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Chapter eight hundred and twenty seventh

I saw the man in the suit suddenly bumping into the young couple when they were meeting each other, and bumped the man lightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man in the suit quickly bowed and apologized to the two of them.

At this moment, the man in short clothes behind him quickly passed by the man in suit.

Lin Chuangming knew that the two were thieves, but he never saw clearly their modus operandi.

"Is it done?" Lin Chuang asked.

"The tunnel has been opened." Liu Ermeng said.

"What does it mean to open a tunnel?" Lin Chuang asked.

"The pocket of his pants was cut," Liu Er said fiercely.

"Oh." Lin Chuang nodded.

The young couple wanted to scold him, but when they saw the man in a suit, they didn't care. They waved their hands and continued walking without saying anything.

When Lin Chuang saw the man in a suit and his accomplice coming towards the car, he opened the door and got out of the car. Liu Ermeng also got out, and Zhang Jin also got out of another car.

The man in a suit walked to the car and was about to go over when Lin Chuangyi reached out and stopped him: "Stop."

"Sir, what are you doing for me? Do we know each other?" the man in the suit asked in astonishment.

Lin Chuang looked at him and smiled, but said nothing.

At this time, the man in short clothes was also stopped by Liu Ermeng.

"What are you doing?" the man in short clothes said angrily.

Liu Ermeng looked at him coldly and said nothing. He only surrounded the two of them with Zhang Jin and others.

"Friend, do you want me to stop the couple in front of you? Ask the man if he was kicked out of the tunnel?" Lin Chuang asked the man in the suit with a smile.

"What did you say?" The man in the suit refused to acknowledge the professional terminology and kept speaking harshly.

"I don't want to make the matter bigger. I just want to find someone. This person's name is Li Baineng, who is also a member of your group. If you can help me find him, I will not meddle in your business. Otherwise, I will arrest you.

First beat him half to death, and then lock him up for three to five years." Lin Chuang said.

The man in the suit and the man in shorts looked at each other, knowing that this time they were in trouble.

"I'm going to say it, sir, you won't break your promise, right?" the man in the suit asked.

"Don't worry, it won't happen. As long as you say it, I will let you go immediately. Just pretend that nothing happened."

"A gentleman's word?"

"It's hard to chase the horse!"

"Okay, I believe you. Sir, if you want to find Li Baineng, you can only go to Buddha. We are just marginal figures and don't know Li Baineng." The man in the suit answered honestly.

"Lord Buddha?"

"We have to pay tribute to all the heads in this area of ​​the old city," said the man in a suit.

"Where can I find him?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Buddha is erratic and has no fixed address. We don't know where he lives," said the man in a suit.

"Doesn't that mean you didn't say anything?" Lin Chuang raised his eyebrows and asked displeasedly.

"Sir, don't worry. I don't know anything else, but I know that he often lives in a prostitute's den." The man in the suit said quickly.

Lin Chuang looked at Liu Ermeng, who nodded.

"Okay, get out." Lin Chuang waved his hand, and Liu Ermeng and Zhang Jin moved out of the way, and they ran away quickly.

After getting on the bus, Lin Chuang asked Liu Ermeng: "Is that guy telling the truth?"

"That's the truth. I've heard of this person, Buddha. He used to be very famous in Xuzhou. It seems that he couldn't stay in Xuzhou anymore and came to Shanghai. Such people don't dare to have a fixed residence and usually stay in prostitutes' houses.

Li." Liu Ermeng replied.

"Okay, let's go to Qingxin Shishu Tea House." Lin Chuang ordered.

Liu Ermeng didn't say anything and drove away, but he thought in his mind: "Is Qingxin Shishu Teahouse a prostitution den?"

Arriving at the teahouse, Lin Chuang walked in and saw, oh, the first floor was full of young people with oily hair and pink noodles, and a few old scholars wearing glasses.

These people were all listening attentively to the melodious sound of the piano coming from upstairs.

Lin Chuang smiled slightly and raised his legs to go up the stairs.

There were two men in black standing on both sides of the stairs. When they saw Lin Chuang, they did not dare to stop them. They bowed slightly and stepped aside.

It was obvious that both of these two knew Director Lin.

After going upstairs and standing at the entrance of the building, Lin Chuang was stunned.

What a wonderful arrangement!

The entire second floor is open, with white gauze on the floor in front of the windows, flowers and plants surrounding the corners, and carpets all over the floor. In addition to a large case, there is only a low coffee table and a piano stand in the room. On the walls are only paintings and calligraphy. The layout is simple.

, grand and elegant.

As usual, Master Jing Xin has a bald head and wears an embroidered white robe. Her slender jade fingers flick the strings of the piano. A little nun stands quietly behind her. Coupled with Jing Xin's cold and beautiful face, she looks like a fairy.

Picture of playing the piano.

She played the ancient song "Mountains and Flowing Waters", with a well-timed pause, natural charm, ups and downs, and endless meaning.

When Master Jing Xin saw Lin Chuang, her eyes flashed without any expression, and she just finished playing the song.

"Wonderful, beautiful, wonderful music, purifying the soul, and benefiting a common man like me a lot." Lin Chuang waved his hand first, asking Zhang Jin and others to step back, then turned around and praised.

"Coming?" Jing Xin stood up and asked calmly.

"Here we come." Lin Chuang answered and walked over.

"Please sit here." Jing Xin reached out and moved Lin Chuang to the coffee table, while he sat behind the coffee table.

The little nun was very obedient. She moved an embroidery stick and placed it in front of the coffee table, and asked Lin Chuang to sit down.

"Master Tai, your place is very lively." Lin Chuang said.

"Do you like it?" Master Jing Xin asked without answering him, looking into the room.

"It's like a fairyland. In this troubled world, there is such a place. It's really fascinating." Lin Chuang said.

Jing Xin smiled slightly and started to pack the tea sets: "Have a drink?"

"I need your help with something," Lin Chuang said.

"Drink tea first." Jing Xin replied.

"This girl is so controlling, she has to follow her own pace when speaking." Lin Chuang thought to himself.

The word "girl" flashed in my mind, and Jing Xin's impression of a fairy was suddenly diminished.

Lin Chuang looked at her thick eyebrows and thought to himself: "This person is really hard to understand. He obviously has a restless heart, but he wears nun clothes; his heart is obviously like a raging fire, but he has to show a cold and arrogant appearance. Can external forces suppress the inner fire?

?”

After the tea was brewed, Jing Xin poured it for Lin Chuang and made a gesture: "Please."

Lin Chuang picked it up and tasted it: "Well, it's very good. My craftsmanship has improved."

Jing Xin took a sip, put down the teacup, and said, "It's very lively here, but none of them dare to come up."

They all answer the wrong questions!

Lin Chuang simply stopped talking and only glanced to express his doubts.

"They are not afraid of me or my father, they are afraid of you."

"Nani? Are you afraid of me? Are you afraid of me counting?" Lin Chuang glanced again.

Jing Xin's face turned red at this glance, and she quickly picked up the tea cup and took a sip to hide her inner panic.

Lin Chuang held back this time and looked at her deeply again.

"They think that I am your..., so..." Jing Xin's face turned redder and she said boldly.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chuang couldn't hold it anymore: "Hey, these boring guys, aren't you farting? How dare you slander your reputation! Just wait, I'll have them all arrested."

"Slow down..." Jing Xin stretched out her hand to stop her and said, "I don't blame them."


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