Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 711 - 352: The Person Who Shouldn’t Have Come_2

Chapter 711: Chapter 352: The Person Who Shouldn’t Have Come_2

One guy noticed several broken cages dumped near the door and proposed, "Brother Fei, why don’t we put him in a cage, shove a couple of rocks in it, and throw it into the river? We can just say he fell into it on his own..."

Heizi looked at him dismissively, "Are you an idiot? You’ve been watching too much Shanghai Bund? How can someone fall into a cage by themselves? And how are there rocks in the cage? His arm is already like this, just throw him in!"

Another guy suggested, "Or we could drag him onto the road, let Old Ou run him over with a car. Oh, we could also place a motorcycle there, make it look like a car accident scene?"

Heizi scoffed again, "Aren’t you just setting Old Ou up? Do you think running someone over doesn’t come with jail time? And you call that a car accident?"

As the guys bantered back and forth, Yan Fei didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He was about to speak when Dumbass next to them suddenly let out a couple of gibberish shouts, made a ’wait a minute’ sign with his hand, and then started running toward the river with a shovel in his hand.

Chang Liang and the others followed him, and soon bursts of laughter could be heard from afar.

When they came back, Yan Fei saw what they had brought with them and frowned, "Isn’t this thing you’ve got disgusting?"

"It doesn’t matter if it’s disgusting! As long as it works!" The guys responded as they moved forward, pinned down the guy, lifted his clothes, and made a move to dump the contents of the shovel onto his body.

"I’ll talk! I’ll talk!" It was indeed effective. Just a gesture had the man shouting out loud. "I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Can you guys move that thing a bit further away, please?"

Dumbass couldn’t hear what he was saying. He only saw his mouth moving but didn’t understand what he meant. When Heizi waved a hand at him, he finally retreated with the shovel.

With a disappointed expression, Heizi said, "How good would it have been if you didn’t talk? I’ve always wanted to know if this thing can actually crawl into someone’s stomach, and if the person could still live after that? If you hadn’t spoken up, we’d have put it on you to let it crawl into you, then let you go. Maybe you’d have still had time to run to the hospital and get it removed!"

One of the jokers chimed in, "Brother Heizi, you’re wrong. The hospital may only be able to remove the big one. What if it’s a female and its already laid a bunch of eggs in him? Later on, those little ones may all hatch inside him!"

The man, now as pale as a ghost, looked at the thing on the shovel and told them his entire background, not waiting for them to ask.

As Yan Fei expected, this really was a small fry. He’d always felt that if the Japanese were behind this, they certainly wouldn’t send along such an easy target. Listening to the man’s confession, Yan Fei was completely confirmed in his suspicion.

This man’s surname was Guo, and his father was Guo Guozhu. Yes, the same Guo Guozhu from the Bovine Research Institute, the one who ’fell down the stairs’ and used to collude with the Japanese as a traitor.

Guo Guozhu is now bedridden, but the Bovine Research Institute hasn’t abandoned him. They have provided for his medical expenses as, after all, the incident happened within the institute. Not only did they cover the medical expenses, but they also gave some compensation.

However, now that he’s incapacitated and unable to earn money in the future, and both of his sons are idle, he has no source of income. At this rate, their expenses will burn through their money sooner or later.

So he devised a plan. The Japanese wanted to know the secrets of the cattle farm, right? He had been keeping his sons on the lookout, knowing that the Japanese had offered to invest, but the cattle farm hadn’t agreed.

So he came up with the idea to send his own son on a fact-finding mission, hoping that if they could find any concrete information, it could be turned into a force for negotiation with the Japanese. Surely they would have some benefits in return.

He had overestimated his son. He intentionally sent his eldest son, the one who usually showed a bit of spine at home, even when beaten or scolded. But he never expected that although the guy was resilient, he was pretty useless at getting things done. The moment he arrived here, he began poking around carelessly.

