Chapter 106

Chen Fan looked at Qin Ming; Qin Ming said he didn't know either.

Chen Fan looked at Zhang Tianxiong, who had followed him into the room.

"I don't know either. If I knew, I'd have sent people over to wipe them out in a minute—would I give them time to act all high and mighty?"

After Old Liu finished handling the scene, he took the evidence he'd brought for the few people and began processing it.

"Cheng Ruofei, lifting fingerprints here shouldn't be so by-the-book. In reality, you don't have that many materials to work with. You need to use your brain—how to use cheap materials to achieve your goal."

Cheng Ruofei said, "Got it. Is it chemistry?"

"Yes, chemistry."

Then Old Liu picked up Xiang Qinqin's report and said, "You do learn things pretty slowly, but slow is fine—your patience is enough. Knowledge can be built up gradually after the fact. The blood analysis here is wrong; it needs to be corrected."

Xiang Qinqin nodded. This time she only got two points.

Chen Ti and Xu Xintong both got high scores this time. During the body comparison, Xu Xintong's side discovered that the leg bone had a slight fracture.

The preliminary inference was that a foot injury had occurred.

This was a very important lead, so Old Liu gave high marks directly.

As for Qu Yiling, she also got high marks directly, because both the blood comparison and the fingerprint extraction were done perfectly.

The audience finally felt things were balanced.

"Honestly, we gave Xiang Qinqin too many conveniences early on, but actual operation really needs someone who can be backed up by knowledge."

"Exactly. A top student is a top student after all—their learning ability is really fierce. It's only been how long, and they're already getting the hang of it."

"That's a bit scary. These people are improving really fast. Qinqin, you need to step it up—you've been coasting on your old capital way too much."

At this moment, on the director's side, the operations person said, "What did I say? We shouldn't have written a script."

The director looked at his own script and said, "When I first chose her, I actually didn't have much good in mind. I wanted to use this girl to stir up academic controversy, then give her conveniences, let this Miss pull off some kind of comeback, but looking at it now, something like that—no one would watch it, they'd curse me to death."

"That's just how it is. A top student can become a top student because of learning ability. Just because someone is good at studying doesn't mean they're not good at doing things. In reality, people who say studying is useless are just pseudo-top-students."

A pseudo-top-student only knows how to take exams; a real top-student knows how to learn.

After all the busy work was done, on a rainy evening, Chen Fan ate something at the cafeteria and said a few things to Zhang Tianxiong.

Zhang Tianxiong was very surprised and looked at Chen Fan.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious. But I need to wear a mask. Have someone take me over—I need to do some makeup on my end."

Zhang Tianxiong nodded.

Chen Fan found Xiang Qinqin, had her do a simple makeup on him, changed his appearance beyond recognition, and deliberately had his hands painted to look a bit more aged.

Added some scars.

"What are these?"

"My character setup."

Zhang Tianxiong was speechless and said, "Alright, how do you want me to cooperate with you?"

"You guys have to follow me. If you don't follow me, how does that count as proof? Just follow me, then we'll go play. Uh, your SWAT side has people, right?"

"No problem there, protecting your safety is no issue at all. I still don't get it—what are you planning to do?"

Chen Fan's eyes were very calm as he said, "Simple. Follow me in a bit and you'll know. Let me tell you a secret first: this case involves murder, but it's a gang—you can think of it as organ trafficking."

Holy shit.

Damn you.

Zhang Tianxiong said, "That won't do. You can't go."

Chen Fan looked at him with contempt and said, "You think your gambling skills can get you in?"

Zhang Tianxiong went silent and said, "It's not like you can get in either."

Taking a car over here, Chen Fan and Zhang Tianxiong met Old Song. Old Song brought a person and played a hand with Chen Fan.

Chen Fan, right in front of this person, stripped to the waist and held up the playing cards.

Then flipped them open.

Good lord—all Aces of Spades.

"Hey, isn't that cheating?"

"Can you tell what I did?"

"Can't tell. Where are those cards?"

"Not telling you. I can stack cards—would I go around saying so?"

Get lost. You can stack cards? I can do telekinesis too.

Old Song's serious injuries hadn't healed, so he could only sit like this.

"We've currently found a point. That point, we're still gathering information, preparing to close the net. When you go, be careful. Zhang Tianxiong, you guys remember to protect him."

Chen Fan waved his hand and said, "Small matter."

Then, under the escort of two SWAT officers, Chen Fan entered the gambling den.

Looking like a rich idiot with obvious burn scars on his hands, he caught the other side's attention and was let straight through.

Once inside the room, Chen Fan found a spot and started placing bets.

......... 0.......

"That's it? That easy?"

Inside the room, noise, all kinds of shouting, a huge crowd, countless people yelling here about big or small.

There were plenty of card tables too, but the location was interesting—it was inside a big tent.

On one side was alcohol, and meat.

This gambling setup was also very simple: under the pretext of slaughtering a pig, they invited all sorts of people to come eat. After dinner, everyone played a bit.

Many of them didn't know how to play; basically it only happened about once a month, but each time, the table turnover could reach over a hundred thousand in a single day.

Chen Fan sat at the edge of the table, tapping his fingers very naturally; whatever others bet on, Chen Fan would bet on the same.

But as time went on, Chen Fan's winnings grew considerably.

The other side, being sharp-eyed, could tell that this guy Chen Fan knew a trick or two.

"Brother, how about we few play for something bigger?"

Chen Fan flexed his hand a bit and said, "No cheating allowed, mind you."

"May I ask, brother, what's the deal with that hand of yours?"

"Back when I played before, someone suspected me of cheating and scalded my hand with boiling water. Later, whenever I played again, I'd bring friends along to protect me."

The men naturally understood.

They were all veteran gamblers; every one of them carried some scars on their hands.

Then Chen Fan took his seat at the table.

Whether dealing or playing, Chen Fan's luck was excellent—he kept winning money.

The opponents grew increasingly frantic.

Chen Fan remained very calm. The cards had been on the opposite side the whole time; he had never touched them, yet he still won money. One could only say his gambling luck was absurdly good.

"You're cheating."

The person in charge came over directly and said, "Fourth, don't talk nonsense. The whole time he never touched a single playing card—the deck was prepared by me. What, you suspect I rigged the game?"

Chen Fan said, "If you don't have money, you can borrow from me. I don't know what else you might have left to put up as a stake."

"I'll stake my wife."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in your wife."

After saying that, Chen Fan coughed and said, "Recently I've been looking for a matching kidney source. I have money; I need someone to take me around and help me buy a kidney."

Fourth was stunned and looked toward the person in charge. The person in charge came over and said, "Brother, what is this?"

"I rarely play this stuff domestically; I usually play it abroad. Playing with you guys—you're too green. I don't lack money; what I need is a life."

The money was returned directly to Fourth.

"An introduction fee—if you introduce me to someone, I'll give it to you. If you don't introduce me, forget it. And if you want to investigate me, go right ahead."

"May I ask, brother, why are you looking for us?"

"Just trying my luck. If you lot won't do, I'll head to the next casino. We're all card players here, we all understand—people, when they're desperate from losing, will naturally pawn off things on their own bodies."

After saying that, Chen Fan stood up, lifted his shirt, and pointed at the incision on his kidney, saying, "I built my fortune on this very thing."

The people in charge exchanged glances and said, "Ruthless enough. Your luck's not bad. I can arrange something on my end."

Chen Fan silently recited to himself: gamble won.