Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 625

Chapter 625: Chapter 625

Although Yang Fan and Chen Zhong have never met, their paths crossed quite early on.

It’s just that Yang Fan never expected their enmity to arrive so suddenly in this manner.

In Chen Zhong’s eyes, he might just be a person not worth mentioning, someone who could be easily killed off.

In Yao Wei’s diary, Yang Fan saw many methods Lu Qiuyang used to kill people.

If even Lu Qiuyang didn’t regard human life, what more for Chen Zhong?

If nothing unexpected happens, Chen Zhong might just be Lu Qiuyang’s backer.

With Chen Zhong’s capability and tactics, he can indeed cover up a lot of things.

"You should know why he wants to kill me, right?" Yang Fan asked.

Lu Qiuyang gave a self-deprecating, bitter smile, "Bro, you’re a bit naive. People like them, how could they possibly tell us the reason? They don’t even say it directly when they speak of killing you; they’re worried we might hold onto something against them, they wouldn’t tell us lowly lackeys any more than necessary."

"If he doesn’t tell, you must have your own guesses, right? Let’s hear your speculation." said Yang Fan.

Yang Fan always maintained a certain level of skepticism towards Lu Qiuyang’s words; he couldn’t completely trust him.

If Chen Zhong trusts Lu Qiuyang exceptionally, he might have shared the reason.

There was a very classic line recently - Old Mo, I want to eat fish.

That Old Mo knows a lot of insider details.

"Speculation..." Lu Qiuyang repeated the word and then shook his head with a bitter smile, "Bro, it seems you don’t quite understand Chen Zhong. He’s very cautious, meticulous about even the smallest and most trivial details."

Yang Fan didn’t agree with this; if someone is truly cautious, how could they leave such crucial evidence in their phone without deleting it?

The details of a person’s habits can expose many issues.

Given such a habit, Chen Zhong definitely was not a person careful enough to mind every little detail.

"Is that what you think?" Yang Fan asked.

Lu Qiuyang shook his head, "It’s not what I think, but what he is truly like."

"But I happen to have the opposite opinion. Should I trust myself or what you say?" Yang Fan asked teasingly.

Lu Qiuyang’s expression froze for a moment, "Impossible, Chen Zhong is definitely not a person who is careless and negligent."

Yang Fan said calmly: "No worries, you can waste time all you want, it’s your own life you’re wasting."

Lu Qiuyang’s expression was solemn, accompanied by some barely noticeable panic.

After all, he was someone who had been through rough waters and didn’t take human life seriously, so this level of composure was exceptional. It’s rare for someone to remain this calm with both wrists slit open.

"Bro, let’s just assume Chen Zhong is someone who overlooks problems," Lu Qiuyang said, "but he’s extremely meticulous with us lackeys. Even when arranging tasks for us, it’s all done through hints, and sometimes we’re clueless about what exactly needs to be done, to what extent, forcing us to probe indirectly by asking his secretary."

"If anyone truly understands Chen Zhong, aside from his wife, I reckon it’s only his secretary. Bro, even if you really kill me today, I still don’t know the reason you’re after, I have no guesses."

"This matter, you really should ask yourself, what grievances do you have with Chen Zhong, you must have some idea."

"There are too many reasons, and I can’t specifically pinpoint which one it might be," Yang Fan said.

Lu Qiuyang was taken aback.

Too many reasons...

He never would have imagined hearing such an answer from Yang Fan’s mouth.

Before dealing with Yang Fan, he had actually done quite a bit of homework and had a very thorough understanding of Yang Fan.

A commoner who once roamed the mountains and now runs a small shop, with no money or power.

On the surface, he wouldn’t have any interaction with Chen Zhong, let alone be someone who could cause Chen Zhong trouble.

But Chen Zhong had demanded that he must make sure Yang Fan was so dead he couldn’t be deader, taking every useful thing in his house back with them.

Meanwhile, Yang Fan also told him that there were many grudges between him and Chen Zhong.

Indeed, appearances can be deceiving.

What the hell does this guy do behind the scenes?

Lu Qiuyang was now firmly convinced that all things Yang Fan showed on the surface were a disguise, but in reality, there must be another identity; he definitely isn’t just a shopkeeper who trades in mountain goods.

Lu Qiuyang’s eyelids suddenly narrowed as he blurted out, "Bro, I just remembered something fierce. Not only did Chen Zhong ask us to kill you, but we also have to figure out a way to take all the valuable stuff from your house back, excluding the medicinal herbs and mountain goods."

"You see, you do know some things. It’s good that you’ve finally bothered to remember," Yang Fan said with a cold laugh.

About the reason why Chen Zhong wanted to kill him, Yang Fan was just hesitating between two things.

One was that Chen Zhong had found out about his relationship with Zhang Yulan, after all, nothing angers a man like stealing his wife.

Given Chen Zhong’s identity, upon discovering this, he would kill him without asking for any reason, which is indeed very consistent with his identity and his style.

The other was the phones that Chen Zhong had lost.

He couldn’t do anything to Zhang Yulan, but he could find a way to get to Yang Fan.

And with Chen Zhong’s capabilities, it wouldn’t be difficult to investigate and find Yang Fan.

This was something Yang Fan was initially quite worried about, but later it gradually slipped his mind.

Now with Lu Qiuyang’s words, Yang Fan basically figured out the reason.

It was those lost phones.

Chen Zhong wanted to find those things!

Lu Qiuyang said bitterly, "It’s not that I didn’t want to tell you, I truly didn’t remember. I just carefully recalled Chen Zhong’s personality, and that’s when it suddenly came to me."

"Think again, is there anything else that you’ve accidentally forgotten?" Yang Fan asked.

Lu Qiuyang shook his head, "Bro, there really isn’t anything else now."

"Some things, like what exactly I did for Chen Zhong, I remember all that. But if you’re asking about this, you might as well just kill me now, it’s all the same death, no difference."

Yang Fan did have such a thought just now.

But, indeed, it seemed unnecessary.

With Yao Wei’s diaries, whether Lu Qiuyang spoke or not, the outcome would be similar.

Once inside a cell, whatever needs to be said, he would naturally say it.

As long as there’s concrete evidence to arrest someone, there were ways to get him to talk.

"I only ask about what’s related to me, I don’t care about the rest," Yang Fan said, shaking his head, "You can think it over thoroughly with ease; you really don’t have much life left anyway."

Lu Qiuyang’s plump face instantly became somber, "Bro, I really don’t know anymore."