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Chapter 102 The Third World (Analysis)

 Mai Fan read the article in the newspaper several times before folding it and tucking it under his arm, and waved to hail a rickshaw.

Sitting in the car, Mai Fan swayed and began to think about the details in the report.

By interpreting the details, he made a reassuring judgment.

No one linked this assassination to an unrelated school.

Also, the report also pointed out that this assassination was jointly participated by two different organizations.

Mai Fan wanted to analyze the clues in more detail, but the driver stopped the car and said to Mai Fan: "Little sir, you have arrived at the first place you want to go, but the study is not open.

"

Mai Fan looked at the door of Chaosi Library from inside the rickshaw. Usually at this time, the fragrance of croissants would have started to smell at the door of the study.

But now, the doors here are locked and the iron windows are closed.

The boss who always wears a long gown and gold-rimmed glasses and is busy in front of the bookshelf did not appear in the study today...

Probably to avoid the limelight.

Mai Fan's tone was filled with regret: "Forget it then, let's take the car to school."

The driver responded with a yes, the bell on the armrest jingled, and Mai Fan's car was like a gust of wind, heading in a distant direction.

The driver's journey was good, and when the car stopped at the gate of the campus, Mai Fan unexpectedly arrived early.

He grabbed a bag of rice cakes from the Chinese pastry shop outside the campus, and picked up a bottle of Coca-Cola from the foreign goods shop nearby. He strolled to the chapel behind the campus and sat down to eat and drink.

Until the school bell rang three times in the playground, the male and female protagonists he wanted to meet by chance and the main backbones of the Fenqing Club...none of them appeared here.

Mai Fan knew that what he said to Wang Wei last night had been fulfilled by the other party.

This male classmate must have contacted the person who should be contacted overnight and blocked the person who should be contacted.

At this time, Mai Fan had no worries.

He should no longer be in danger because of his entanglements with the heroes and heroines of this world.

Thinking of this, Mai Fan felt relieved. He patted the snack residue on his body and hurried towards the classroom.

When passing by the classroom window, he deliberately stood for a while by the window where the male and female protagonists were.

He made a shooting gesture towards the male and female protagonist who was looking at him.

The two people opposite the window lowered their heads as if they were avoiding some plague.

Mai Fan smiled proudly.

"Mai Fan!"

At the other end of the corridor, Wang Wei waved to him.

He retracted his smile and walked towards each other. The two of them walked to the corner downstairs. Mai Fan asked strangely: "What's the matter? Didn't we agree not to see each other again?"

Wang Wei was angry at him for pretending to be stupid. He stretched out his hand towards Mai Fan: "Did you forget something? Give me back the gun."

Mai Fan put on a serious expression: "Thrown it into the Huangpu River."

"In the situation yesterday, if I really brought you into the club, do you think I can still stand here and talk to you?"

"I thought about it before entering the scene. Throwing the gun into the Huangpu River and getting it over with is the best solution."

"I know what you are going to say next."

Having said this, Mai Fan took out an embroidered purse from his arms, took out a piece of cash with gold foil and handed it to Wang Wei: "No, this is my daily pocket money. This money

It’s enough for you to buy another gun on the black market.”

"Just think of me as accompanying you, and you're welcome to take it!"

After saying that, Mai Fan stuffed the gray-yellow note into Wang Wei's hand.

Wang Wei unfolded it and saw that the note read: Ocean One Hundred Yuan.

This money can indeed buy a gun.

But…….

Wang Wei hasn't spoken yet, but Mai Fan is even more anxious than him.

"Hey, hey, I'm already late for class, I'll give you the money, let's settle it!" After saying that, Mai Fan bent down, walked out, climbed up the stairs, and ran away without looking back.

Wang Wei was so choked that he couldn't say the second half of his sentence: One hundred dollars is not enough to buy a pistol!

At the current price on the market, one hundred yuan can only buy a rifle. The starting price of the pistol he got for Mai Fan is only 200 yuan.

But judging from the speed at which the other party ran away, I guess I couldn't give him the balance.

Forget it, just think of it as the last cut with his classmate.



In fact, Wang Wei didn't know at all that Mai Fan's wallet contained more than just that little change.

He brought many such cashier's checks today, but they were not prepared for Wang Wei.

What did Mai Fan do with the money?

When the recess bell rang, he packed up his schoolbag and rushed out of the campus, heading straight for Lao Fengxiang in the commercial street.

Mai Fan selected in the store for a long time and wrapped a large gift box inside, then turned the car and headed towards Qing Qianzhai again.

The street where Qing Qianzhai is located is full of small buildings that deal with this business.

Midday is also the time when the streets are most deserted.

Mai Fan's car stopped in front of Qing Qianzhai's door. The doorkeeper yawned and opened the door for the young guest.

Mai Fan didn't let anyone guide him. He opened the door of Hua Yingying's room by himself and was welcomed in by the little girl with a surprised look on her face.

"Master Mai, why are you here now?"

Mai Fan placed the gift box and wallet on the table and waved to Hua Yingying.

"I will fulfill my promise."

"No, these are all yours. See if you like them. After reading them, call your mother Feng over. I have a few words to give her."

Hua Yingying was a little confused, so she first pinched the wallet that Mai Fan pushed toward her.

As soon as she opened her purse, layers of banknotes popped out of her pocket.

"Brother Xiaofan, what is this?"

Mai Fan didn't say anything. He pushed the square brocade box again and said to Hua Yingying, "Open this again and take a look. This is what you like more."

Hua Yingying paused for a moment, then changed her hand and picked up the box again.

"Pop!" She opened the lid of the red brocade box...

The golden light in the box almost blinded her eyes.

"Wow! The crested hairpin."

Embedded in the box was a hairpin that was as heavy as four taels, and in front of the phoenix's mouth was a gem the size of a fingernail.

At first glance, it seems that it cost a lot of money.

Mai Fan said: "I passed by Lao Fengxiang and saw that you liked it, so I bought it casually."

"As for the money in my wallet, it was my promise that night.

And the hairpin in this box is my joy for you."

"I'm leaving. Before I leave, I don't want to be called ruthless and unjust by you."

"Yingying, you always call me Brother Xiaofan, then you should listen to Brother Xiaofan's advice. If you have a place you can go, then find a way to redeem yourself."

"The money in my bag can cover your flower house for a whole year and make you rich."


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