Yuan Chen was sitting in the teahouse at the moment, looking at Ma Jingtian opposite, feeling particularly cordial.
Since going to country M, he has not seen his master for ten years.
"You brat, you didn't tell me even a word when you returned to China. If I hadn't seen the news, I wouldn't have known that you, the great detective, had come back."
He took a puff of cigarette and rolled his eyes at Yuan Chen.
Although they are called master and apprentice, Ma Jingtian never puts on airs. The relationship between the two is more like a close friend. Privately, Yuan Chen prefers to call him old man.
After his birthday this year, the old man will be 72. He is quite old when you think about it, but he does not show any signs of old age or frailty. The old man has a very strong body, stronger than many young men.
"Hey, I have been busy recently. I received a murder case just after I came back. I have been investigating it and it was only solved two days ago. Originally, I should have come to visit you a long time ago."
Yuan Chen filled two cups of tea and pushed one of them in front of Ma Jingtian.
"Master, I'm going to give you tea instead of wine today to make amends. I hope you have plenty, so don't mind."
After saying that, he raised his tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, almost drinking all the tea leaves.
"If you're thirsty, just say so. No excuses."
Yuan Chen smiled slightly, time had passed, and the master's temper was still like that of a child.
"Hey, tell me, why do you suddenly think of returning to China?"
Yuan Chen told Ma Jingtian about receiving the call from Old K, but did not reveal the identity of Old K.
"Is there such a thing?"
Ma Jingtian frowned, "This man used a voice changer when he talked to you. He obviously didn't want you to recognize his voice. Tell me, could he be someone you know?"
Yuan Chen smiled bitterly. Of course he had made this assumption before, but most of the people he knew in country M were foreigners, and he really didn't remember such a strange person.
Ma Jingtian tapped his fingers on the table and muttered something.
"Have you found out the origin of 'it'?"
Yuan Chen shook his head. He was too embarrassed to speak. In the past ten years, he had learned almost nothing. It was only a few nights ago that he got a little bit of news through Old K.
He held his chin with his left hand and kept thinking in his mind whether he should tell Ma Jingtian about Lao K and the note.
After the two reached an agreement that night, Lao K specifically told not to tell anyone the news about their alliance and his identity, otherwise the cooperation between the two would be terminated.
This is actually understandable. Old K is basically in exile now. If his identity is leaked, he may be in a very dangerous situation.
But Ma Jingtian is his mentor and a highly respected senior. He has great influence in both black and white circles. If he is allowed to come forward, he may be of great help in investigating "it".
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone screen suddenly lit up.
Yuan Chen glanced at it and saw it was a WeChat message from Hao Weida.
"There is a new case, come quickly, please reply when you see it."
Then a positioning message was sent.
Ma Jingtian seemed to have noticed the strange look on Yuan Chen's expression, and asked hurriedly:
"What's wrong? Are you going to work again?"
Yuan Chen nodded helplessly.
"It seems that there is a new case. I have to go there immediately. I'm sorry, Master, I haven't even had a few words with you yet..."
"Stop being so polite to me and hurry up. Work is important. Don't worry. I will send someone to investigate your mother's matter."
When Yuan Chen heard this, he was naturally overjoyed. It would be great if Master could help him.
After thanking him repeatedly, Yuan Chen left the teahouse.
After all, he still didn't mention the matter of old K.