Chapter 102
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Jingyao and two shop assistants arrived near Yancheng Road.
Before arriving here, they made a detour to the flower market and rented a small truck to buy a full truck of white and yellow chrysanthemums.
As expected, they are not the only ones who have seized such a good business opportunity.
When the pickup truck slowly stopped by the roadside, you could hear shouts coming from all directions as soon as you opened the window.
The selling price of a chrysanthemum ranges from three yuan to ten yuan, depending on the size of the flower and the packaging.
Looking at the other shops' booming business, the shop assistant pouted unwillingly in the car: "Sister Luo, are you sure we want to give it away for free? Even if we sell it at a lower price, it's okay? After all, the three of us have worked hard, and earning enough to buy hot pot is good, right?"
"The lady boss who supplied us gave me a discount, so it doesn't cost much actually. Let's just consider it as a token of our gratitude for this accident!" Luo Jingyao got out of the car and responded with a faint smile.
"Once all the flowers are delivered, you guys will definitely have your share of hot pot."
Upon hearing this, the shop assistant immediately smiled happily and threw herself into her work with great enthusiasm.
Luo Jingyao looked around and found that the cordon had shrunk a lot further inward than when the shop assistant came. It seemed that the hidden dangers at the explosion site had been preliminarily eliminated.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble and disputes, and not to delay other people's business, she told the boy to stay where he was and watch the small truck and the flowers, while she took the shop assistant and walked forward a few hundred meters with two buckets of chrysanthemums.
In the end, the two decided to squat in front of a small alley. If anyone passing by asked, they would give out two flowers.
But Luo Jingyao still underestimated the speed of public opinion spread. Gradually, more and more people came groping towards them, and even a long queue began to form in front of them.
In just a few minutes, the two large buckets of flowers were delivered, so we had to notify the guy to deliver two more buckets.
Unexpectedly, before a few flowers from the two newly delivered buckets were consumed, two special police officers in uniform emerged from behind the crowd.
"I'm so sorry, ladies. Although the cordon has been temporarily lifted, there are still certain hidden dangers near the explosion site. Therefore, we do not recommend engaging in commercial activities that attract crowds here." Although one of the special police officers spoke in a polite tone, his firm expression did not allow for refusal.
Seeing this, the people queuing behind quickly dispersed as no one wanted to get into trouble for ordering free stuff.
The shop assistant immediately pouted and said, "Officer, can you please be reasonable? We're giving away flowers for free, not doing any commercial activity!"
With a fake smile, Luo Jingyao pulled the younger sister who rushed forward to argue back behind her, and said apologetically: "We will pack up and leave now."
The two special police officers nodded, but showed no intention of moving. It was obvious that they planned to stay here and watch until they were sure that they had really left.
Luo Jingyao didn't waste any time. After packing up her things with the shop assistant, she carried two buckets and left the alley.
After taking a few steps, she saw that her younger sister was really struggling, so she thought about it and simply took the other two buckets. Then, without changing her expression, she walked quickly towards the direction of the pickup truck under the younger sister's admiring eyes.
"Coach Luo?"
However, not long after walking out of the alley, an uncertain call suddenly came from behind.
Hearing that familiar voice, Luo Jingyao took a deep breath and turned around with a forced smile: "Officer Pang."
A woman who looked even petite was carrying four large buckets full of water in the street. Even the knowledgeable Pang Guang was shocked by the scene, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"What a coincidence." The young man rolled his eyes and seemed to understand something when he saw the remaining chrysanthemums in the bucket.
He took two steps forward and lowered his voice to explain, "If there's an excessive gathering of people right now, there's indeed a significant risk. Captain Lin has already instructed Sister Pan and me to lead the team down to review the situation and disperse those who need to."
Mentioning Lin Jiafan brought back that pale, handsome face. So, after a knowing nod, she asked, "How's Captain Lin?"
Pang Guang was stunned by this question: "Which aspect do you mean?"
Then, as if he had thought of something, he opened his mouth and silently said "Oh", then raised his finger to his right cheek: "It's not good, it's very swollen. I used an ice pack all afternoon, but it didn't help."
"Or maybe it's you, Coach Luo. This world champion is different. Even the punches he throws are harder to recover from than others."
