How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 32 I accepted bribes, and they even praised me for being righteous.
Ordinary people cannot be beasts, and may not even want to be.

But some 'people' insist on associating themselves with beasts.

He Sen is that kind of guy. The things he did wouldn't get him many years in prison on Earth, but in prison, even the most petty thieves would be beaten up.

The luxurious private room was filled with a refreshing fragrance, but even the fragrance couldn't mask the stench emanating from He Sen.

At this moment, He Sen felt as if flames were burning in his chest; he was furious.

This kid actually ignored him.

After entering the private room, he glanced at me once and then sat there arrogantly, as if no one else was there.

who am I?
I am He Sen, the head of the Loyalty Hall.

Even if Wang Changhai saw him, he would still have to politely call him "Brother He".

"Hey, why did you decide to join the police force instead of a gang? And now you're a lowly constable? This job isn't easy." He Sen crossed his arms and spoke sarcastically.

Qin Si, who was standing to the side with a big smile, pouring wine from a wine pot, trembled slightly. He could easily tell that He Sen was being sarcastic, so he quickly tried to smooth things over.

“Brother He, Master Lin has lofty ideals. Joining the Security Bureau to protect the peace of the area, with Master Lin’s abilities, he will surely be promoted and obtain an official rank in no time.”

Made.

He Sen, you son of a bitch, don't you dare cause me any trouble.

I called you here to act as a go-between, not to cause trouble.

He Sen chuckled.

His tone was full of disdain.

But perhaps thinking about the purpose of his invitation, he didn't say much.

Qin Si, as expected of a seasoned veteran, was adept at creating a lively atmosphere. At the beginning, he avoided mentioning Jin Biao's affairs and instead told some interesting stories to warm up the crowd.

It's like going to a brothel. No one goes there and immediately takes off their clothes. They drink, chat, and when the mood is right, things will naturally fall into place.

Song Qing and Yang Ming sat there without saying a word.

Song Qing, in particular, knew He Sen and Qin Si best. Neither of them were good people. If the law were fair, they would both be beheaded.

Therefore, he hasn't touched a bite of food; he finds eating with them disgusting.

Lin Fan noticed the foreman's resistance out of the corner of his eye, but Yang Ming didn't care. He ate the food heartily, nodding occasionally to show his approval of the dishes.

Lin Fan laughed and said, "Master Qin, you know a lot. I heard that when you were young, you wielded two watermelon knives and slashed your way from the south of the city to the north without even blinking, making a name for yourself."

what! ?

Qin Si was stunned. Who had bragged to him with such unrealistic boasting, about cutting from the south of the city to the north? Cut off his grandma's legs!

"Haha, Mr. Lin, let's not dwell on the past. I'm getting old, I'm not as energetic as I used to be."

Qin Si touched his smooth, bald head and waved his hand modestly.

He admitted to it.

When you're out in the world, the stories are made up by others, and the identity is something you give yourself. Since they've said it, just accept it. After all, bragging doesn't cost you any money.

"Master Lin, let's drink, let's drink!" Qin Si said enthusiastically, holding up his wine glass.

Lin Fan smiled and drank it all in one gulp. The strong liquor was quickly broken down in his stomach. He found that this initial body-refining technique was very powerful, and the alcohol didn't have much of an effect on him.

This body tempering is not just about being able to withstand beatings; with each improvement, he could clearly feel an all-round enhancement in himself.

Strength and speed have increased significantly.

At this moment, Qin Si perfectly demonstrated his social skills, but he kept an eye on Song Qing's expression. After all, Song Qing was the head of the squad, and his official position in the Security Bureau was much higher than Lin Fan's.

When he saw Song Qing pour wine for Lin Fan.

He was stunned.

An amazing idea popped into my head.

That is, Song Qing, who appears to be the squad leader, has actually long been Lin Fan's vassal.

After several rounds of drinks, both Qin Si and He Sen's faces turned red, with Qin Si's redness being the most noticeable.

"Fourth Master Qin, this dinner tonight isn't just a simple dinner, is it? If there's anything you need to say, feel free to speak frankly," Lin Fan said, taking the initiative as the time was right.

