Chapter 861: Little Sisters

"Fujian, I'm going out. I have an appointment with my little sister, Yuxin, the one you've met." Wang Lin quickly applied makeup in the bathroom, came out, and patted her face *pa pa pa*, reminding her boyfriend along the way.

Uncle Eleven, Jiang Fujian, was still lying on the bed, rubbing his waist twice, and hummed, "Alright, have fun. Do you want to take the card to spend?"

He had a card specially prepared for his girlfriend, with a limit of 20,000 yuan. It was enough for his girlfriend to swipe casually, but if she wanted to do something big, she would be blocked by the limit. As a middle-aged straight man who only knew how to play straight balls, this credit card solved many of Jiang Fujian's troubles.

Wang Lin, however, came over to kiss Jiang Fujian and said virtuously, "No need. You work hard to earn money. We little sisters are just going shopping. Drinking some milk tea at most is enough. I'm leaving first. I'll call you tonight."

"Good... oh... by the way, my nephew is coming back tonight. My brother should be treating everyone to dinner. Just that nephew of mine who is very good at being a police officer." Jiang Fujian carefully reminded his girlfriend.

Wang Lin said "En": "Your brother really wastes money."

"It's not really a waste. He just likes the liveliness and likes to treat guests."

"White, shiny money, just treating people to dinner every day..." Wang Lin said this, realizing she didn't have the power to control this money yet, wisely shut her mouth, changed back to a face full of smiles, and said, "Anyway, you wait for me to come back at home properly..."

Jiang Fujian watched Wang Lin go out in despair and hurriedly took out his phone to send a message to Jiang Yuan.

A woman, who is quite good-looking, doesn't want his card, doesn't want his money, and even considers things for his cousin, hoping his whole family won't spend money indiscriminately... Jiang Fujian is really panicked.

He believes that there are such virtuous and cute women in the world, but how could such a woman like him, Jiang Fujian, a divorced man who is nearly fifty years old, doesn't know how to talk, has no education or job, and lives by collecting rent?

Jiang Fujian is now afraid that he will die in Wang Lin's hands without knowing why, which is why he specifically mentioned his nephew, Jiang Yuan.

With a police junior, maybe Wang Lin would retreat in the face of difficulties?

Jiang Fujian sent Wang Lin out properly, hurriedly locked the door, double-locked the door, locked all the door locks, and secretly decided that after this matter was over, he must renovate a main gate, the kind of sturdy one that even if the other party had 20 brothers-in-law, they wouldn't be able to break through.

Wang Lin met up with her little sister in the mall.

The two ordered a cup of cloyingly sweet drink at Starbucks and drank while walking. Wang Lin's mood gradually became irritable: "I've been talking to this dead ghost about marriage for the past two days, and he started to push back. What should I do?"

"There are plenty of ways. It depends on which one you want to use." The little sister, Fan Yuxin, was about the same age as Wang Lin, both nearing the edge of forty, but she dressed maturely and sexily and was very confident.

Wang Lin said, "The key is that he is shrinking back. I talked to him about getting a marriage certificate last night, and he said to wait. Moreover, he said today that his police nephew... did you search online?"

"Searched. Something about first-class merit, second-class merit." The little sister curled her lips and said, "A police officer is just a police officer. He's not a leader."

"Even if he's not a leader, he will investigate, right? Like a detective."

"Investigate my ass. What we... what we do is clean. There are no cameras or anything nearby. Where is he going to investigate?"

"There's always a feeling of danger."

"Xiao Lin, it's not that I'm saying this, but what we do is business for rich people. Around rich people, there are plenty of these people." The little sister, Fan Yuxin, emphasized, "The police have no evidence, and he can't do anything. If you encounter someone who doesn't follow the rules, at most they will use some methods on you. At that time, you just shout pain, then cry, and you can always survive it."

"I'm afraid of pain." Wang Lin said in a low voice.

"Then are you afraid of being poor?" The little sister asked back.

Wang Lin didn't speak. After a long time, she sighed gloomily: "If it doesn't work, I won't mess with Jiang Fujian. I'll mess with someone else..."

"You can change people if you want. You're earning money for yourself anyway." The little sister looked indifferent.

Wang Lin then became even more detached and hesitant.

After finishing a cup of coffee, the two didn't come up with any constructive opinions, but their emotions gradually stabilized.

Wang Lin sighed and said, "Then let's follow what we said before. After this order is done, we really have to rest for a period of time. I mean the kind of rest for several years."

"Rest for several years? When you come out again, you won't be able to catch such a rich person... En, maybe not necessarily. Maybe you can catch an older one, but it's not easy to mess with. Old men have children underneath, and they are not as easy to mess with as these middle-aged people." Fan Yuxin rolled up her sleeves at this time, revealing the beautiful muscle lines on her arms, and said, "Alright, soldiers come to block, water comes to cover. It was fine before, and it will be fine this time."

"En, I think so too."

"Right? Don't look at Jiang Fujian bragging about his nephew. How old is his nephew? Can he be better than the police in the capital? In a small rural place, a monkey calls itself the king." Fan Yuxin laughed when she thought of something.

Just right, her phone also rang.

"Hello?" Fan Yuxin answered the phone, and after saying only one sentence, her expression became stiff.

"What's wrong?" Wang Lin asked with some concern.

Fan Yuxin took a deep breath and said, "Some police went to the reservoir to investigate. I told the person watching the reservoir before. I said there was a property dispute at the reservoir. If you encounter police coming, you must tell me, and I will clear the relationship..."

Fan Yuxin said this, looked up at Wang Lin, and said, "It's been several years, and no police have ever been to the reservoir. Maybe it's just a coincidence?"

"Do you know which police it is?" Wang Lin said in a low voice, "If it's Ningtai's..."

Fan Yuxin waved her hand, covered the phone, and asked a question.

Immediately, Fan Yuxin showed a slight smile and said, "It's not Ningtai's. It's the criminal police of Changyang City."

"That should be fine." Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Fan Yuxin also nodded, but still pondered with some unease, "There are only fishermen at the reservoir. I don't know if someone died again."

"In a place like a reservoir, it's normal for people to die, right?" The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Forget it, let's go shopping. I've had my eye on a Dior bag for a long time..."

"Then let's go see it together..."

*Weng... *

The little sister Fan Yuxin's phone rang again.

Fan Yuxin smiled apologetically, answered the phone, and her face sank again.

Wang Lin stared at Fan Yuxin with wide eyes.

Fan Yuxin licked her lips and whispered, "Old Liu, the security guard at Rio Building, said that many police went up today and twisted the chain on the roof open again."

Wang Lin's body couldn't help but sway twice, then she shook her head and said, "The police have already investigated that place. What are they going to investigate now?"

"It seems... it seems they said they are preparing to throw a dummy down." Fan Yuxin squeezed her phone hard, and the muscle fibers on her arms were about to explode. ===== CHAPTER 862 =====