"It seems that Officer Pang has made progress. He just finished the physical education class this morning, and now he is full of energy." The smile on Luo Jingyao's face deepened a little, but it did not reach her eyes.
Pang Guang was immediately startled. He quickly put on an ingratiating smile and stepped forward to take one of the buckets. "This is all thanks to Coach Luo. Where did you park your car? I'll take you there!"
Perhaps he didn't expect that a bucket full of water would be so heavy. Even though the young man was holding it with both hands, his face turned red in an instant.
He stumbled and bumped into another person when he turned around, and the water in the bucket splashed onto the person's shoes.
The good news is that the shoes are the training Martin boots issued uniformly by their public security system.
Bad news, the person coming is Lin Jiafan.
Lin Jiafan glanced down at Pang Guang, who had been crushed into a shrimp by the bucket of water, and then walked straight to Luo Jingyao and took the bucket from her hand with his right hand very naturally.
Seeing that the left hand was about to reach out, Luo Jingyao took a big step back without leaving a trace and easily weighed the two remaining buckets of water in her hand.
The original two-person trip had inexplicably turned into a four-person trip. She couldn't figure out how things had developed to this point for a long time.
The four people, each with a different look and expression, walked towards the end of the street one after the other. When the pickup truck came into sight, Luo Jingyao said in a relaxed tone, "Your Special Case Investigation Team is truly a brick of socialism."
Move wherever needed.
"Because they need to mobilize special police, the bureau took into consideration that I have rich experience in this area." Lin Jiafan stopped in front of the pickup truck and responded without stopping his hands. He lifted the bucket onto the truck with a little effort.
When he turned around to take the flower bucket from Luo Jingyao's hand, she dodged it again naturally.
Luo Jingyao not only put the flower bucket in her hand back on the truck bed, but also turned around and took the bucket from Pang Guang's hand.
Looking at her busy figure, Lin Jiafan leaned against the pickup truck and squinted his eyes slowly: "Did Coach Luo know something?"
As he spoke, his vague gaze fell on Pang Guang, who looked guilty.
Swallowing awkwardly, Luo Jingyao finally made up her mind: "I'm so sorry, Officer Lin. I was too harsh this morning."
Looking at the top of the head in front of him, Lin Jiafan raised his eyebrows: "We agreed to a sparring match. Even if I lose, Coach Luo won't apologize, right? I don't think I can afford to lose that badly."
"Besides, this face of mine is considered to be safe from being hit. I wonder if Coach Luo is satisfied with this."
She moved her lips, perhaps feeling that now was not a good time to discuss such private matters. In the end, Luo Jingyao could only utter two dry words: "Satisfied."
In response to this, Lin Jiafan tilted her head slightly. For some reason, she saw a bit of... complacency on that face?
At this moment, Pang Guang, seizing the opportunity, stepped forward and changed the dangerous topic: "Captain Lin, what brought you here? How's the progress over there, Brother Guo?"
"Although the kitchen of Jiangcheng Spicy Stir-fry Restaurant has been checked, the explosion this morning affected the surrounding buildings. The fire department wants to check for gas in every house to avoid causing secondary harm to the public without any warning." Lin Jiafan roughly explained the current basic situation.
"Gas inspections also carry certain risks, so according to the fire department, the cordon area needs to be expanded."
"As for Brother Guo, all the injured have been sent to the hospital for treatment, and the bodies of the victims... should have been collected as well."
Speak of the devil and he will appear. Before Lin Jiafan could finish his words, Guo Zhen called.
Giving Pang Guang a wink, he pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear: "Brother Guo."
Guo Zhen's slightly anxious voice immediately came from the other side of the receiver: "Captain Lin, please come over here quickly! We have a small problem here."
"Small problem? How small?" Lin Jiafan frowned slightly, raised his chin slightly towards Luo Jingyao as a farewell, turned around and was about to walk back.
"Uh..." Guo Zhen hesitated, as if he hadn't figured out what to say yet.
"A few forensic doctors and I have retrieved all the tangible remains of the victims that could be found at the scene and pieced them together. The result is an extra hand."
Lin Jiafan stopped and stood there, pinching his eyebrows tiredly.
Um.
It's just a hand, it's really no big deal.
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