Chapter 93 Design
"No." Bai Yangfan shook his head decisively.
Lu Jingheng's gaze moved away from Bai Yangfan's face and fell on the silver hairpin again. He looked at it carefully, not missing a single detail.
But he couldn't see what was so special about this silver hairpin.
It's just an ordinary silver hairpin, solid in texture, and has a bit of weight when held in the hand, but I can't really tell what else it is.
Bai Yangfan: “…” Of course you can’t see anything, the good stuff on the hairpin has been taken away by me. Not to mention you, even if a mule came, I guess he wouldn’t be able to see anything.
"Lu Jingheng! I have a plan, do you want to listen to it?" Bai Yangfan knew that she and her brother had been targeted by the mule. She didn't care, but her brother couldn't afford to make any mistakes.
He is the only child of the Bai family. Mule's despicable tricks are endless, and it would be difficult for her to deal with them alone.
Lu Jingheng has to be dragged into this matter. Who told him that the person he was waiting for was a mule?
Letting the two of them fight it out, she and her brother had a moment of peace.
"Tell me." He looked up at the woman and handed the silver hairpin back to her. "What's the plan?"
"There should be something on this silver hairpin. Take it and find someone to make it as soon as possible." Bai Yangfan played with the silver hairpin in his hand, his eyes fixed on it. "Mule must be unwilling to give up if he didn't steal anything tonight. I guess he will come again. When he does, I will put this thing somewhere that is easier to find.
I'll deliberately ask him to take it away, and then you and your people just need to keep an eye on him, and you'll probably find what you're looking for. Of course, this is just my plan, and I don't know if Mule is actually looking for this silver hairpin.
But I'm sure no valuable gold or silver items were placed in my grandmother's coffin. This silver hairpin is the only thing in the house. If he takes it, then everything you want to know will soon come to light."
After listening to Bai Yangfan's words, Lu Jingheng thought it was a good idea.
He nodded in agreement. Whether it worked or not, he had to give it a try. He had waited in Liujia Village for too long. If they could really find what they were looking for and prevent the loss of precious cultural relics, it would be a good thing for both the country and the people.
"Okay! I'll go to the county tomorrow to find someone to repair it. As soon as that person comes, I'll give him the thing and see what his next plan is."
Bai Yangfan handed the silver hairpin to Lu Jingheng: "Take this! Make it as soon as possible and bring it back, and then we will implement it according to the plan. It's getting late, go back to sleep quickly, the mule should not come."
Taking the hairpin, Lu Jingheng gave Bai Yangfan a standard military salute: "Thank you! Comrade Bai Yangfan!"
Then the man turned and walked out. Bai Yangfan was stunned as if someone had pressed his acupoints.
What's this bastard up to? Why does he keep saluting people? He still looks pretty good that way, though.
There is a sense of military might and bravery.
She couldn't help but think of the Chinese soldier she had saved in the jungle in her previous life.
The tattered clothes, the blue mole under the right arm, and the standard military salute all carried an air of sacredness that could not be ignored.
At that time, she was wondering why she was not so lucky to serve a country and give an admirable military salute.
Perhaps to ordinary people, a military salute seems quite common. But in the eyes of these low-class people, the military salute is not something that can be done casually.
People are not loyal to a certain organization or a certain person, but to a country.
And what about them? In the eyes of the organization's leaders, they are nothing more than weapons to kill and means to make money.
Apart from this, there is nothing else.
Unlike them, even if they lose their lives for any reason, the state can still step in to seek justice for them.
What about them? They are dead, and no one will remember them.
There is not even a name, only a code name, and this code name will be replaced by someone else, who will remember it?
In her previous life, her code name was Eighteen. What happened after she died? Who was given the code name Eighteen?
A dog man is different, he has a name and his own military rank, even if he unfortunately encounters an accident, there will be people who will remember him, such as his comrades, his leaders, and his subordinates.
Unlike her, who was shot twelve times, there probably wasn't even anyone to collect the body.
That's the difference.
An insurmountable difference.
After blowing out the lights, Bai Yangfan slowly lay back on the bed, thinking about this question in his mind.
Knowing that it would not be easy to live her life again, she really did not want to live a life of fighting and killing in this life, but if there was something that really needed her to step in and solve, she could also help solve one or two.
Forget about anything else, she just wants to be a doctor who saves lives and treats patients well.
Lu Jingheng's efficiency was exceptional; within two days, the silver hairpin had been repaired. A piece of green jade was inlaid on the base, and the broken half was reattached, giving it an aged look.
If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all, and you might think that this thing has always been like this.
The mule hadn't come to harass them in the past two days, and there were no signs of Grandma's grave being disturbed. Calculating the time, he was almost here. Bai Yangfan placed the silver hairpin in the corner of the wardrobe, wrapped in a tattered handkerchief.
Sure enough, he came the next night. This time he didn't use any knockout drugs. He just came in and arrested Bai Yangfan and forced her to tell him the whereabouts of her things.
Of course, the mule was masked, but Bai Yangfan knew it was him and did not expose him. He pretended to be scared and trembled as if he was about to faint.
I covered my mouth tightly, afraid that I would scream out.
"Little girl! Don't be afraid. Tell me, is your grandmother called Bai Feng?"
Bai Yangfan laughed in his heart: "..." Oh! So you haven't shown up these days because you still haven't figured out my grandma's name?
"Yes, my grandmother's name is Bai Feng." Bai Yangfan answered tremblingly, obviously frightened.
Mule was afraid that he wouldn't be able to find what he was looking for, so he slowed down his tone and said, "Did your grandmother tell you about the silver hairpin before she died?"
"No." Bai Yangfan shook his head. Seeing Mule frown, he added, "But my grandmother did leave me a silver hairpin. She told me it was very important."
Hearing this, the mule's face lit up with joy: "Then can you let me see that silver hairpin?"
"As long as you don't hit me, it's fine even if I give it to you, let alone look at it." Bai Yangfan was still trembling with fear.
"I won't hit you. Tell me, where is the silver hairpin?"
"It's in the cupboard, wrapped in a handkerchief. A little to the left, under the torn cotton-padded jacket. You'll see it when you take it out."
The mule took it out and saw that it was indeed a silver hairpin, and smiled with satisfaction.
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