Zhou Zhengren, the captain in charge of public security in Nancheng, calmly glanced at the banknotes placed on the table by Mr. Yu Qian, the accountant.
"Mr. Yu, what does this mean?!"
Yu Qian smiled and pushed the red envelope containing the banknotes towards him, "It's almost the Chinese New Year. This is for my Lord Mo to buy new clothes for you. Lord Mo is busy these days, so he sent a servant here to wait for some time."
One day he will come to visit you in person!"
Master Mo?!
Zhou Zhengren was stunned.
The Fat Pig has always been the boss in the Ax Gang, who is this Master Mo?!
Just at this moment, there was a rapid sound of footsteps outside, and a person stopped outside the door.
"Sir, I have something urgent to see you!"
Recognizing that it was a document from his own staff, Zhou Zhengren stood up, signaled to Yu Qian to wait a moment, and he walked out the door.
Outside the door, Zhou Zhengren's clerk saw him coming out and hurriedly pulled him aside and lowered his voice.
"Sir, something big happened last night. At this moment, Tianshui Street has changed hands. I heard that three brothers, Fat Pig and Bald Man, are dead!"
Zhou Zhengren was shocked, "What's the situation now?!"
"Let me tell you, Sir, Tianshui Street is still the same as usual now. The street is as clean as a dog licking it, and there is no blood at all!" the clerk said.
In the dead of winter, Zhou Zhengren suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Tianshui Street changed owners overnight and all three Ax Gang leaders were killed. Not only was there no news about it before, but there was no trace left at all. When had such a ruthless character appeared in Nancheng?!
Waving his hand to signal the clerk to leave, Zhou Zhengren sat back on the chair in the side hall and looked at the banknotes on the table with a little more awe in his eyes.
There are two school captains in the central and southern cities of the capital. If they were in other places, they would still be considered officials.
But in the imperial capital, at the emperor's feet, any bun thrown casually could hit a third-grade official, and his little captain would be even worse than that.
How can a young man have such great abilities?
Zhou Zhengren doesn’t believe it!
He naturally thought that this Lord Mo must be the subordinate of some great nobleman, and maybe he was related to someone in the palace. He might have great hands and eyes.
Although the banknote is good, it will be a bit hot to touch if it is stained with blood, but the other party sent someone to deliver it. If you don't accept it, wouldn't you be disrespecting the person?
The Nancheng captain thought for a long time and then spoke again, "Excuse me, sir. I'd like to go there personally. After Mo Ye expressed his thoughts, I accepted it. I also asked Sir to tell Mo Ye that he's a good person."
Your Majesty is busy with affairs, so I don’t dare to do him any favors, so I’ll go back and visit Tianshui Street in person!”
These words were extremely polite. Not only that, the school captain also personally sent Yu Qian who had sent the money out of the house.
This was the first time Yu Qian had received this kind of treatment in his long life.
After saying goodbye to the captain, Yu Qian returned to the Meixiang Theater. Not far away, a man wrapped in a black silk quilt also shrunk his stomach, pulled down his felt hat and quickly walked into an alley nearby.
A moment later, this man appeared in Li Jinhu's hall on Niujiao Street.
Of course, Li Jinhu already knew what happened last night, so he sent someone outside the school captain's residence early in the morning to inquire about the situation.
"Did you see clearly that it was delivered by Mr. Zhou himself?!"
"You can see clearly, it's Mr. Zhou!"
After hearing this, Li Jinhu felt more and more uneasy.
Who is this young man surnamed Mo who appears out of thin air? He even wants to show courtesy to the captain of Nancheng School?!