The middle-aged man cursed in a low voice, then stood up, straightened his clothes, put on a baseball cap, opened the door of the rental house, looked around and saw no one was around, then lowered his head and went downstairs.

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Jinling.

After Lin Ce transferred 300,000 yuan, he hung up the phone.

Although he heard something was wrong about Detective Mou, he had no intention of asking more.

One party gives money and the other party does the work.

The relationship between them is as simple as that, as long as you don't involve him in trouble.

"Mr. Lin, I have arrived at Cuihuaju."

Cuihuaju is a well-known restaurant in Jinling. It is located in the suburbs of Jinling City, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery. It is a place that many young men and women like to go. It is also the place where Lin Ce met Long Xiaotian.

"Okay, I'll be there soon." Lin Ce responded and hung up the phone. There were so many people coming and going in the city center that he couldn't find a place to park when he drove there, so he took the subway directly.

As the subway stopped, an old man got on the train and stood with Lin Ce.

This old man was dressed in coarse linen clothes and had a strong smell of earthy tobacco, which made many people around him frown.

"Young man, how many stops until Ewha Square?" The old man raised his neck and couldn't understand after looking at it for a long time, so he asked Lin Ce.

"There are two more stops. I'll get off there too. Just come with me." Lin Ce said with a smile. After hearing this, the old man thanked Lin Ce profusely and took the initiative to talk to Lin Ce.

Lin Ce didn't show any airs, and the two just started chatting.

During the conversation, Lin Ce briefly learned that this old man was from outside. He was a veteran who fought against U.S. aggression and aided Korea. His son also died on the battlefield. His granddaughter worked in Jinling and had no one to take care of her when she fell ill, so he came all the way here.

"Ewha Square is here, everyone..."

When the subway arrived at the station, Lin Ce asked the old man to get off, but found that his eyebrows were stained a little red. This was a sign of losing money, and even his family would be destroyed.

"how so?"

Lin Ce frowned. For many years in the mountains, he had learned various skills from his master Gu Daoxian, one of which was the secret technique of Feng Shui. He was proficient in this skill, but he was unwilling to use this skill.

As the saying goes, you can tell the secrets by looking at Feng Shui.

He himself is a person who is not tolerated by heaven. If he engages in the field of feng shui and is tainted with karma and touches the heaven, he is undoubtedly an old man who hangs himself because he thinks he has lived too long.

"Thank you, young man. I'll treat you to a drink when you come to Sichuan and Chongqing." The old man followed Lin Ce out of the subway station, said thank you and prepared to leave.

Lin Ce quickly said, "Uncle, where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

Although Lin Ce didn't want to get too involved in the cause and effect, it was not easy for the old man to earn some money, and he also had life-saving money, so the hardship might lead to the destruction of his family, and this was just a piece of cake for him.

"Will this delay you too much?" The old man was obviously a little embarrassed, but he did not refuse.

After all, he was really unfamiliar with it.

Lin Ce smiled and said it was okay, and the two of them walked and talked. About seven or eight minutes later, a young man wearing a hat suddenly bumped into the old man and quickly helped him up.

"Uncle, be careful!" the young man complained, but his hands were quick and precise. He took out a wad of money from the old man and put it into his own pocket, turned around and left, all his movements smooth and smooth.

But at this moment, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist. The young man was shocked and suddenly looked up at Lin Ce.

"Brother, thieves have their ways." Lin Ce squinted his eyes and stared directly at the young man, "It's not easy for an old man to make some money in his life. If you steal his money, aren't you afraid of ruining his family?"
Chapter completed!