He got unlucky. He had been asking around all morning and even after getting no leads, he continued his inquiries at a restaurant, which got him noticed by Zhou Dalian’s group.

Zhou Dalian was a cunning one. The moment he heard it, he knew something was off. If the guy was really a cattle trader, he could have directly asked at the ranch. Why did he need to be so stealthy, scoping out a restaurant owner to gather information?

So, he promptly sent a junior brother to report this.

Anyway, it was just a matter of making a trip. As long as they could confirm that the guy was indeed here to gather information, Yan Fei would owe him a favor for making the trip, right?

Old Guo’s son was indeed one tough cookie. Even in the face of danger, he managed to keep his mouth shut, even though he was scared out of his wits.

But the little creature on the shovel was somewhat more than he could handle.

What good could come from digging by the river? Well, it had quite a bit.

Top-notch Whitman, greenish-black on the back, with five yellow vertical stripes. It was recorded in Shennong’s Materia Medica that this creature has a high medicinal value. Also known as a water leech or horse leech.

Round and plump when contracted, and menacingly long when extended, just a glance at this creature would be enough to petrify anyone. Who, besides a madman, would dare to let it crawl into their body? It’s horrific.

But for Yan Fei at this moment, the leech was indeed useful. He initially wanted to intimidate the man and get some answers, and the appearance of the leech proved quite effective!

Once he had the information, Yan Fei was indifferent.

Nevertheless, he asked, "You’ve said a lot, but how do I know if it’s true or not?"

It was a casual question, but the man was already thoroughly scared. He pondered for a moment then grimaced, "I have a motorcycle license in my pocket. You’ll know once you see it!"

Heizi took the license from the man’s pocket and handed it to Yan Fei. Yan Fei had a quick look and handed it back: "Okay, Old Gao, can you reattach his arm? Once it’s done, take him to the police station. Say that he was going to cause trouble on our cattle farm, which is attempted crime. Let the police station detain him for as long as possible. If he leaves now and gets into a car accident on the way, others might think we did it, which would be unfair!"

Old Gao came up laughing: "Don’t worry, I’m very skilled at this by now. There were many people for me to practice on in jail. I’ve gotten really good at it."

And really good he was. He came and reattached the man’s arm in no time.

The man tried to move his arm, got up from the ground, still stunned. Heizi got on a motorbike and shouted at him: "Come on! Are you not willing to go to the police station? Do you want this creature inside you?"

Seeing everyone preparing to leave, the man quickly dumped the nauseating creature into the river, then got onto a motorbike.

Before he got on the bike, the man couldn’t help but ask: "If you take me to the police station, will you promise not to bother me again?"

Yan Fei smiled, quoted a series of numbers and an address, then said: "Check your driving license. Am I right? Go and tell your father, continue playing the traitor and your whole family will become disabled!"

Comrade Xiaoguo instantly turned ashen, sighing mournfully: "I wouldn’t dare. I swear we would never dare again!"

Yan Fei laughed: "Your reluctance is not enough, remember, you need to be cautious. You have ways to gather information, so pay attention to it. If others ask about me and you don’t inform me in advance, I will go to your house!"

Just looking at Yan’s smile sent chills down Xiao Guo’s spine. But at this point, rejecting wouldn’t be an option, so he nodded and prepared to climb onto the motorbike.

Heizi reproached: "Take off your clothes and place it under you. Don’t let your urine-soaked trousers touch my motorbike!"

Xiaoguo obediently took off his clothes, put them under him, climbed onto the motorbike, and was taken away...

When they had all left, Yan Fei looked at his motorcycle, at least this time they remembered to leave it behind for him.

He rode back to the cattle farm.

As for this matter, it was mostly over. Once Xiaoguo reported back, the old traitor would know that he could get away with minor misdeeds around Sancha River unless his family was audacious enough to risk broadcasting any more news.

What truly concerned him were those people from Japan.

Even the disabled man knew that these Japanese folks were interested in his ’secret recipe’. It appeared he truly needed to be more vigilant!