Upon hearing this, Chen Yifei finally placed the glass back on the ground and wrote a line in one of the columns on the form:
"No witnesses."
Immediately after, he ordered a new glass of whiskey and walked over to the next resident of Bingquan Street.
"Name?"
"..."
"Name!"
"Sun Laoliu."
"Did you see the calamity?"
"I... I..." Sun Laoliu swallowed, remembering the fate of the big man just now, "didn't see it."
Chen Yifei nodded and continued to the next person.
Watching Chen Yifei take down everyone and then calmly ask questions, an idea simultaneously emerged in Sun Laoliu and the others' minds...
"Did Ma set me up?!"
"Weren't they supposed to send over rookies from the reserve list?"
"Looking at his ghostly evasion skills just now, he's not far off from an enforcer, or is he... actually an enforcer?"
"Could it be that the matter on Bingquan Street has been exposed, and Ma intends to take this opportunity to eliminate them all and then wash his hands clean?"
As they pondered, their faces grew grimmer. They stared at Chen Yifei in unison, fearing that after he finished asking questions, he would pull out a gun and shoot them all down.
Chen Yifei leisurely recorded everyone's testimonies, took their fingerprints, and for those who had been knocked unconscious, he simply wrote "no witnesses" and forcibly took their fingerprints.
Then, he asked the boss for a thick rope, tied everyone's hands together, and pushed open the tavern door.
"Thanks for your cooperation... see you tomorrow."
The teenager in a worn cotton jacket stood at the door, smiled at everyone inside the tavern, and turned to leave.
Inside the devastated tavern, there was dead silence.
"Are they not dead?"
After an unknown duration, Sun Laoliu awoke from that gaze, his back already soaked in cold sweat.
He turned to look at the boss,
"...Why are you standing there? Come and untie us!!"
...
"Did you hear gunshots just now?"
Inside the teahouse, one of the enforcers hesitated to speak.
"No... maybe you heard it wrong." Qian Fan, rubbing mahjong tiles, casually replied, "Don't worry, those guys from Bingquan Street know their limits. They'll just use knives when they play. Drawing guns and making a big mess is not good for anyone."
"True."
"That kid named Chen Yifei, will he come out today?"
"It's hard to say... he looks better than Wu Youdong. If those guys are ruthless... tsk."
"If someone dies, won't it be hard to explain to the Third District?"
"What's hard to explain? He's just a poor kid from Hanshuang Street. I heard his parents were scared silly by the calamity. Even if he dies here, we can just bury him somewhere, and who would know? Who would come and make a fuss?"
"Don't worry, the Third District is Ma's turf, he can handle it..."
Bang bang bang—
The knock on the door sounded again.
"Ugh, who is it now?" Qian Fan stood up with some displeasure. "Why are there so many things happening every day?"
"It's probably that kid who realized something was wrong and came to complain to us, haha."
"He didn't go long ago. Did he just take a look around the door and come back?"
As everyone was discussing, Qian Fan opened the door and saw Chen Yifei standing at the entrance, his eyebrows immediately furrowed.
"Why are you here again? Haven't I made it clear to you?"
"This is my work report."
"..."
Chen Yifei took out the form from his pocket and was about to hand it to Qian Fan. Suddenly, he noticed a bit of blood and shredded skin stuck in the corner of the form. He flicked it off with his finger, wiped it clean, and smiled as he handed it to him.
Qian Fan was stunned.
The other enforcers who were playing mahjong inside were also stunned.
"..." Qian Fan took the form, looked at it suspiciously for a moment, and then smiled. "Chen Yifei... I know this job is a bit challenging for you, but you can't just press your fingerprint and fool us..."
"I'm not fooling anyone."
Chen Yifei said seriously, "They are in the tavern. If you don't believe it, you can go and ask them."
Qian Fan's eyebrows furrowed even more. He looked at Chen Yifei, wondering if he was joking or serious... No, how could those people so obediently cooperate with his investigation?
Did this kid sell his charm to get them to...
But that's too fast, right?
"I'll go and check." Qian Fan immediately stood up and was about to walk out the door. Suddenly, he remembered something and turned back. "You should know that falsely reporting task results will lead to disqualification from the exam, right?"
"I know."
Qian Fan put a cigarette in his mouth and walked towards the tavern with disbelief. The other enforcers exchanged glances and curiously followed him.
Seeing the enforcers leave, Chen Yifei looked down at the mahjong table, and a few lines of text flashed:
[Audience Expectation +1... +1... +1...]
...
Black Axe Tavern.
"Can you hurry up?"
In the messy tavern, groans echoed everywhere. Sun Laoliu, who had relatively minor injuries, couldn't help but scold the boss who was slowly cutting the ropes.
The boss coldly glanced at him. "If you keep talking, I'll kill you."
"Why weren't you so tough earlier?"
"That kid is an enforcer. Would it have been useful for us to be tough?"
"Is he really an enforcer??" Sun Laoliu widened his eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Many years ago, when I was selling drugs in the Third District, I was tracked by an enforcer... His moves are exactly the same as that young man's. If I wasn't lucky, I wouldn't have escaped to the Second District." The boss paused for a moment. "Do you know who that enforcer was?"
"Who?"
"Han Meng, the Chief Enforcer of the Third District."
Sun Laoliu froze.
Squeak——
The tavern door opened.
Qian Fan stood at the entrance, looking at the messy tavern, the bloody and barely alive residents of Bingquan Street, and disbelief appeared in his eyes!
"This..." Qian Fan stood like a statue at the door. "Did that kid do this?"
The other enforcers who arrived later were also shocked.
Qian Fan walked into the tavern, carefully stepping over the dead-like Bone Blade and the groaning big man. Whoever was still conscious stared at them with fierce anger in their eyes.
"Qian Fan!!" Sun Laoliu gritted his teeth and sat up. "You motherless bastard! I'll kill you!!"
Qian Fan's eyebrows furrowed. "What are you cursing about?"
Click——
The sound of a bullet being loaded into a gun chamber sounded. The boss had walked up at some point, aiming the gun at Qian Fan's forehead.
The other enforcers were startled and simultaneously drew their guns, aiming at the boss and the struggling tavern crowd trying to get up.
The atmosphere in the bloody tavern suddenly froze.
"What do you want to do?" Cold sweat seeped from the corners of Qian Fan's forehead as he spoke in a low voice. "Don't forget, we have a partnership."
"Partnership? You sent that guy to mess things up and still want to talk about a partnership with me??" Sun Laoliu gritted his teeth.
"...I don't know what happened. Chen Yifei is just a reserve..."
"What the hell is a reserve!!" Sun Laoliu pointed at the groaning crowd on the ground. "You tell me again, is this a reserve?!!"
"I..."
Qian Fan was speechless.
"...Where is Chen Yifei??" He turned to ask another enforcer.
"He seems to have left."
"Left?"
"Yes... He said, he's off work."