Just as everyone was bewildered by Han Jinlun's diversionary tactic, someone called the police.
Upon arrival, several officers pulled out their batons and shouted at us, "Behave yourselves! Stand still and don't move!!!"
The escalating brawl suddenly halted with the appearance of the police.
Following this, the two groups, led by me and the man with the mustache, were dispersed and taken away by the officers.
...
About half an hour later.
The police, employing a "punish both sides equally" approach, handled the conflicts between me and the man with the mustache.
Those involved in the gambling incident were all subject to confiscation of gambling funds, a verbal warning, a fine, and a written pledge.
Those involved in the fight were all subject to a verbal warning, a fine, and a written pledge to not offend again.
After resolving the disputes, the man with the mustache's group and I were released by the police.
Although we were all fined, the man with the mustache's group suffered a greater loss regarding the confiscation of gambling funds compared to my side.
Not only did they fail to complete their mission, but they also lost money!
Therefore, shortly after leaving the police station, and before we had walked more than a few steps, the man with the mustache said to me fiercely, "Kid, we'll meet again!"
"When we transfer trains later, you'll see if I don't deal with you!!!"
With that, the man with the mustache and his subordinates walked away.
As they left, a middle-aged man from the man with the mustache's group turned back and glared menacingly at Cheng Minglang.
Seeing this, Cheng Minglang glared back without showing any weakness, while also raising his middle finger.
Although the initial confrontation on the train, which involved the man with the mustache's cheating group failing, had temporarily concluded, I knew this was merely a superficial appearance.
The real confrontation was yet to come during the train transfer.
It seemed that if I wanted to shake off the man with the mustache and his group completely, I wouldn't be able to rely on the train transfer.
I needed to find another way to avoid their sight...
To be honest, I still couldn't figure out why, after successfully pulling off a scam in Longxi, I had offended such formidable figures that they were determined to retaliate against me!
Not only did they enlist Zhang Zifeng's group, but they also preemptively stationed people on the train to set a trap and frame me with fabricated charges.
Fortunately, I brought Cheng Minglang with me on this trip; otherwise, the likely outcome would have been ruin and broken limbs!
I had no doubt that if they hadn't figured out my background and whereabouts early on, they might have prevented me from even reaching the Longxi train station!
At the same time, I had confirmed one thing.
If Han Jinlun was not involved, it was likely that from the moment they decided to retaliate against me, this guy had already been secretly monitored by them!
The consequence of such a chain reaction was that Han Jinlun's exposure meant my exposure as well.
If my reaction hadn't been quick enough, if I hadn't used Su Liuli to deal with Zhang Zifeng's group, and if I hadn't left without delay afterward, choosing to flee directly, they might have followed the trail and directly found me, leaving me stranded in Longxi...
...
Upon returning to my seat, I took out my phone and was tempted to call Su Liuli directly to get a clear explanation.
But in the end, I decided against it.
After all, I had chosen this path myself.
To enjoy high returns, one must inevitably bear high risks! This is true in all industries.
Seeing my silence, Han Jinlun asked, "What's wrong, Brother Xiang? You seem troubled?"
Hearing this, I didn't answer but simply shook my head and smiled.
Although the train on the return journey was still running smoothly on the tracks, the arrival of the man with the mustache and his group had filled the journey with unknown variables and dangerous factors.
And as of now, I still hadn't come up with any good solutions.
But I was running out of time!
In about half an hour, the train would reach the station, and we would have to get off to transfer.
The more I thought about it, the more agitated and annoyed I became. Although there were countless thoughts in my mind, they were all intertwined and chaotic, making it impossible to sort them out.
After racking my brain without success, I decided to go to the connection point between two carriages to smoke a cigarette, relax, and hopefully find some inspiration.
Due to the previous dispute, the police had reassigned my position and that of the man with the mustache's group.
The man with the mustache and his group were in the front, while we were in the back, quite far apart.
Moreover, the police would occasionally come out to patrol.
Therefore, at this stage, I wasn't worried about being entangled by them again.
At least for the remaining half hour, I was relatively free.
However, just as I reached the connecting point between the two carriages...
A familiar face was walking towards me from the opposite direction.
The person was none other than the cheater who had left early after Han Jinlun was drawn into the scheme.
Since he had left early, he was not on the list of those penalized by the police earlier.
The person appeared to be in his mid-twenties, about 175cm tall, neither tall nor short, with a buzz cut, looking quite energetic.
I assumed that since he was part of the man with the mustache's group, his approach would mean no good.
Therefore, I didn't show a friendly expression and planned to leave after finishing my cigarette.
But unexpectedly, as soon as the guy saw me, he immediately came forward and extended his hand with a smile.
Seeing this, although I was somewhat suspicious, I remained motionless.
After retracting his hand that was suspended in mid-air, the man chuckled awkwardly and then immediately lowered his voice, saying, "Chen Xiang, right? I'm from Boss Su's side. Can you spare a cigarette and chat with me?"
After speaking, he took out a pack of Black Lanzhou cigarettes from his pocket, offered me one, and then lit one for himself.
With the cigarette he offered me tucked behind my ear, I stood still without revealing my thoughts, waiting for him to continue.
Honestly, I didn't understand why he was introducing himself to me right away.
Was it a mole, or a trap within a trap?
Looking around and taking a deep drag from the Black Lanzhou, the young man said in a low voice, "Time is tight, and the mission is important, so I'll get straight to the point."
Hearing this, I still didn't speak, but turned my gaze to him, scrutinizing him from head to toe.
One could discern some clues about whether a person was lying through their micro-expressions and body language.
Of course, professional con artists were an exception...
The young man took another large puff of his cigarette, then leaned close to my ear and whispered, "When we get off the train later, run quickly!"