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Chapter 119: One Hundred Thousand Fires

Du He was startled, and flew out with his hand and a card.

The visitor said "huh", turned his head, avoided the playing cards that Du He had subconsciously refused to hold back, and a familiar face also appeared from the dark corner.

"You... are Brother Luo's colleague?"

Du He looked at Lin Tingzhi who had changed into casual clothes and asked hesitantly.

Lin Tingzhi wiped the cold sweat left by his temple, avoided the playing cards on the wall in a daze, and reached out to Du He, "Lin Yan, the name is Tingzhi, I am Luo Haosheng's deputy."

Du He slowly shook hands with Lin Tingzhi, then crossed Lin Tingzhi, took back his playing cards, and said lightly: "Brother Luo just finished talking with me, and the deputy wants to talk again? How big has I done? You and the two of you value it so much."

Lin Tingzhi smiled, his slightly sinister face softened, and shook his head mysteriously, and whispered: "I'm here to find you, the purpose is different from Luo Haosheng. Du He, I can confirm that you did that thing."

Seeing Du He not answering, Lin Tingzhi added, "Or it has nothing to do with you."

Du He rolled his eyes, turned his head and left.

Lin Tingyi grabbed Du He's arm and said in a deep voice: "Little brother, have you been to the court in the past few days? Do you miss the sisters inside?"

He talked about the jokes that the second-mums often said, but Lin Tingzhi's tone had nothing to do with the jokes.

Du He stopped.

After a while, Du He turned around and smiled brightly, "Then let's talk."

Lin Tingzhi nodded with satisfaction.

Funnyly, Du He was once again taken back to the teahouse by Lin Tingzhi. The boss looked at Du He who returned, and seemed to have seen something strange.

Du He cleared his throat, and before he could think of an explanation to relieve himself of the madman's suspicion, Lin Tingzhi took him through the lobby and headed all the way to the kitchen.

The Su-style teahouse has a kitchen, making some authentic old-fashioned dishes. When Du He passed by, the guy just took a bowl of dried silk, and Lin Tingzhi snatched the thing over and ordered: "Give me another saffron pigeon, a three-die bun, and a bowl of five blessing noodles. What do you want?"

Du He asked for an Ao stove. Lin Tingyi nodded and kicked the guy. The guy sang a promise, and slipped back to the stove with oil on the soles of his feet.

"Your home is open?"

Du He asked casually.

Lin Tingzhi sneered, "I am an orphan. If I had such a big shop at home, why would I be given to Hanazi for free by the neighbors?"

Du He looked a little surprised.

Lin Tingzhi asked and answered, "I didn't realize that my tycoon has a very miserable life experience? Come on, although I don't have a father, I have a backstage. Although my legs are not as thick as yours, it's enough. Isn't drinking sugar porridge? Their sugar porridge is good."

Du Heyi grinned and waved his hand quickly, "I can't drink that."

Lin Tingzhi shrugged and walked around the kitchen with Du He. Behind the kitchen, there was a pavilion that poked into the Sanjin yard, which was not conspicuous at all, but the doors and windows were all right next to the kitchen, which looked like a carriage.

There are tables and chairs prepared early inside, and there is hot water on the tea stove next to it that is steaming.

Lin Tingzhi rubbed his hands, poured a bowl of hot water for the two of them, and then flipped a can of tea for Du He and pushed it over.

"I can't get used to drinking tea. Please give it up. Throw some tea leaves in the tea yourself and soak it in the same way."

Du He sat down without adapting and took the initiative to speak to stop Lin Tingzhi from being busy. "Inspector Lin, there is no need to be such a trouble. You and I met by chance..."

"When we meet by chance, no one dares to point a gun at me," Lin Tingzhi sneered, "My godfather heard that I was pointed at by a young man with a gun and joked about me for two months. After that, you are unfamiliar with me, and I am not unfamiliar with you."

Lin Tingzhi pointed his index finger at his eyes, then at Du He, and sneered: "I'm tired and bleeding to accompany you. Two pairs of shoes are broken."

Du He stopped talking and planned to respond to changes in the same way, but he wanted to knock his head in his heart. If he had known that he would be targeted by such a revenge, he would rather suffer a loss than offend such a real villain.

Seeing that Du He didn't say anything, Lin Tingzhi thought Du He didn't believe it, so he talked about Du He's whereabouts during this period. At the end, he added a cold sentence: "I almost lost you in the past ten days. Du He, you are very capable."

Du He suddenly looked up, frowned and looked straight at Lin Tingzhi, and admitted Lin Tingzhi's testimony bluntly: "Since Inspector Lin has followed my whereabouts, you can ask the police station to arrest me."

Lin Tingzhi was playing with the hot empty tea bowl, and after a while he answered the question, "Du He, do you know whose person I am?"

Du He was stunned.

"Do you think I won't catch you because of Luo Haosheng's face?"

"Who did you think you informed the brothels to investigate people when you were in the Changsan Hall?"

"Who do you think the teahouse, the hall you live in, and the hotel you live in, are the people behind?"

"Du He, you hid it very well, but it's a pity that Sun Wuzhizi can't run out of Wuzhishan even if he can run away."

Lin Tingzhi was like a hunter closing the net, pressing forward step by step.

Du He pursed his lips tightly, keenly discovered the flaws in Lin Tingzhi's words, and said in a deep voice: "I have chosen big places. Regardless of the teahouse, Changsantang and Huamao Hotel will not pay attention to a small person like me. What's more, Huamao is not a Chinese behind, and I don't believe that the master behind you will be a foreigner."

Lin Tingzhi asked with interest: "Why don't you believe it? I can't be a mixed man who sells the country and seeks glory? I remember, you said that people like me are human borers and social scum."

Du He shook his head, his slightly tender face was solemn, and he said firmly: "You are not, nor are the people behind you, otherwise we would not meet in the teahouse, nor would you order me a bowl of Aoqiu noodles. You will arrest me secretly and question me day and night until you ask about the whereabouts of gold, and then embezzle or seek credit. In short, you will exchange me for success without blinking."

"Aren't you afraid that the tea I gave you will be poisonous?" Lin Tingzhi asked relentlessly, insisting on asking until Du He was afraid.

Lin Tingzhi doesn't like people who are not afraid. He feels that ignorant people are fearless, and fearless people can do anything. If such people are well controlled, they may be a sharp sword. Once they lose control, they will cause a great disaster and cause this crumbling world.

Even if Du He is behind Mr. Wang, who likes to use an axe, Lin Tingzhi wants to confirm it again to be relieved.

Fortunately, at that moment, Lin Tingzhi caught a trace of unexpected surprise in Du He's eyes. Although Du He was hiding his emotions in a flash, Lin Tingzhi still breathed a sigh of relief. Du He is an emotional person, and living people are always much easier to deal with than cold machines.

"I'm lying to you." Lin Tingzhi said with a smile. Before Du He's angry eyes widened, Lin Tingzhi hurriedly added: "But I'm looking for you, there's really something urgent to ask you for help. The previous temptation was not my intention, but the old man's instructions."
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