Near the port.
Large containers were lifted by cranes and placed on the docked freighter.
Near the port, next to a small supermarket for workers to shop.
A tall, thin man in a gray trench coat and a round hat was looking at the huge elongated body of the freighter from afar.
"Kailu, you're late," the tall, thin man suddenly said.
"Only two minutes late." A strong man in a black jacket came to the supermarket.
There were two bloodstains on the man's wrists and a silver cross on his chest. It was the mysterious man who had just fought with Lin Sheng.
"You fought with someone?" The tall and skinny man glanced at him, slightly startled, and asked in a low voice.
"One of the small orders I took before. I happened to meet him on the way. I was going to take care of it, but I didn't expect the opponent to be strong." Kailu smiled and raised his hand.
"It's okay, just a little cut on the skin of my wrist, nothing inside. I'll be fine in a few days. "
The tall, thin man nodded.
"Don't take those small orders for now. Don't let it affect business. But … there are masters here who can hurt you? "
He sounded a little surprised.
"It's just a skin wound. I didn't use a gun." Kailu smiled.
"You're being silly again." The tall, thin man understood. If Kailu's gun was used, no one in Huaisha could escape his assassination.
"Well, let's not talk about this. Is everyone here?" Kailu's smile faded.
"Yes, we can start." The tall, thin man nodded.
…
…
How to get information and find the guy who had attacked him before.
Lin Sheng thought for a long time.
This matter involved the White Tarots, which was not easy to deal with. He was just an ordinary third year high school student, ordinary and unremarkable.
Maybe his swordsmanship was good, but that was it.
In front of guns, it was futile.
He could react faster than a gunman at close range, but what about at a distance?
"What?! Someone tried to kill you on the way?! "
Blackwater District Ironfist Club.
Lin Sheng sat on the chair, while Russell and Madillan were having dinner. Hearing Lin Sheng's revelation, both of them were shocked, and the chopsticks and forks in their hands suddenly stopped.
Russell's expression was serious.
"You almost used a gun? Master Lin, are you sure he really wants to kill you? "
Lin Sheng nodded slightly.
"I'm sure. That person really did have killing intent when he attacked. There was no mercy or leeway. "
"It shouldn't be the White Tarots … My grandfather just greeted them and got a promise from them. It's a big taboo to go back on your word after making a promise, "Russell said with a frown.
"I'm curious too. So, I want to ask you, if you want to find out who the mastermind is. What to do? Your family has a lot of connections. You should know where to start, right? "
Lin Sheng said calmly.
He was not afraid of a strong opponent, but he was afraid of not being able to find them.
He, who had experienced the Dream World, had boundless confidence.
"The only way is to find the most well-informed person." Russell explained, "Usually, such people are the middlemen who play the role of black and white."
"Do you have a target?" Lin Sheng perked up.
"There's a guy called Red Baboon in the Sleigh Bar. He's an arms dealer that my former firearms teacher brought me in contact with. I heard that he also sells some information. Maybe we can try to get in touch with him. "
Russell said in a low voice.
"What's the price?" Lin Sheng asked.
"I don't know. I've never been in contact with him. My teacher took me there once." Russell was also at a loss.
"If it's just buying ordinary information, it shouldn't be too expensive …" Madillan whispered.
"I'll find a time to go and have a look." Lin Sheng pondered. No matter what, he had to find a breakthrough.
It was not a good idea to be on tenterhooks every day, fearing that someone would find trouble with him. He had to get it done once and for all.
After training a few poor teenagers who had just joined the club, Lin Sheng left with his sword case at seven o 'clock in the afternoon and hurried home.
Halfway there, a large group of people came toward him on the street.
This group of people held banners and had a uniform white armband on their arms. All of them looked serious and solemn.
The leader was a woman with a megaphone in her hand, shouting as she walked, "Oppose 96 Treaty! Oppose selling our country! "
"Oppose 96 Treaty! Oppose selling our country! "
The rest of them shouted in unison.
Lin Sheng glanced over and saw at least a few hundred people shouting along with the crowd. Their voices merged into one, and it was a grand sight.
The white banner also read, "Redwinians, get out!" Get out of Celine!
Lin Sheng and the rest of the passersby stopped and stood by the side of the road, quietly waiting for the crowd to pass.
As he watched the crowd pass, he felt a little fortunate.
Fortunate that there were no Redwinians in the Ironfist Club, only Celine and other nationalities. Or perhaps mixed blood. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if he got involved in this.
After the crowd passed, Lin Sheng took the bus home.
He walked into the neighborhood and quickly went up the stairs.
Just as he took out his key, Lin Sheng opened the door.
On the ground by the door, other than his parents' shoes, there was a pair of brown boots of a girl.
His mother's voice came from the living room.
"Chenchen, come in, your Sister Yue Yue is here!"
Sister Yue Yue??
Lin Sheng wanted to change into his slippers, but realized that his usual slippers were gone. Someone must have worn them.
Helpless, he bent over to open the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of plastic slippers to change into.
As for the Yue Yue that his mother mentioned, he had no recollection of it.
Lin Sheng changed into the slippers, closed the door and walked into the living room.
His mother, Gu Wanqiu, was sitting on the sofa with a pretty girl in her twenties.
The girl was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a pink ruffled skirt that revealed her slender legs. Her long black hair fell over her shoulders, and she looked sad.
The coffee table in front of them was filled with used tissues.
"Hello, little brother, I … I'll go wash up first …" The girl saw Lin Sheng and stood up, flustered.
"Go, go, wash up early and rest. Your room is over there. The bed and quilt are ready, "Gu Wanqiu said softly.
"Okay, thank you, Auntie." The girl, with slightly red and swollen eyes, quickly walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
On the other side, Gu Wanqiu waited for the girl to leave before she got up and whispered to Lin Sheng.
"Wang Yue is your distant cousin. Do you remember? You used to go to her house to play when you were a child and tied her favorite doll's hair into a dead knot. This time, she was tricked by a friend to borrow a school loan, and now … she owes a lot of money. They're chasing after the school. "
Gu Wanqiu sighed. "Yue Yue only borrowed three thousand yuan, and two months later, she has to pay back six thousand! Isn't this a scam! "
"… Then why is she here?" Lin Sheng asked with a frown.
"To hide for a while. Those people have chased her to her school, which is Langang University. She doesn't dare to go back to school now, and she doesn't dare to contact her family. If I didn't see her when I went to buy groceries today, I'm afraid this child would … sigh … "Gu Wanqiu sighed.
At this point, Lin Sheng had figured it out.
It was obvious that his mother saw this distant cousin in trouble and took the initiative to take her home.
Usually, she was quite afraid of trouble, but when it came to relatives, she always performed extremely well.
Just like this time, wasn't she afraid that those debt collectors would come to her house?
Lin Sheng was helpless.
This cousin Yue Yue, he hadn't contacted her for years, and he didn't have any feelings for her. It was his mother who was overflowing with sympathy.
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