Detective: I, Cao Jianjun, started by arresting my brother-in-law.

Snapped!

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yaodong hung up the phone.

Lin Can stood at the door for a moment, took a deep breath, went back into the rented room, and once again pointed his gun at Lin Shengwu.

111. I'll cripple one of your hands, then we can talk, right? [6 chapters, please subscribe]

"Shengwu, let me give you a piece of advice: hand over the things, and I'll guarantee that Xiaoling and the child will be fine."

As soon as Lin Can entered the room, he stared directly at Lin Shengwu.

"You'll guarantee it? What will you use to guarantee it?"

Lin Shengwu was somewhat desperate.

He knew that Lin Yaodong was definitely going to get rid of him.

"That's what Uncle Dong said," Lin Can continued, "We've been brothers for years, don't make things difficult for me."

"Hey……"

Cao Jianjun felt like he was being ignored, so he stiffened his neck and stepped forward to interrupt again.

"Mr. Lin, are you really not considering my goods?"

Lin Can gave him a look as if he were an idiot, ignored him, and continued to face Lin Shengwu: "Shengwu, you have no way out now. Do you know what the consequences are of going against Uncle Dong?"

"Damn it!"

Cao Jianjun felt insulted.

You can't get anything done by talking calmly. The moment the cursing started, a steel fork appeared in my hand without me even noticing, the kind you use to eat steak.

Suddenly, he darted forward, and in the blink of an eye...

With a muffled thud, the fork pierced Lin Can's hand.

Before Lin Can could react, the gun was quickly snatched away and pressed against Lin Can's head.

All this happened so fast.

Before anyone could react, Lin Can was already screaming in pain when the pistol was snatched away.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Several young men who had come with Lin Can were about to step forward when Cao Jianjun turned his gun and waved it at each of their heads.

Immediately, the young men retreated.

"We're here to discuss business, what are you doing?"

Cao Jianjun tilted his head, lit another cigarette, took a slow puff, and walked up to Lin Can.

"Who the hell are you?"

Lin Can's hand was covered in blood, with a steel fork stuck in it. He was trembling with pain, and his biggest regret was that he hadn't shot Cao Jianjun dead.

"Cao Kun."

Cao Jianjun smirked arrogantly, pressing the muzzle of his gun against Lin Can's chin, forcing him to stand up straight.

“You bastard, go back and tell Boss Lin that I’m taking over the business in Tazhai.”

As he spoke, Cao Jianjun reached out and pulled Lin Shengwu behind him to his side: "He'll be in my hands for now. If Boss Lin wants anything, just leave me some food first."

"We're all in the same boat, so don't be so ruthless in your dealings with others."

"Your Tazhai village also relied on others to provide for you, and you built your business step by step."

"Now that I, Cao Kun, am in trouble, can Boss Lin do me a favor and let me go to Tazhai to work and earn some money? Is that alright?"

What could Lin Can say? What did he dare to say?

He had no right to negotiate; he could only listen.

The pain caused beads of sweat the size of soybeans to appear on his forehead, rolling down his head in a soft patter.

After Cao Jianjun finished speaking, he took a piece of paper and a packet of heroin from his pocket and stuffed them into Lin Can's pocket.

“My number is on the list. If you’ve made up your mind, Mr. Lin, give me a call, and I’ll go to Tazhai in person.”

Lin Can swallowed hard, his lips dry.

He knew he couldn't kill Lin Shengwu today, so he turned around and left with a few young men.

"It would have been so much better if we had done this sooner."

Cao Jianjun gripped his gun and gave Lin Can and the others the middle finger as they walked away: "I was trying to do business with you in good faith, but you're insulting me."

Lin Shengwu breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to Cao Jianjun, I was spared a life, but when I looked at Cao Jianjun again, I always felt that this man was crazy.

From the window, Cao Jianjun watched Lin Can and the others walk away, then turned and came to Lin Shengwu.

"Hey! You can't stay here anymore, aren't you going to run?"

"Isn't it you?"

Lin Shengwu, looking utterly exasperated, sat down on the bed and huffed, "Big brother, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"Let's cooperate."

Cao Jianjun puffed on his cigarette, spreading his hands: "I already told you, don't be afraid of death. People in our line of work have long been risking their lives."

"If you're a coward, you'll either get killed by the police or by your colleagues..."

“I’ve heard about Lin Yaodong from your Tazhai village for a long time and have always wanted to pay him a visit.”

Lin Shengwu was speechless. He took a deep breath and said, "What you say is useless. Uncle Dong won't believe you."

Are you coming or not?

Cao Jianjun had lost interest in wasting time arguing with him. He walked to the door of the rented room and said, "It's almost Chinese New Year, brother. Are you still planning to stay here?"

This awful place is definitely not a place I can stay.

Lin Can has been here, and Lin Yaodong and his men will soon find out. If they don't leave now, are they going to wait for Lin Can to come back with a large number of troops to kill them?

Late at night on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, the Pearl River was bustling with activity.

The brightly lit scenic area, the streetlights and neon lights in the streets and alleys, and the colorful lights hanging on the green plants are all lit up all night long.

In some places, there were also song and dance performances, and fireworks lit up half of the night sky.

Cao Jianjun and Lin Shengwu are now homeless again.

He knew that Tazhai wouldn't be easy to enter, and he was prepared for a great deal of trouble.

If entering Tazhai is too easy, either Lin Yaodong will be uneasy, or I will be uneasy.

If Lin Yaodong is not at ease, he will definitely find a way to kill Cao Jianjun.

If Cao Jianjun isn't at ease, he'll definitely be killed sooner or later if he goes in.

Either way, I'm going to die.

Therefore, Cao Jianjun decided to subdue Lin Shengwu first, as he had solid evidence of Lin Yaodong's crimes.

…………

the other side.

After leaving the rented room, with his gun taken away, Lin Can kept a gloomy face.

First, he went to a hospital to have the steel fork piercing his palm removed. Only after the explosion was over did he have time to call Lin Yaodong.

After recounting what had just happened, Lin Yaodong remained silent for at least two or three minutes.

Lin Can didn't dare to say anything, and the two of them just held their phones in silence.

“Let’s come back first.”

This was the only sound Lin Yaodong made during the call; he hung up immediately after speaking.

Lin Can had a very bad feeling, but he had no choice and drove back to Dongshan overnight.

At 1:30 a.m., after driving for more than three hours, the car entered Tazhai and stopped at the gate of Lin Yaodong's courtyard.

Lin Can got out of the car, his arm wrapped in gauze and in a sling.

Lin Yaodong didn't sleep, and he even summoned his second wife Lin Yaohua and his third wife Lin Zonghui.

The three of them sat at the tea table on the second-floor balcony, drinking tea and waiting for Lin Can.

"Uncle Dong..."

After going upstairs, Lin Can walked over with a somber expression, his head hanging low: "I'm sorry, I...I didn't..."

Snapped!

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yaodong hurled the teacup in his hand, which crashed to the ground with a loud bang and shattered into pieces.

"What good is an apology? You were armed, and someone took you down with their bare hands. How did you do your job?"

Lin Yaodong disliked the feeling of being manipulated.

Especially when you have a good chance of winning, you end up in a very passive position, and your weaknesses are in someone else's hands.