Chapter 17: Three Hundred Mora's Murderers

27 Willow Street.

Qian San had just finished breakfast and was thinking about how to enjoy this rare holiday when he heard a knock on the door. The knocks were rhythmic and it was obvious that the person knocking was very patient.

Qian San came to the door with doubts, looked out through the small hole specially left on the door, and was immediately shocked.

broken!

Boss Ye Lan was right! This guy is really a vicious thief!
He actually found his way to my house! How did he know? !

Three hundred Moras, brother! Only three hundred Moras! Do you really need to come to me with a knife to seek revenge?!

Are you so poor?!
Qian San subconsciously reached for his waist, intending to pull out the poisoned dagger and strike first, but then he realized something was wrong.

Normally, even if a thief with malicious intentions came to kill someone for 300 Mora, he wouldn't knock on the door so politely, right? After all, he was a thief, not a madman... Not necessarily, I've never seen a poor thief who wouldn't even give 300 yuan.

It's somewhat embarrassing for the thief.

Qian San held the dagger with one hand and rubbed his throat with the other, then changed his voice and said, "What can I do for you, my good man?"

"Qian San?"

Chen Tianfeng inexplicably sensed a dangerous aura, and quietly grasped the hilt of the knife with his hand, and asked in a deep voice: "Is this Qian San's home?"

Holy crap! How did he know my name?!
Qian San's leg muscles were tense, and he was ready to break out of the door at any time and stab the thief with a knife.

My dagger is poisoned!

What a pity! I wish I had the divine eye like Boss Ye Lan.

Qian San thought with regret at this moment, and asked again with a heavier voice: "What can I do for you, my dear man?"

"My name is Chen Tianfeng. I would like to trouble Brother Qian to inform Brother Lan You that I have a big business deal that I would like to discuss with Brother Lan You."

Chen Tianfeng was alert, and he was once again certain in his heart that the Lan You brothers were not serious businessmen. They were probably doing some half-gray and half-white, or half-black and half-gray business.

At this moment, Chen Tianfeng suddenly realized that the hostility and sense of danger inside the door had disappeared a lot. Then with a "creak", the door opened, revealing a familiar smiling face.

"So you're Boss Lan's friend! Please come in, please come in!"

I was so scared, why didn't I realize that Boss Ye Lan was so... Qian San complained in his heart, but smiled warmly on the surface: "I didn't expect to meet you so soon, Brother Chen, we are really destined to meet!"

“...it turns out to be you, brother!”

Chen Tianfeng also showed a warm smile, with a look of emotion: "There is no need to go in. Brother Qian can help inform Boss Lan, I will be very grateful."

The two men looked at each other, each smiling more enthusiastically than the other, like old friends who had not seen each other for many years, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding - neither of them had their hands off the hilt of the knife.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely bring it to you!"

Qian San readily agreed, "I wonder what big deal you want to discuss? Can you tell me briefly so I can report to you."

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I know that some businesses are confidential and hard to disclose." Chen Tianfeng was talking nonsense, and then he changed the subject and asked casually, "Brother Qian, have you been working under Boss Lan?"

"I understand. Brothers have difficulties too." Qian San nodded and said, "I have worked under Boss Lan for several years. Boss Lan is generous and trustworthy. Brothers, feel free to cooperate with us!"

"That's right! Of course I trust Boss Lan and my brothers!"

Chen Tianfeng said irresponsibly, smiling: "Seeing you, brother, makes me feel relieved! Then I'll take my leave first?" "Take care, brother! I'll definitely bring you the news!"

"···"

"···"

Both of them stood there without moving. Qian San kept smiling as he silently took two steps back and took his hand off the hilt of the knife.

Chen Tianfeng bowed and stared at Qian San. He took two steps back and then a few steps sideways. After making sure he was out of Qian San's sight, he turned around and quickly left Willow Street.

Ordinary businessmen can't afford to support a subordinate like Qian San. Besides, with such a subordinate, how could Lan You travel alone to do business and get robbed by bandits on the way...
Chen Tianfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and bought a small carving knife, a bag of radishes and ink on the way back to the inn.

Now it all depends on whether his dear "brother Lanyou" can really come to the inn to find him.

— when he didn’t say where he lived.

If you don't find it, then just wait a few days and go find Qian San yourself. If you come...

Such intelligence capabilities are not something that ordinary gang-related businessmen can possess.

Lan You, Lan You, Lan...hiss, then the identity of this "Brother Lan You" might be quite extraordinary.

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"Chen Tianfeng is the 'young man' you met last night?"

Ye Lan seemed to be thinking about something: "He really needs a large amount of Mora urgently, so it is normal for him to rob Broken Snow. The big business he mentioned should also be to sell Broken Snow through the channels of Lanyou."

"The boss is wise."

Qian San smacked his lips and said with a smile, "To be honest, I was really scared when I saw this kid standing outside the door with a knife. When I saw him holding the knife last night, I knew that his hands were stained with blood and he was very dangerous. When I saw him again today, I found that he was not only reckless, but also alert!"

"It would be surprising if the man who could kill five bandits in a row was really a fool." Ye Lan was not surprised at all.

"That's right." Qian Sanshen agreed, then sighed and couldn't help complaining: "Of course, the main reason why I was scared was because of your guess, boss, that it was a gangster with a knife coming to kill people... If I hadn't thought that there were no gangsters who would kill people for 300 yuan, I would have drawn my knife and fought."

"···"

Ye Lan twitched her lips and didn't continue the topic: "Where does Chen Tianfeng live now?"

"A small inn near the port east of Liyue Harbor." Qian San said, "It took me a lot of effort to find out the pseudonym Chen Tianfeng used."

"A fake name? Found it?"

Ye Lan frowned slightly and looked at Qian San: "He didn't tell you his address?"

"...No, and we didn't agree on a meeting place." Qian San also realized that something was wrong. In this situation, even if Chen Tianfeng didn't leave his temporary address, he shouldn't have failed to set a time and place for the meeting, right?

As for the possibility that he forgot about it because he was nervous... the probability that the Hillilks suddenly changed their ways and stopped using slimes as explosive barrels is greater than this.

"Boss, is this guy trying to test our strength?" Qian San pondered, "Is it necessary to do this just to sell a piece of 'Broken Snow'?"

"I'm afraid it's more than just a piece of 'broken snow'."

Ye Lan was playing with the dice and felt that things were starting to get interesting: "I'll go and take a look and find out."

What kind of surprise will Chen Tianfeng, a guy full of secrets, bring her?
Really looking forward to it.

(End of this chapter)