Chapter 479

"I say Mr. Ai, back then we collected the training fees, but you went and didn't return. People came to the door and smashed our sign. I'm such an old person, and I had several big bumps smashed on my head..."

"Back then we promised people double compensation if they couldn't learn, and I even put in my coffin money... This time you must not leave again!"

Old Song not only shouted at Ai Ai Zhixin from far away, but also stood up and pedaled the tricycle hard with his butt stuck out, looking as if he were really afraid Ai Ai Zhixin would turn around and run away.

And Ai Ai Zhixin looked at the tricycle rushing over, his gums almost bitten to pieces, but a joyful smile was squeezed onto his face.

"Uncle Song, slow down, slow down. I'm not running away, didn't I come back to find you? Careful, slow down..."

Ai Ai Zhixin held the handlebars of the tricycle with one hand and supported Old Song's arm with the other, helping him down with a smiling face.

Then, Old Song grabbed Ai Ai Zhixin's wrist with his backhand, snot and tears streaming down: "You've finally come back. After being away for so long, did you encounter any setbacks? Did you suffer outside?"

【Your mother, asking me if I suffered? I almost died because of you.】

Ai Ai Zhixin almost broke down on the spot.

If he hadn't seen Old Song's other face with his own eyes that night, he might have been moved to tears by now.

Old Song first realized it suddenly, then said: "Easy to say, easy to say. Mr. Ai's friends are my friends. If you need my help, just say it. I, Old Song, will go through fire and water, and I'm duty-bound."

But now, looking at Old Song's snot and tears, Ai Ai Zhixin only felt a shudder all over his body and wished he could strangle this old thing to death.

Nakamura Naoto's expression froze, and he turned his head to look at Ai Ai Zhixin, his eyes very fierce.

Following the appraisal of the value of that batch of cultural relics in Shancheng, the authorities had already designated that case as the largest 226 cultural relic smuggling case in the mainland in forty years.

If Old Song were to identify Ai Ai Zhixin as a suspect in the 226 major case now, he might not necessarily be able to escape arrest by the relevant mainland departments on the grounds of "no evidence."

Logically speaking, Ai Ai Zhixin should have run away overseas to avoid the limelight immediately, but because of the 200,000 ransom, he was threatened by Nakamura Naoto and became a miserable puppet, living in fear all day long, even worse than his previous days.

Nakamura Naoto and Ai Ai Zhixin were speechless, while Li Ye and Yu Yu Dongfang on the side couldn't help but turn their heads away.

They really couldn't hold back their laughter; it was too impolite.

But this really couldn't be blamed on Old Song. Nakamura Naoto was just over 1.6 meters tall, and even with thick-soled shoes, he wasn't even 1.65 meters. It was no problem for people to speak their minds.

"Oh~, so it's a Japanese friend!"

Old Song looked at Nakamura Naoto, then asked Ai Ai Zhixin curiously: "Is this little shrimp your friend?"

Ai Ai Zhixin grinned and explained: "This is Mr. Nakamura Naoto, my business partner and also my friend."

Old Song asked suspiciously: "I don't know any Guan Guan Cihui!"

"Then I'll trouble you, old gentleman," Nakamura Naoto said politely, suppressing the anger in his heart: "Old gentleman, you are very familiar with Guan Guan Cihui, right? I heard he has a few art pieces he wants to sell, so I'd like to ask you to help be a middleman."

"Last time Mr. Ai took me to see someone who looked very much like Guan Guan Ciying. Maybe it was Guan Guan Cihui!"

Old Song immediately went through fire and water, saying: "I don't know Guan Guan Cihui, but I know Guan Guan Ciying, and Guan Guan Ciying's family does indeed have some good stuff.

Nakamura Naoto bowed to Old Song and said: "Old gentleman, we came to find you this time, actually to ask for a favor."

And Ai Ai Zhixin's expression changed immediately, and then he looked at Old Song with eyes full of help.

"Ask me for a favor?"

But Ai Ai Zhixin didn't dare, because this was Beijing, not the Lighthouse, and he didn't know how much of his background Old Song had grasped.

Nakamura Naoto asked in a deep voice: "Old gentleman, do you know Guan Guan Ciying?"

Old Song replied: "Yes, over there in North Second Street. At that time, I did him a favor and helped him appraise a set of Ming Dynasty official kiln five-colored flower and bird pots.

His son thanked me for a meal the day before yesterday. Let me tell you, his son has made a fortune flipping electrical appliances now..."

The viciousness in Nakamura Naoto's eyes diminished a lot. He knew the relationship between Guan Guan Ciying and Guan Guan Cihui from Ai Ai Zhixin.

And Nakamura Naoto had also bought a set of counterfeit five-colored flower and bird pots from Guan Guan Ciying, knowing that Guan Guan Ciying had indeed lived in North Second Street before.

And when the Guan brothers were carpenters in Shancheng, flipping antiques back and forth, they also flipped televisions and tape recorders along the way.

Nakamura Naoto's expression softened a bit, and he continued to ask: "Then do you know where they live now?"

Old Song smiled and said: "I don't know where they live, but give me two days, and I will definitely be able to find him."

Nakamura Naoto exchanged glances with Old Song and bowed slightly again: "Then I'll trouble you, old gentleman. Please contact Mr. Guan Guan Cihui as soon as possible and say that Mr. Ai wants to buy the things in his hands."

