Yifan into the fire pit, Zhan Dabao suddenly became dissatisfied, "I don't think this plan will work at all, how can the old man's words be so good? What's more, you just said Well, that old man's martial arts are extremely high, if Yifan shows his feet in front of him, he will end up with a dead end, what reason is there for him to take such a risk for those bastards of the ancestral family?!"

"That's true."

Xing Shan nodded slightly. In fact, he was also very worried about Bu Yifan's safety.

Although he thought this method was the best, if Bu Yifan didn't want to, he would never force it.

(End of this chapter)