Return to Dream Home.

Listen to Mo Ranshi's story.

After Master Feng arrived in Mingzhou, he cooperated with Li Yanzhi to lure the driver to a remote place, then controlled the driver with a little intimidation, and then he honestly took action.

He didn't know that person.

But one day, I received a strange phone call in the office. The man said that he was willing to pay 500,000 yuan for a small favor. The driver definitely didn't believe it and hung up directly.

Then I took advantage of working in the bureau and checked the number I was calling. I found it was a public phone that can be seen everywhere on the streets of Mingzhou.

Isn't this a liar?

He didn't take it seriously at all.

But that night, the driver received a package at his door, containing 20,000 yuan and a note.

The note said: This is the advance deposit.

People who can directly pay out a deposit of 20,000 yuan without clear refusal show that 500,000 yuan is not empty talk.

The driver was greedy for money and was tempted by this.

He found the mobile phone number reserved in the package and called it. When he learned of the other party's request, he simply informed him of the request and immediately agreed without hesitation.

In an era when half a million could buy a 120-square-meter house in the capital, it was just a matter of words in Mingzhou. There were really not many people who could not be tempted.

But other than that, the driver didn't know much.

His contact with that person was all through his mobile phone and he had never met in person.

After the transaction was completed, the other party placed the five hundred thousand in a remote place and asked him to go and get it himself.

In other words, although a clue has been found, this line can only go so far, and there is no value in continuing to pursue it.

It's like a person who is lost in a heavy fog and finally finds the exit of the fog after all kinds of hardships, but what lies before him is a mountain standing thousands of feet high - it's better to stay in the fog, at least there is hope.

"Have you checked your mobile number?"

"I checked, it's been more than four months since I used the number in Magic City."

"Huh?" Lin Baiyao frowned and said, "He acts so cautiously, why doesn't his mobile phone number belong to Mingzhou?"

Mo Ranshi asked: "Why, is there something wrong?"

"He can use the street phone in Minnesota to contact the driver, or he can hide the bribe money in any place in Minnesota. Why not open a new account on Minnesota Telecom?"

Mo Ranshi said: "Maybe... he doesn't think it's necessary? Real-name authentication is not required to open a card anyway. Who knows who uses this mobile phone number?"

Lin Baiyao shook his head and said: "It's different. A number that has been used for more than four months will always leave some clues. It's not the same time we dealt with him. There was no time when he was not leak-proof. It is impossible to leave such a flaw. Unless...

…”

"Unless what?"

"Unless he did it on purpose."

"deliberately?"

When the ink is dyed, it becomes clear at a glance, and the face instantly becomes solemn.

Lin Baiyao showed a playful look and said: "He deliberately told me that this number is not just used and thrown away. I can use this number to contact him..."

Mo Ranshi looked at him worriedly and said: "This is a trap, don't fight it!"

Although Lin Baiyao has always been relatively calm, Mo Ranshi is fully aware of how much pressure the invisible black hand has put on the young man in front of him, such as the ruthlessness of maggots attached to the bones and the danger of hidden arrows that are difficult to guard against. As of now, he is already dead.

There are many lives lost. Unless this person is found out, it will be hard to sleep and eat well.

Because of this, if that person deliberately left a loophole to induce Lin Baiyao to make this call, there must be a deep meaning behind it.

Mo Ranshi guessed that he probably wanted to anger Lin Baiyao through words, so that Lin Baiyao would make impulsive mistakes and seize the opportunity to settle the grudge between the two.

"He is attacking and I am counterattacking. When we meet in a narrow road, the brave one wins. Neither he nor I have a way out! If I don't make this call today, it means that I am afraid. If my momentum weakens, I will be completely defeated. Besides,"

Lin Baiyao paused and said with a smile: "We have no other clues now. Even if it is bait, we can only take a bite and try it. If we don't try it, how will we know who is the fisherman?"

What else could Mo Ran say, so he nodded and gave Lin Baiyao his mobile phone number.

Lin Baiyao slowly entered the number on his mobile phone, and then pressed the dial button under Mo Ranshi's gaze.

Toot toot.

After three beeps.

The phone is connected.

Lin Baiyao put the phone on the table and turned on the hands-free.

The silence and stillness were breathtaking, and the air around him felt like a boulder weighing tens of millions of pounds was desperately falling from above his head.

"Hello!"

Finally, after the longest confrontation of more than 20 seconds, a man's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

Elegant, peaceful, and with a smile of satisfaction.

Lin Baiyao smiled and said, "Hello."

"I've been waiting for Mr. Lin's call for a long time..."

He really did it on purpose.

"I've been looking for you for a long time."

If Mo Ranshi didn't know the relationship between the two so well, just listening to this conversation, he would have thought that he was reunited with old friends whom he hadn't seen for many years.

But listening to it now makes me shudder.

"Mr. Lin must be thinking about one question: Who am I?"

"Yes, I am a little curious."

Lin Baiyao smiled and said: "But the answer is actually not important. I just need to know that you are an enemy and not a friend. That is enough."

"Haha," the man's laughter filled the air with a happy atmosphere and said, "Mr. Lin is very confident, which is very similar to me. Or maybe we are the same kind of people, so we feel like confidants."

Lin Baiyao shook his head and said, "You don't deserve it!"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Lin Baiyao tore through the illusion of peace between the two and said sarcastically: "We are not the same kind of people, because I will not regard human life as trivial, I will not hide in the dark like a mouse and dare not show my head, and I will not only play tricks."

You are plotting and scheming, but you are still complacent, thinking that the only heroes in the world are your envoys and Cao Er... I just think you are ridiculous and shameful!"

The other end of the phone fell silent again.

When Mo Ran suddenly felt that he might be thinking too much.

With Lin Baiyao's cunning and venomous tongue, would it be possible that the other party would be angered instead of him?

Who is fishing and who is biting the bait?

Who can see clearly until the end?

"Mr. Lin, I was thinking just now that you may or may not make this call..." The man cleverly changed the subject and tried to regain control of the initiative.

"Oh? Schrödinger's phone number? Are you studying physics?"

The man was silent again. He thought that after studying it for a long time, he had enough knowledge of the strengths and weaknesses of Lin Baiyao.

But when we actually met face to face, we found that this person didn't play by the rules at all and was more difficult to deal with than expected.

A few seconds later, his calm and calm tone showed emotional fluctuations for the first time, and he said: "Mr. Lin, you may not understand your situation. It is easier for me to kill you than you think..."

"Look, I said you don't deserve it, and you're still angry."

Lin Baiyao had a smile on his lips, but his words became more fierce. He interrupted the man and said: "I will never brag about something I can't do. For example, I can't catch your little tail now, I agree.

You obviously can't kill me, but you refuse to admit it. Little mouse, why are there such big differences between people? By the way, I'm sorry, you don't want to tell me your name, so I can only give you a nickname. I'm taking the liberty to ask.

One sentence, what color mouse do you like?"

Paji.

The phone hangs up.

Mo Ranshi looked at Lin Baiyao in astonishment. Lin Baiyao's smile was even brighter, but his eyes were calmer than ever before, and he said: "Don't worry, he will call again..."
Chapter completed!