Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 900 - 496: The Person Stays and the Car Stays Too_2

Chapter 900: Chapter 496: The Person Stays and the Car Stays Too_2

In recent years, there has been a trend in opening schools, particularly martial arts schools. When it comes to the most famous school, it’s Yucai Education School; many schools adopt this name. I don’t know how it started, but nowadays, people in Wancheng City joke that even the local detention center is called Yucai School.

As soon as the young man mentioned this, everyone found it to be even more amusing.

Yan Fei wasn’t in a rush to take the man back either. The guy had just had a crash, so he thought it would be better to let him come to his senses a bit more before moving on. If he presented any complications on the way back, it would unwarrantedly give him an excuse to be released on medical parole!

As the conversation went on, a young man brought up Yan Fei’s motorcycle, "Bro, your bike is awesome! No wonder you’re the only one who chases down escapees. Even if this fellow didn’t crash into the ditch, he wouldn’t have had a chance to get away! By the way, I haven’t asked for your esteemed name yet. It must have been tough to get a license plate for this bike, right?"

Yan Fei was upfront, "I’m Yan Fei, and the cattle ranch we just talked about is mine. As for the license plate, I didn’t handle that myself. It was a gift from the county after we caught a group stealing oil."

As soon as the name Boss Yan was mentioned, the attitude of these young men changed immediately. Sancha River Town is adjacent to this county, and Heizi and his buddy from the brick factory used to come here to gamble.

The two towns that are next to Sancha River and belong to this county—almost everyone with a bit of reputation knows each other. Take Zhou Dalian, for instance, who is quite notorious; mention his name here, and as long as it’s someone involved in the underworld, they definitely know who he is.

So, one could imagine, Boss Yan, who has more clout than Zhou Dalian, is even more well-known around here.

Yan Fei wasn’t like Zhou Dalian, who made friends all over the place for no reason. He was well-known in the area, but not many people actually knew him. Now that they met him in person, and since he had been quite friendly, a group of young men couldn’t help their curiosity. They started asking about his cattle ranch and how he made his business so successful—they were really enthusiastic.

Having met them, Yan Fei was also willing to make more acquaintances. Since they weren’t far away, it was always beneficial to know more people. He did know a few from this county who came to buy beef, but not many others.

After chatting for a while and seeing it was approaching noon, a few young men insisted on taking him to lunch. He politely refused with a laugh, "This fellow is almost fully awake by now, so I better take him back quickly. As for the car you guys pulled out, don’t bother bringing it back; let the people from the Provincial City figure it out when they arrive. Those folks who lost the prisoner during the transfer are probably not going to fare well when they return, so don’t be shy—make sure to charge them the tow fee!"

Even if they didn’t charge for the damaged guardrail, pulling a car out of a ditch should warrant some compensation for their hard work in the sun. Besides, they had been managing the accident site for half the day, so helping tow the car for free was out of the question, right?

The young men understood the situation perfectly and were about to help pull the man out. Yan Fei stopped them and searched the car, retrieving the case that contained the weapons. He handed the case to Young Master, then called the young man with the camera over, "One stone, two birds—take a picture of this too so I can let them carry it back later!"

Once he opened the case, Young Master, who had been hanging his head low, became agitated and began to shout, "I had no idea there were weapons in this car, I didn’t know, you can’t frame me..."

Yan Fei sneered, "No one’s framing you. With so many witnesses here, how could we possibly frame you?"

"Exactly, no one’s accusing or threatening you. Everyone saw that it was from a car you stole. Don’t move, sit tight, or else we’ll have to take action!" the young man with the camera said sternly, aiming his camera at Young Master.

A few others helped to restrain him, and noticing that he couldn’t struggle free, Young Master glared at everyone viciously, nearly exuding enough malice to poison them.

Unfortunately for him, these people were not intimidated by his gambit—what did being from Provincial City matter? After all, they went by the motto, "Barefooted aren’t afraid of those with shoes." Besides, with Boss Yan backing them up, they doubted he had the influence to put all the witnesses on a hit list and seek revenge on each one later...

Once the photos were taken, they watched as Yan Fei rode off on his motorcycle with the captive in tow. They stopped a tractor, preparing to tow the car out, and even discussed how much to charge for the tow.

Yan Fei left those concerns behind. When he got back to the cattle ranch, Brother De and his crew had lost their appetite, just sitting there dry and waiting.

He didn’t make it harder for them, considering that their problems were not minor and they would inevitably face discipline. Although the gun had been recovered, the car they drove out in good condition was now battered and stuck in a roadside ditch; even if they could somehow drive it back, they were not going to have a good time.

"Wen Zheng, you should take these guys back first! Hurry and report to the higher-ups that the prisoner and the car and gun have all been recovered. Report it early so they can rest easy," Yan Fei first instructed Wen Zheng and the others from the police station.

Then he turned to Brother De’s group and said, "I see you’re anxious to get back, so I won’t delay you any further for lunch. Your car is at the toll station, and it’s uncertain if it’s drivable. That convict seems quite vicious; it’s better if we keep him here with us!"

Upon hearing this, Young Master became frantic, "Brother De, Brother De, you can’t abandon me! If you don’t take me back, how will you... account for this?"