Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 565

Chapter 565: Chapter 565

When Old Zhou declared with absolute certainty that he was talking about a kidnapping, Yang Fan suddenly found the seafood in his hands lost its appeal, and the beer tasted bland.

He looked at Old Zhou with disbelief and asked seriously, "Old Zhou, you’re joking with me, right?"

"What joke? I’m very serious, and I’ve already made a preliminary plan," Old Zhou said gravely.

Yang Fan: ...

He felt like he was going mad.

"Old Zhou, I know that the divorce might have been a big shock to you, but we should still be rational when doing things. It’s hard enough just getting close to that guy Bi Gang, let alone kidnap him—that’s like asking for death. Behave, don’t be foolish!" Yang Fan said.

Old Zhou snorted and gestured grandiosely, "What are you thinking? How could a divorce possibly upset me? I’m not doing this to win back your sister-in-law or to save our marriage or anything like that; it’s completely out of the question. The reason I’m doing this is simply because your former sister-in-law and I lived together for a while. Although the marriage is over, there are still some feelings there."

"Put yourself in my shoes; it’s something no man can tolerate, right? If it were you, you definitely wouldn’t stand by and do nothing. You would certainly act heroically and lend a hand, right?"

"That’s true, but if I were to lend a hand, I’d definitely have to look at the actual situation first," Yang Fan said in a muffled voice.

Kidnapping Bi Gang, that’s just nonsense.

Seeing the deep skepticism in Yang Fan’s eyes, Old Zhou said somewhat helplessly, "Fanzi, I’m not as foolish as you think, nor am I crazy. My life is really carefree right now. If I were to reunite with her, then I’d truly be insane. I’m not that upset at all. How about you listen to the rest of what I have to say first?"

"Go on!"

Yang Fan decided to listen and see what kind of a ’brilliant’ plan could come out of his crow’s mouth.

"Come on, let’s have a drink first," Old Zhou raised his glass towards Yang Fan and shook it.

"Just go ahead and talk, do you think I can still drink with what you’ve just said?" Yang Fan said speechlessly.

The lofty scheme proposed by Old Zhou had his mind all in a whirl, leaving him with no mood to drink.

If it were about ambushing Bi Gang or something, giving him a good thrashing until he was half-dead, Yang Fan would have found that feasible.

Hit and run, and there might actually be a chance of success.

But kidnapping...

That was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Seeing that Yang Fan didn’t clink glasses, Old Zhou took a big gulp on his own and then said, "This matter, actually, is not as complicated as you think, as long as we plan properly."

"Bi Gang must have protection around him; there’s no doubt about that after all the bad things he’s done, he definitely wouldn’t trust his own safety. But no matter how cautious he is, there must still be times when he’s alone."

"That’s the opportunity we need to seize, then figure out a way to take him. I own a piece of land in the suburbs, and I’ve been unsure about what to do with it, so it’s just fenced with a tin shed on it."

"After we get Bi Gang, we’ll take him there. If you’re worried about getting dirty, you don’t have to do a thing; I’ll handle it and make sure to tame him properly, make him spill all the bad things he’s done."

"Once we reach that stage, the task will be halfway done. All we need to do next is find solid evidence, and then we can deal with Bi Gang and put him in a ’steel house’."

Yang Fan silently covered his forehead, thinking that this guy was a real character.

With such a large business, why was his plan so casual?

"Old Zhou, be honest with me, how did you ever get your business off the ground?" Yang Fan asked, feeling somewhat despondent.

Old Zhou didn’t get what Yang Fan meant and asked suspiciously, "It just got off the ground, what’s the problem? Kidnapping has nothing to do with doing business."

"I’m mainly questioning your intelligence," Yang Fan said. "Look, your plan seems pretty comprehensive at first glance, but what about the critical stuff? You gloss over the most important details, how do you expect to succeed?"

"There will definitely be chances for Bi Gang to be alone, but how are you going to take him away? If that step fails, everything else is in vain, completely useless."

Old Zhou laughed, "That isn’t as complicated as you think. I can get ahold of a very special drug; all it takes is a few seconds of inhalation to knock him out. After that, all we need to do is choose the right strategy to take him away, since we never know where he might be alone."

Yang Fan had the unfortunate chance of seeing this special drug mentioned by Old Zhou the night before.

It should be the same type.

"I didn’t realize you have Divine Skills, getting your hands on such banned substances." Yang Fan mockingly commented, "Fine then, let’s assume we’ve managed to knock Bi Gang out successfully somewhere. How are you planning to transport him out?"

"That’s about adapting to the circumstances." Old Zhou said with a smile, "Wherever he passes out, that’s how we’ll move him. Like if it’s a restroom, a cleaning cart can do the job. If it’s in front of a crowd, although it’s more challenging, we can still pull a distraction, purposely provoke Bi Gang, draw away his bodyguards, and create a chance for us to escape."

"Plans are made by people adapting to specific situations; we can’t be rigid."

Yang Fan nodded, "I guess your explanation passes, but then how can you be so sure you can pry something substantial from Bi Gang’s mouth? People like him who live on the edge aren’t easy to crack, right?"

"It’s definitely not easy, but it’s also not too hard," Old Zhou chuckled, "If he knows we don’t dare to kill him, no matter the torture, he’ll never speak. That’s for sure."

"So from the start, we have to break his psychological defenses, prepare a room that looks bloody and terrifying. I’ll buy some goats in advance, slaughter them, bag them up, and stack them in the room, splashing some blood on the walls. Next to it, I’ll set up a crude surgical table with some tools on it, throw the guts straight into the garbage can and place it in a conspicuous spot for him to see."

"During the interrogation, we won’t mention a word about your former sister-in-law’s issue, we’ll just ask him for money. He’ll definitely suspect our identity, but it doesn’t matter, we’ll just coldly tell him to guess who he might have offended. After making fun of him, we can start leading the conversation."

"Once the conversation heads in the right direction, I can gradually coax the information we need out of him. Once the evidence is in our hands, won’t that wrap the matter up perfectly?"