Chapter 32 A Woman with a Soft Rice and a Hard Sense of Power—Cao Dahua!
Chapter 32 A Woman with a Soft Rice and a Hard Sense of Power—Cao Dahua!
If he really is a tiger from the Major Crimes Unit, then things will get interesting.
Chen Fan himself was an undercover agent, and also Huang Bingyao's undercover agent; Uncle Da was also Huang Bingyao's undercover agent, and a loyal follower for at least ten years.
Planting an undercover agent next to an undercover agent without even telling him in advance.
It all depends on whether the other party is honest. If they are not honest, it means they don't trust you, and if they don't trust you, they're not one of us.
Since they weren't one of their own, Chen Fan didn't need to feel any remorse when he exploited them.
Run? That's impossible.
He comes and goes as he pleases, doesn't Chen Fan have any pride?
A few minutes later, Ahua led in a slightly overweight middle-aged man.
"Brother Fan, this is Cao Dahua."
"Brother Fan, I'm Cao Dahua, you can just call me Ada. I'm only in my early forties, which is the age for me to make a name for myself, so please don't think I'm old."
Cao Dahua's hands trembled incessantly, his face full of fawning.
Judging from the other person's appearance, Chen Fan could basically conclude that this guy was the original example of someone who was all talk and no action.
"Ahua, you can go ahead and get busy."
Ahua nodded, turned and left Chen Fan's new office.
As soon as the door was locked, Cao Dahua's trembling hands suddenly returned to normal, his expression turned serious, "Brother Fan, chicken... chicken and turtle bone soup."
"..."
Upon hearing the street code, Chen Fan was speechless.
If he had known this scoundrel knew the secret code, he shouldn't have told Ahua to avoid it; that way, they could have had some real fun.
"Officer Chan, chicken and turtle bone soup... Officer Chan... Officer Chan..."
Cao Dahua stepped forward and waved his hand in front of Chen Fan.
Chen Fan slapped his hand away and asked bluntly, "Did Inspector Wong send you?"
"Yes, the boss said it's safe here, so he specially transferred me here to retire. That's why I quit my job as a school janitor at Edinburgh High School and came to report to you."
"Retirement? Think of it this way: my instructions are to arrange for you to assist me in managing the business of the branch."
"The boss didn't tell me about this step."
Chen Fan handed the phone on the table to Cao Dahua. "The phone is here. Do you want me to contact Inspector Huang for you and get some information?"
"Um, maybe I remembered wrong, but the boss did ask me to assist you."
Cao Dahua would have to be out of his mind to call Huang Bingyao.
Having been an undercover agent for so many years, he has never taken the initiative to contact Wong Bing Yiu. Being as cowardly as he is, he has long since ingrained the idea of lying down into his bones. It is conceivable that he would pretend to have Parkinson's disease to slack off when he was working.
"Uncle Da, isn't there a gangster named Da Fei near Edinburgh College?"
Chen Fan has high opinions about He Min, a teacher in Edinburgh, who is a model of intellectual beauty.
Asking about He Min directly would be too abrupt; it's better to probe indirectly to determine the timeline.
His level of trust with Wong Bing Yiu is probably not high enough to be completely trustworthy; if the other party loses a gun, he might not necessarily come to him for help.
"Da Fei?" Cao Dahua said thoughtfully, "I don't remember anyone like him. In North Point, I only know that there is a Da Fei in Hung Hing who has been very popular lately, but you have overshadowed him, Brother Fan."
"The one I'm looking for is a scumbag. This bastard, like Big B, likes to recruit kids. Are you sure that's true?"
"Absolutely certain."
"Have you thought this through? This bastard has a sworn brother named Chicken something-or-other, who was sent to Stanley by one of your former comrades surnamed Wang. I heard he was sentenced to ten years."
Cao Dahua was surprised: "Is that so?"
"You can ask him yourself later. If that bastard shows up, he'll definitely come after your comrades. If you don't want another name on your family's ancestral tablet, you can pretend I didn't say anything."