"Can, can, rest assured! Mr. Ai's friends are my friends..."

Old Song took it all on himself, patted his own chest, and then suddenly lowered his voice: "But friends are friends. If I act as a middleman, you have to give me a five-hundred introduction fee?"

"Five hundred? Can."

Nakamura Naoto smiled mockingly, as if laughing at people like Old Song for being truly short-sighted, only daring to ask for five hundred as an introduction fee.

But Old Song immediately corrected: "It's five hundred US dollars. When we do business with international friends, we all use US dollars."

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Nakamura Naoto narrowed his small eyes and sneered: "Of course, what I just said was also US dollars."

Old Song was stunned for a moment, then suddenly grabbed Ai Ai Zhixin's arm and pulled him to the side.

Nakamura Naoto subconsciously wanted to stop them, but it was too late.

Old Song pulled Ai Ai Zhixin to the side and asked in a low voice: "Where did you find this stick? Are you planning to slaughter him? Or are you playing the long game? Besides, isn't the Guan guy very familiar with you? Why are you looking for me?"

Ai Ai Zhixin also lowered his voice and said: "This guy is a descendant of the Japanese Imperial Army. His grandfather's name was Nakamura Kenshu. He used to be an Imperial Army Colonel and was stationed in the Dongshan provincial capital for a few years. He is very interested in mainland art pieces..."

Old Song looked at Ai Ai Zhixin blankly for a long time, then stammered: "Imperial Army... Colonel? That... that's incredible. Their money isn't easy to take, right? I'm not doing this job, not doing it."

Ai Ai Zhixin said: "This isn't the thirties, what are you afraid of him for? Guan Guan Ciying moved. I don't have any acquaintances in Beijing, so you just help me inquire and find their family members..."

"That... that's fine! I'll give you news in these two days."

Old Song agreed very embarrassedly, but his heart became highly vigilant.

Old Song had "served" Colonel Nakamura for a period of time back then and cheated the other party out of a large sum of money, and then after the Prince appeared, his leg was broken by the other party.

So the Prince and Colonel Nakamura were both Old Song's enemies.

But Old Song had never told Ai Ai Zhixin who his enemies were, so why did Ai Ai Zhixin mention Nakamura Kenshu to him so abruptly?

【Your father is dead, why haven't you run away yet? You're probably unable to run, so you want to play 'borrowing a knife to kill' with me, right?】

Old Song watched Ai Ai Zhixin and Nakamura Naoto drive away, a look of mockery and seven parts of ruthlessness appearing in his turbid eyes.

Li Ye walked over, poked Old Song, and asked in a deep voice: "Sigh, Old Song, what kind of look is that? You aren't planning to do anything illegal in this big Beijing, are you?"

Li Ye knew who Old Song's enemies were, which was why he was suspicious.

"No, no, Top Scholar, don't you know me? I, Old Song, am as timid as a mouse. Besides..."

"Besides, we have an old saying: one person does the work, one person takes the responsibility; disasters don't reach family members and children..."

Looking at the serious-faced Li Ye, Old Song knew he couldn't hide it, so he bared his yellow teeth and chuckled.

Li Ye stared at Old Song for a long time before pointing his finger at him: "You'd better be careful. These two people have the status of overseas investors, and this is Beijing. Don't go and get your old bones involved in this."

"Know, know, Top Scholar, believe me, believe me."

Old Song nodded and bowed as he sent Li Ye away. After Li Ye was far away, he stood up straight again.

"Disasters don't reach family members is an old saying, but... cutting the weeds and digging up the roots is also an old saying! Hehehehehe~"

Ai Ai Zhixin frowned and got into the small car. Old Song's reaction just now didn't satisfy him.

That night, before his father died, he had personally said that it was Colonel Nakamura who wiped out Wei Wei Yucheng's family. At that time, the person holding the gun was very agitated.

But after Ai Ai Zhixin mentioned Nakamura Kenshu just now, why didn't Old Song show any intention of taking revenge?

Old Song wasn't like this that night, was he?

"Mr. Ai, what were you plotting with that Old Song just now?"

"Ah? No, no, we were just discussing how to find the whereabouts of that batch of antiques as soon as possible."

Nakamura Naoto smiled coldly: "Is that so? Weren't you plotting with him on how to slaughter me?"

Ai Ai Zhixin broke out in a cold sweat in surprise, not knowing if Nakamura Naoto had heard Old Song's words just now, or...

Ai Ai Zhixin was frowning and couldn't figure it out, when he suddenly felt his neck tighten and was strangled tightly by Nakamura Naoto beside him.

Ai Ai Zhixin shouted in terror: "Na... Nakamura-kun... I am a Lighthouse person..."

But Nakamura Naoto didn't even look at Ai Ai Zhixin, who was like a dead fish. His arm continued to exert force, and he said coldly to himself: "I don't care if you are a Lighthouse person or a mainland person. You and your father have already made me lose all face in the family... I'm dead, and you still want to live?"

Ai Ai Zhixin's face quickly turned red—not the red of excitement, but the red of suffocation.

His legs, which he kicked and hit hard, had already lost their strength, as if he had helplessly accepted his fate in the face of a vicious hooligan.

It was just that he was still unwilling in his heart, because he had brought Nakamura Naoto to Beijing wanting to kill him, but now was he going to be killed by Nakamura Naoto ahead of time?

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