Even though He's father was on guard, He Wenlin was still uneasy because the scammer was right next to her.
He Wenlin suddenly thought of Ge Yuliang. A few days ago, He Wenlin saw him acting like a brother with a man in uniform.
He Wenlin had met Ge Yuliang twice, and she could sense that Ge Yuliang was a man of loyalty and righteousness. Most importantly, He Wenlin could feel that Ge Yuliang appreciated her.
He Wenlin called Ge Yuliang and ordered two hundred cases of orange juice as year-end employee benefits. The drinks she bought last time had already been mostly given away when she was promoting the second store and selling vouchers at the College of Arts and Sciences.
With so many workers in the food factory, and the Lunar New Year just over a month away, there's a lot of welfare to be distributed.
Then, He Wenlin said she was in some trouble and asked him if he knew anyone at the police station.
Ge Yuliang liked He Wenlin very much and genuinely wanted to befriend her. He immediately asked He Wenlin what was going on. However, because Ge Yuliang and Zhang Yanjun were very close, and Zhang Yanjun was related to Tang Wei, He Wenlin didn't want to alert him and didn't say anything.
Seeing that He Wenlin was unwilling to talk, Ge Yuliang did not force her and immediately arranged a dinner at the food stall.
It's not that Ge Yuliang is stingy, nor is it that He Wenlin is stingy; they're asking for favors by arranging a dinner party in a place like this.
Instead, they wear uniforms; they are from a disciplined force, and there are regulations governing their meals and so on.
Although the restaurant is called a food stall, it also has private rooms.
If He Wenlin wanted to discuss something, she would naturally do so in the private room.
"Old Liao, this is He Wenlin, the young genius who will become the richest man in China. Don't underestimate her because of her young age; her wealth is already no less than mine."
"Brother Ge, you flatter me too much," He Wenlin said with a smile. "My little workshop can't compare to your beverage company. Officer Liao, hello, I'm He Wenlin, nice to meet you."
He Wenlin handed over her business card with both hands.
Liao Jianhai took the phone and looked He Wenlin up and down. In fact, before he came out, Liao Jianhai had already heard a lot of praise for He Wenlin from Ge Yuliang.
Judging from He Wenlin's speech and actions, she doesn't seem like a minor at all, which makes Liao Jianhai quite curious.
Ge Yuliang was clever and tactful, and immediately said, "I'll go order the food."
Taking advantage of this break, He Wenlin told Liao Jianhai that her family might be targeted by a "pig butchering scam".
However, she was afraid of wrongly accusing an innocent person if she called the police, so she wanted to ask Liao Jianhai to help her investigate privately.
He Wenlin had actually considered hiring a private investigator, but private investigators were not easy to find and were not necessarily reliable.
"Why do you have such doubts?" Liao Jianhai asked.
"It's my intuition," He Wenlin said.
"intuition?"
"The first time he came to my house, he played games outside my family's fast food restaurant for an entire afternoon, saying he was waiting for someone, but he would call my dad over to play a few rounds every now and then."
They've rented a house near my family's fast food restaurant. The second floor has a card room, and the downstairs has a billiards room and an arcade. But they keep calling my dad to play cards. The owner's wife and the landlord have a history with my family, so I think they're suspects.
Especially today, under the guise of ordering food, they asked my dad to deliver the food, and then several of them kept trying to get my dad to play cards. My dad didn't want to come, but they coaxed and pleaded with him to sit down.
Moreover, the stakes are high; in the "skin-peeling" card game, they usually bet two yuan, and the wins or losses are at least two months' salary.
Upon hearing this, Liao Jianhai frowned slightly.
Gambling is illegal, and playing for such high stakes clearly means it's not just something you do among friends and family.
"Officer Liao, I know there are people in this world who specialize in setting up traps, luring people into gambling games, and then cheating them so that the victims lose everything. The more ruthless ones will even lend the victims money at exorbitant interest rates after they've lost, and encourage them to do the same. Do you think the group of people around my house are like that?"
After saying that, He Wenlin pushed over two packs of the cheapest cigarettes on the market and tapped them with her fingers: "I want to know the truth. If they really came for my house, I hope they can get in. If not, I hope their card room disappears right under my nose. I want to know the truth."
Liao Jianhai noticed the subtle movements of He Wenlin's fingers, and his gaze fell on the cigarette that was being pushed towards him. It was bulging and he knew that it was quite thick.
He then said, "I'll consider this a police report you filed. We'll investigate secretly."
"Thank you for your trouble, Captain Liao." He Wenlin proactively stuffed two packs of cheap cigarettes into his pocket.
A smart person's way of speaking is so convenient.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Ge Yuliang, having timed it perfectly, returned with the ordered dishes.
It's as if nothing happened.
During the meal, they chatted about all sorts of things. He Wenlin wasn't really only fourteen years old; she not only had life experience but also knew about some things that would happen decades from now, so she naturally got along well with them.
This made Liao Jianhai realize that He Wenlin was no ordinary person, and he began to admire her even more.
After finishing her meal, seeing that it was getting late, He Wenlin still wanted to check on the stall Zhou Libo had mentioned.
So she said she had an appointment and needed to leave early. When she left, she wanted to pay the bill, and Ge Yuliang agreed to everything.
“You came out to eat with me, and I’m asking you to pay the bill. How am I supposed to save face?” Ge Yuliang shooed He Wenlin out. “If you have something to do, go ahead and take care of it.”
"I'm so sorry, you introduced me to someone, and now I'm asking you to pay the bill..."
"We just need to eat, don't worry about it, go do your thing."
He Wenlin had no choice but to leave without paying the bill. She said goodbye to the two of them and left.
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