Chen Fan could pretty much conclude that Zhou Xingxing hadn't come out as an undercover agent yet, and he wasn't sure whether He Min was a teacher at that school.
As long as Stephen Chow doesn't come out, he still has a chance.
We can't let that kid mess with them.
Cao Dahua realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly said, "Thank you for reminding me, Brother Fan. I'll ask someone about it later."
"Um, is there anything else you need, sir?"
"He told me to tell you to see a psychologist as soon as possible, and that on the day you get promoted, he'll arrange for someone to lock you up for 48 hours so you can experience what it's like in jail."
"..."
Chen Fan really wanted to punch Huang Bingyao away with a half-step Bengquan.
Damn it, do you really think he's crazy?
They even want to invite him to sit for 48 hours. If they don't want Luo Maosen's transaction time and place, they should just say so.
Hey!
Seeing the dark cloud over Chen Fan's face, Cao Dahua quickly spoke up to distance himself, saying, "Brother Fan, that's what the boss said, don't take it out on me."
"Don't worry, I'm pretty good at keeping my temper in check." Chen Fan suppressed his anger, suddenly smiled, and asked, "By the way, can you still handle Uncle Da's free service?"
"What kind of cannon?"
"Beginner's Guide"
Cao Dahua's eyes lit up. "Such a good thing?"
"A true boss is one who dares to use the gang's resources to benefit his own brothers. Uncle Da, your guns aren't rusty yet, are they?"
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a knowing smile appeared on his lips.
"With daily maintenance, how could it rust? It's just that the production date is a bit old, and its performance can't keep up with the newer, better guns, but it'll still be fine if you keep using it."
"That's good. Here's a box of insurance for you, and I'll also give you some aphrodisiac herbs to boost your energy. Have fun tonight, and you'll officially start work tomorrow."
Chen Fan reached under the desk to cover himself, then flipped his hand and took out a box of condoms and a green aphrodisiac herb from the storage space.
Looking at the finger-thick chives, Cao Dahua's eyes were full of doubt.
How nutritious can a single blade of grass be?
"It's good stuff, it can make you 'bang bang' sounds, it's even more powerful than magic oil."
"Really?"
Cao Dahua picked up the aphrodisiac herb with some skepticism, sniffed it, and took a small bite.
Wow, this is interesting!
"Brother Fan, I have a friend who's in poor health. Could you give me two more gifts?"
"That's all, I'll definitely do it next time."
Chen Fan's lips twitched. As expected of you, Uncle Da!
Want to eat and take something away? Are you kidding me?
He doesn't even have enough to eat for himself.
"Then I'd better eat less of it. This stuff is even more potent than miracle oil. I wonder what it's like to juice it..."
Chen Fan interrupted, "Uncle Da, if you want to juice it, why not chop up some deer antler or some kind of penis and mix it into filling? You can use it to make dumplings, steamed buns, anything! It'll be a great filling, and you'll be better off than sugarcane!"
"Right!"
Cao Dahua suddenly realized.
"Brother Fan, do you have any whip recommendations?"
"Civet cat stewed with soft-shelled turtle penis".
"???"
Cao Dahua looked completely bewildered.
Do soft-shelled turtles have whips?
What exactly is a civet cat?
Chen Fan didn't explain, but picked up the phone and called Ruby to take Uncle Da to choose a horse.
As evening approached, it was the time when the hostesses started their shifts, so Uncle Da could choose whichever he wanted.
"Brother Fan, is Cao Dahua really going to stay?"
When Ah-Hua learned that Tsao Ta-Hua had successfully acquired a new cannon, he immediately came to find out what was going on.
"Keep him. He's a seasoned veteran. He's been around for so many years and doesn't have a single scar on him." Chen Fan then added, "Have Fly spend a few days with him and see if he can learn some of the tricks of the trade."
"That's good. That Fly guy is too annoying. He should learn how to be more discreet."
"It's not about teaching him to be low-key, it's about teaching him how to run away after causing trouble so he can get away with less beatings."
"Oh, this..."
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