Su Wei left the house and headed straight for the bar three streets away.
After entering, he scanned the room and saw two familiar figures.
Then he walked to the bar counter.
He sat down next to a middle-aged man who looked like someone not to be trifled with, and said to the bartender,
"A plum juice, please."
The middle-aged man glanced at Su Mo, a look of disdain on his face.
"My girlfriend drinks that when she's on her period. What? Are you on your period too?"
Su Wei heard the familiar lines, grinned, and picked up the ashtray from the table, standing up.
The ashtray smashed directly onto the middle-aged man's head.
With a crack, it opened a gash on the man's head, and blood flowed freely.
"Stop!"
Just as he was about to strike a second time, Su Wei's wrist was grabbed by Frank's top confidant, the Frenchman, who then violently shoved him against the wall.
This body is so damn weak!
"Everyone can leave. I'm in a bad mood today and want to teach this kid a lesson myself."
After Frank finished speaking, the bar was empty.
"Arno, you go out too."
The Frenchman looked at Su Wei's slender body and nodded.
Before leaving, he even searched Su Wei.
"Ba Li Gen, what the hell are you doing?! You shouldn't be here. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I'll castrate you, understand? It won't stop you from continuing to be a cop, a damn undercover agent for me!"
Compared to Colin, who excelled in academics, Frank was very dissatisfied with Ba Li Gen.
It was one thing that he couldn't be an undercover agent.
Now he was actually running here recklessly to cause trouble.
How stupid!
"Frank, I need your support. I want to work for you. I know you can help me become an undercover agent; I just need a few cases."
"Is that all this is about?" Frank suppressed his anger, lowering his head to take a sip of his drink.
"I know who else is an undercover agent!" Su Wei seemed oblivious to his expression, directly dropping a bombshell.
Frank suddenly looked up, staring into Su Wei's eyes, and slowly said,
"Is that so?"
Based on the short-term memories he had copied from Frank earlier,
Su Wei rattled off two names in addition to Colin.
At that time, Frank had just contacted these two undercover agents and visited their parents.
The matter he thought was very covert had been exposed.
Frank froze for a moment, his face changing drastically, and he grabbed Su Wei's neck.
"How did you know?"
Su Wei did not resist; instead, he pulled out a card.
"I pawned my love at this pawnshop and got this information in return."
Pawning love?
The Eighth Pawnshop?
What nonsense is this?
Frank glanced at it and threw it to the ground.
He felt Su Wei was insulting his intelligence.
"What I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself…"
"Don't joke with me!"
Frank snapped.
Su Wei could only give up. It didn't matter if he didn't take the bait; he hadn't expected the other party to fall for it so easily.
It never hurt to try, and it could also deepen the pawnshop's impression on him. When the other party was drowning, he would naturally grasp at this last straw.
"Today at the graduation ceremony, I saw the parents of two classmates and they looked familiar. Later, I remembered that when I was thirteen, I coincidentally saw you giving their parents a sum of money in a bar, and that's when I started to guess. It was just a guess before, but now it seems I'm suited to be a detective."
Su Wei gave an explanation, combining Ba Li Gen and Frank's short-term memories.
"Cut out your damn sense of humor. If you think you can use this as a bargaining chip, you're wrong."
"No, no, I just want to prove my ability. I'm very good at observation, and my memory is good. If I become an undercover agent sooner, I can help you a lot."
Su Wei felt the strength in Frank's hand lessen a bit, clearly indicating he was somewhat tempted.
"You want to get more from me, and this certainly isn't enough. Since you know I have more than one undercover agent in the police force, you should be aware that I can't give all the resources to you."
"I can help you solve your troubles."
"My troubles? What troubles could I have? I am Frank!" Frank sounded as if he had heard a joke.
"I can help you get rid of the Italians who have always wanted to take over this place."
"Although I don't consider the Italians a trouble, it doesn't hurt to hear if you have any real ability." Frank tilted his head.
"There are two factions of Italians in Boston. The Knights of Columbus used to be the hardliners, but now they can't be tough in front of you. There's another faction that came from Providence, and they always cause you trouble."
"What you're saying is common knowledge on the streets." Frank said dismissively.
"But what they don't know is that the mistress of the Knights of Columbus boss is having an affair with someone from Providence, and the son of the Knights of Columbus boss was castrated. The killer has never been found, but it was actually someone from Providence. All it takes is…" Su Wei paused, glancing at Frank's hand, which had almost completely loosened.
"Keep talking." Frank released his hand; he was starting to get a little interested in Su Wei.
"All it takes is to tell the son of the Knights of Columbus boss the location of that killer."
"Why not tell the boss of the Knights of Columbus?" A smile appeared on Frank's face.
"He's old and has too many considerations, but young people, well, they always act without thinking of the consequences. The bigger the trouble can be, the bigger they'll make it."
A hint of appreciation finally appeared in Frank's eyes. He walked behind the bar and fiddled with something for a while.
"Plum juice. My treat."
Su Wei stepped forward, raised his glass, and took a sip.
Frank continued,
"I don't think this fire is burning hot enough."
"Then give the Knights of Columbus boss's mistress some drugs, bribe a doctor to create a false pregnancy, and then give this pregnancy report to the Knights of Columbus boss, who has already had a vasectomy." Su Wei put down his glass.
"If you want that old man to make up his mind, why make it so complicated? Just take a picture and give it to him. However, from what I know about him, no matter what, he'll quietly deal with the mistress and then swallow this matter. " Frank's lips curled up. "His last mistress slept with me, and he endured it for 15 years."
"I'm not trying to provoke that old man. I'm targeting the people from Providence. Men, you know, if a shared mistress dies, she dies, but if the 'child' in a woman's belly dies, that's not so simple."
"Haha!" Frank finally showed a genuine smile. "With what you're doing, many Italians will die, but I like it. The Italians want to order me around; I'll show them a lesson!"
Very satisfied with Su Wei's performance, Frank was somewhat surprised that he had misjudged him before, thinking that perhaps this kid just wasn't good at studying.
"I'll give you a few chances; you seize them yourself."
Su Wei raised the plum juice in his hand.
"To Frank!"