Upon hearing this, Qin Si downed the wine in his hand, put down the glass, and sighed softly, saying, "To be honest, Jin Biao, whom Master Lin arrested today, is my distant nephew. His parents passed away early, and he came to live with me a long time ago. I'm usually busy and haven't been able to keep a close eye on him. It's really despicable that he dared to extort money in the market."

“I apologized to the vendors and they forgave me.”

"So I hope Mr. Lin can be lenient and let him go."

Qin Si could make up stories off the top of his head without caring about their veracity. In the outside world, it didn't matter whether the story was true or not; what mattered was that you had to make up a story so that people could save face.

You open your mouth and demand that they release the person.

People have pride too, you know. Lin Fan put down his chopsticks, pretending to be in a difficult position. The sensible Qin Si immediately took out a box from behind him, opened it gently, and several silver notes were neatly arranged inside.

There are three in total, each with a face value of one hundred taels.

The officials he bribed all had clearly marked prices, and he gave them money once a month.

A commoner, one tael.

Formal corvée labor, five taels.

The head constable, twenty taels.

Those at the clerk and registrar level received thirty taels.

The next level up, the county magistrate and the assistant magistrate, only earned forty or fifty taels of silver.

Therefore, Qin Si took out three hundred-tael silver notes, which was considered a great honor for Lin Fan.

It wasn't that he was giving in to Lin Fan's lowly position, but rather that he knew Lin was a formidable fighter, and if he really stuck to him and became his enemy, it would be very troublesome.

If it could be settled with money, that would be something to be desired.

Lin Fan looked at the silver note without saying anything, but Song Qing, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but say, "Three hundred taels, what a huge sum of money! Ordinary people probably can't earn that much silver in their entire lives. Even this meal is worth more than an ordinary person's annual income."

Qin Si blinked.

Whose family is so good at making money that they can earn at least twenty taels a year?

"Squad Leader Song, those words are profound."

Qin Si flattered her for a while, then thought to himself, "We're already here, and now you're even talking about the people? You've instantly elevated this bribery scene to a whole new level."

Lin Fan looked at Qin Si with a smile in his eyes, "Master Qin, you're bribing me. According to the law, on page 17, line 3, if an official accepts a bribe of 120 taels, he shall be hanged and also punished with caning. One tael is worth 70 strokes. If I accept 300 taels from you, how many strokes do you think I'll get?"

He Sen was stunned.

Qin Si was also stunned.

No.

Are you out of your mind?

I'm giving you money for no reason, why are you reciting the law to me?

In the entire city of Yong'an, everyone knows that I, Qin Si, am the least law-abiding citizen.

Qin Si, who had risen from being ignorant of the law to his current position, was naturally quick-witted, his mind working faster than anyone else's. "Master Lin, you can't just say things like that. This isn't a bribe; it's me returning the money to you."

"Give me back?"

"Yes, when was it? I borrowed three hundred taels from you. I still have the receipt. Let me find it."

Qin Si rummaged through his pockets and quickly pulled out a written agreement, which he placed in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan looked at the contents of the note and read it aloud, "Today, I, Qin Si, borrow three hundred taels from Lin Fan..."

There really is a written agreement.

Qin Si is quite shrewd; he's probably gained experience in bribery and knows that some people are afraid to accept bribes, so he makes sure to write down written agreements.

"Oh dear!" Lin Fan suddenly realized, slapping his thigh. "I remember now, it was that morning when you borrowed it from me, right?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"I knew it! I felt like I'd forgotten something. Oh, so that's what it was. Master Qin is truly a man of his word. I wouldn't have remembered if you hadn't returned it. Thank you very much."

Lin Fan reached out and put the silver note into his pocket, then took the voucher in his hand and tore it in two in front of Qin Si to signify that it was void. He then put the torn voucher into his pocket as well.

"Fourth Master Qin, did we discuss interest rates back then?"

"what?"

Qin Si was shocked.

Are you a fucking animal? You just spout nonsense.

"Haha, just kidding. Given my relationship with Master Qin, talking about interest would be too damaging to our relationship."

"Yes, yes, Master Lin is generous and righteous."

Lin Fan was completely satisfied.

Voila.

He got money for free and was praised for his generosity and righteousness.

Nice!

(End of this chapter)