"Brother Han," Xiao Chendong grinned obsequiously, "How could I not co? It’s just that my wife has been acting strange lately, don’t know if she’s discovered sothing.
She goes to bed late every ti, so here I am, waiting until she falls asleep before coming."
"Hmm," Brother Han took a drag on his cigarette, exhaling a smoke ring, surrounded by smoke, "How much did you bring this ti?
Less than thirty won’t get you in, small stakes are boring, you’ll lose it all in two rounds."
"Don’t worry," Xiao Chendong chuckled, "I brought fifty this ti, so it definitely won’t be small stakes, we’re..."
Brother Han finally smiled, making room in the doorway, "Co in."
"Alright."
Xiao Chendong went inside, while Brother Han did not enter imdiately. Instead, he stood at the doorway, smoked a whole cigarette, circled around Xiao Chendong’s bicycle, and only then went inside.
Not far away, Wen Ran, who clearly heard their conversation, had a complicated expression.
What can I say?
Gambling, once soone gets into it, you can pretty much say they’re finished.
It’s not just themselves that are ruined; it drags down the whole family.
At worst, it leads to broken families; at the most extre, hos are shattered and lives lost.
"How’s it going?"
Xiao Chenye arrived a bit late and seeing Wen Ran’s serious expression, his own didn’t look good either.
"What did he do? Cheat? Set up another household here?"
Wen Ran: "..."
If it were the forr, Xiao Chendong deserves to die, but for gambling, Xiao Chendong also deserves to die.
"No," Wen Ran pushed the bicycle, "Let’s find a safe place to talk slowly."
"Alright."
Wen Ran explained the situation as concisely as possible.
After listening, Xiao Chenye was stunned.
Honestly, who knows what’s in these people’s heads?
Life was good, but they had to find so thrill, create so annoying issues to feel satisfied.
Gambling, is that sothing just anyone can dabble in?
With experienced con artists, cheating becos as simple as eating or drinking.
They let you win five bucks, but you can’t win three; they make you lose forty, and you end up losing fifty.
To put it plainly, your life and death are often at their whim.
"What should we do?"
Wen Ran whispered, "That Brother Han doesn’t seem like a good person, carries a bit of an ominous vibe. I reckon, even if he hasn’t taken lives, there’s likely so harm to a person’s limbs."
In terms of scheming for wealth and harming lives, they’ve probably achieved the first but not the latter.
But when it cos to collecting debts, breaking limbs, threats, and intimidation are not entirely impossible.
"What do you an?"
"Catch them red-handed, nab them with the evidence," Xiao Chenye was almost imdiately determined, "Let’s go, report this."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes," Xiao Chenye hung his head, "Reporting now might send him to labor on a farm, but it’s better than having a shattered ho and broken family.
Besides, our parents are getting old, and I don’t want them feeling anxious because of these ssy people."
"I support you."
Professional matters are best left to professionals; if Wen Ran and Xiao Chenye get involved, they might find themselves targeted.
The two of them biked quickly to the police station.
Sotis, things just coincidentally suck.
The officer on duty wasn’t a stranger but an old acquaintance—Shao Ping.
Seeing Wen Ran, Shao Ping’s eyes lit up, "Wen Ran, what brings you here?"
Xiao Chenye: "...?"
I an, I’m right here, can’t you see ?
Shao Ping approached, wanting to shake hands with Wen Ran, but didn’t get close.
Intercepted by Xiao Chenye halfway.
He reached out forcefully, gripped Shao Ping’s hand, and shook it vigorously in every direction.
Shao Ping: "..."
He pulled his hand back, "What’s going on? Is there an ergency this late at night?"
"We’re here to anonymously report illegal gambling gatherings."
One sentence and Shao Ping’s expression turned serious, "Where is it?"
"Let’s go, we’ll show you."
Shao Ping nodded, "Wait a mont."
He quickly arranged five or six officers, brought handcuffs, flashlights, and hopped on bikes to follow Xiao Chenye and Wen Ran.
Upon arrival, Wen Ran lowered her voice, "Over there, in the small courtyard."
"Alright, we’ll credit this to you first, and once we have ti, we’ll reward you."
Shao Ping also sensed sothing was off; these days, people are all about conserving resources.
Especially in the county, taking a sip of water or a bite of vegetable costs money.
Late at night, lights blazing in a small courtyard, if it’s not so shady business, then what?
This ti, it was a precise strike, they nabbed it.
As he was about to rush in, Wen Ran pulled him back, "Wait, rember, we’re anonymous here; if asked, we don’t know who reported it."
"Got it."
If they have the guts for illegal gatherings, they probably aren’t simple folks.
If they can’t protect themselves, it might sow trouble for their everyday life afterward.
Shao Ping led his team inside, but the expected gambling scene wasn’t there.
All they saw was a tall, strong man in the yard, busy hacking wood.
The man was indeed Brother Han.
The fierceness and aura he carried were gone, and seeing people break in, he was quite flustered, "What, what’s going on here?"
Shao Ping frowned, sensing sothing wasn’t right; he didn’t say anything, signaling his team to search the place.
Brother Han remained calm, not obstructing, but feigning innocence with his words, "Officer, what’s going on?
What cri have I committed? Surely you can’t just break into a private residence without explanation. If there’s no reasonable explanation, I’m not agreeing."
"Whether you agree isn’t up to you. Once we’re done searching, we’ll know."
Brother Han fell silent, calmly sitting aside, watching the officers find nothing.
"Boss, there’s nothing here."
"Boss, sa on my end."
One, two officers reported back with disappointing news, but Shao Ping was absolutely sure sothing was wrong; this person just made him uncomfortable all over.
"Did you search thoroughly?"
"Very thoroughly."
Shao Ping trusted Wen Ran, "Then search again."
Again, nothing found.
Waiting outside, Wen Ran was already nodding off, huddled in a corner with Xiao Chenye, about to sleep.
Shao Ping, seeing all this, felt sowhat uneasy inside.
"Ahem," he cleared his throat.
Wen Ran woke with a start, seeing Shao Ping, instinctively asked, "What’s the matter? Caught them yet?"
Shao Ping: "..."
Feeling quite awkward, "No, there’s nothing."
Wen Ran: "..."
She said nothing, but her expression spoke volus.
Uh, what can you say?
Forget it, no need to say."
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