After his conversation with Zhou Dong, Bai Lang became more vigilant. He ordered the waist knives below to list all the faces that came in and out of the money shop. If you don’t know their origins, they will all be included in the category of “people from jade”.
Although this is general, it is a last resort.
At this point, the news in Qianfang is not as good as the street wanderers on the street. Bailang had no choice but to ask Zhou Dong for help, and sent two familiar veterans to come and stand at the entrance of the Qianfang, helping the waiters in the Qianfang to identify people.
But even a veteran with familiar faces can't distinguish them all. The remaining ones are about 30 to 40%, which should be the identity of one of the two choices between "a fresh face from jade" and a "real thief".
This kind of thing was easy to deal with in the past. Just follow the other party and wait until the right time to take action and force him to question. Simple and effective.
But the current situation where everything is turbulent and turbulent does not support the knife studio to be so careless.
At noon that day, Bai Lang walked outside the East Market alone. The situation here is the same as Qianfang. It has been very uneven recently and it feels like a storm is coming. Their pressure can be felt from the knotted brows on the faces of those who pass by the roadside from time to time.
Although in terms of pure profit, the East Market is not as good as Qianfang, but its influence in Yongchuan City is far greater than Qianfang. So this is also a place of focus.
"Bai Zhentang, are you here to see Mr. Zhang?"
Bai Lang has worked here in the East Market for two years, and many people still know him. So as soon as he came over, he was greeted by a knife on his waist.
"No, I'm looking for Han Niu. Does this brother know where he is now?"
"I know, how about I go help the town hall to call him over?"
"Okay, then I'll bother this brother. I'm just going to see Master Zhang. Just call Han Niu over to Master Zhang. I'll wait for him over there."
Not long after Bai Lang chatted at Zhang Xun's tea house, he saw Han Niu running over breathing heavily.
After saying goodbye to Zhang Xun, Bai Lang took Han Niu outside the East Market and found a tea stall with few people to sit down at. Bailang got straight to the point and revealed the purpose of his visit this time.
"Do you still have contact with those people in prison?"
Han Niu nodded and said: "If we go back to the town hall, we will have contact. But not much. They all use me to take some small things from the East Market and sell them. Just to make a living. The one-eyed brother knows this. ."
"Okay, you don't need to explain this to me. I've also worked in a knife studio, and I know all the rules. Where are the thieves in the prison before? Can you contact them?"
"Yes! Those thieves also want to sell their stolen goods, and they are also related to the sneaky thieves in the city. Although I don't know how to find them, there are people who can. Zhentang, if you have anything to do, just tell me, I will never You are disappointed!"
"Contact me the thieves in the previous prison, including the thieves, and ask me to treat them to a drink. Just tomorrow. Can you do it?"
"able!"
"Very good. If you handle this matter well, if you want to come to Qianfang in the future, I will help you negotiate with Brother Duyan and Master Zhang."
"Thank you Bai Zhentang! I will definitely take care of things!"
Hanniu is just an inconspicuous street wanderer in the East Market. The opportunity to go to a place like Qianfang with plenty of money and water is like pie in the sky. How can he refuse? Even Han Niu who flatters himself in prison actually has this fantasy. But he didn't expect that he would actually bump into him after such a long time.
So Han Niu immediately returned to Dongshi and was told a lie by his superior, Yao Dao Zi. The other party also knew that he wanted to help with Bai Lang's matter, so it was not easy to stop him. There was a delay, there was nothing going on in Dongshi this afternoon, it would be the same with or without him.
After a lot of busy work, Hanniu put Bailang's arrangements into effect before evening.
At noon the next day, Bai Lang met the person he wanted Han Niu to find in the side room of a small restaurant. Five in total. Three thieves, one thief, and one smuggler.
When these people get together, they feel a sense of shamelessness and insignificance. All of them had their necks hunched, their waists bent, and their eyes were constantly looking around. When Bailang came over, his calves were trembling even more, and he didn't dare to sit down on his buttocks. He only sat down a third of the way, and lowered his head. It was obvious that he was very uneasy.
"Don't be nervous, everyone. Let's have a drink today to reminisce about old times. Secondly, I hope you can help me if I have something to do."
Everyone at the table was naturally in agreement. But it’s hard to say what I was thinking. They didn't come here just to make friends with Bailang. Now it's no different than in prison, many things have changed. Bailang was so popular outside, and the people at the table felt that they were down to more than one level. They were not qualified to make friends with Bailang, and they were even more worried about getting into trouble.
So the reason why I came here today was more because of Bailang's evil reputation. If I didn't come here, if I was resented, how could I still hang out on the streets of Yongchuan City? You can't go to Xicheng, right? The business over there has long been suppressed, does he have to find a way out again?
In order to make a living, I came here with all my heart.
Seeing how cautious and perfunctory these people were, Bai Lang didn't feel dissatisfied. He never thought about how honest he expected these guys with an average of 800 per capita to be from the beginning.
"You should also have heard about the situation in Dongcheng. The water is too muddy now, and many people who sneak in through the chaos have malicious intentions. So I want to use your skills to do me a favor and remove those people on the street. Please tell me the information you have in contact with me. I will pay you back according to the information you give me.
I wonder what you guys think? "
"Bai Zhentang, can you take this seriously?"
"Of course, seriously, this matter is related to the big killing event that will come out later. If it were not an emergency, you would not be found. You can make a lot of money from this deal. After all, the risk is very small for you. Right?"
When they heard that the risks were low and there was profit, these guys here became excited. For the sake of wealth, he can be more courageous when facing Bailang's evil reputation. So the banquet afterwards went smoothly. After a good meal and a drink, the party dispersed. But that night, Bailang received the first piece of news from these people. Because Bailang requires timeliness, the faster the information is, the more valuable it is, and there will be no money for those who repeat it later. So several people moved very quickly.
These people even got together and provided information to Bai Lang, and then shared it among themselves in private. This avoids the trouble of repeatedly reporting information and can make more money.
Bailang's move was very generous, of course because the news was worth the money. But there was also something that surprised Bai Lang.
"So many thieves actually came in?! What do they want to do?" Bai Lang originally thought that there were not many thieves, but more people from Yuzhong pretending to be thieves. After all, Zhou Dong also warned him this way. But in fact, the number of thieves who sneaked into the city during this period was much more than Bailang thought. Even several times!
"Bai Zhentang doesn't know something. Most of these bandits are men from the surrounding green forests. They are not gangsters on the run. They don't come to the city to fight against the swordsmanship. More, they want to take advantage of the upcoming situation in Dongcheng. The coming chaos found an opportunity for himself, bypassed the knife shop's interrogation, and went to the black market to sell the stolen goods in his hands."
"Black market?" When Bai Lang heard this, he didn't expect that there would be such a thing.
(End of chapter)
