Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 251 - 250: Hang Up the Phone, Then Hang Up Again

Chapter 251: Chapter 250: Hang Up the Phone, Then Hang Up Again

Bai Bo sat next to the telephone, staring at it, waiting for it to ring.

Laosan squatted on the side, chewing on a popsicle and said indistinctly, "Big Brother, Laoer wouldn’t make a move until tonight; it’s just after five, there couldn’t be news this soon."

Bai Bo shook his head: "Laoer is anxious to return; we cannot wait until night."

Chewing on the ice, Laosan said, "No worries Big Brother, all our brothers outside have come back, we’re fine... I’m just worried Laoer might mistake someone again."

Hearing this, Bai Bo also unconsciously started to worry.

Laoer’s habit of misidentifying people indeed causes delays...

He hadn’t worried for long when the telephone suddenly rang.

Bai Bo immediately threw all his worries to the back of his mind; the phone had only rung twice when he picked it up, "Hello, how did it go?"

He was so anxious, he didn’t even wait to ask who it was.

A light, cheerful laughter came from the other end.

It was the voice of a girl.

Crisp and pleasant, like a mountain spring.

Yet, Bai Bo felt his heart sink to the bottom.

He closed his eyes briefly, trying to keep his tone steady as he asked, "Sister Lin? Is that you?"

"Hehe, of course it’s me, who else would it be?" Lin Nianhe’s light laughter reached Bai Bo’s ears, "Talking about your second brother?"

Bai Bo’s expression stiffened.

As he recognized Lin Nianhe’s voice, he still harbored that last bit of hope, hoping she was calling him by coincidence and that she hadn’t encountered Laoer yet.

But now...

"Brother-in-law, that’s not very noble of you, if you needed something, couldn’t you have just called me? Sending fifty men to find me all of a sudden, you scared me to death."

Bai Bo gulped.

The other party had accurately mentioned the number of people, which could only mean—

"What have you done to Laoer and the others?"

Lin Nianhe chuckled back in response, "What do you think I might have done to them?"

Bai Bo fell silent.

He closed his eyes, trying hard to figure out exactly who Lin Nianhe was.

Lin Nianhe didn’t give him much time to think, saying calmly, "You want to see me, and I just happen to want to see you too. But I’ve been too lazy to move recently, why don’t you come to Lan County?"

"Hah," Bai Bo let out a laugh, "I can’t go."

No matter what Lin Nianhe’s identity was, he simply couldn’t go to Lan County right now.

Lin Nianhe just hummed with no semblance of anger, only continuing flatly, "Two days from now, at this time, if I don’t see you, those fifty guys are getting executed."

"You..."

Bai Bo really wanted to say, you think I’m easily frightened?

But Lin Nianhe didn’t even give him a chance to speak and hung up the phone directly.

Bai Bo held the receiver, the words choked up in his throat made it hard for him to breathe.

Lin Nianhe paid the phone bill and leisurely strolled out of the post office swinging her hand.

No one was waiting for her on the road, so she headed straight back to Su Yuncheng’s house.

She had only been sitting in the courtyard for a short while when Zhou Xu came back.

He asked, "Sister Lin, can Bai Bo really come?"

Peeling pine nuts, Lin Nianhe replied, "Of course not, so you guys must keep those people well secured."

"Fine, don’t worry, Fatty is best at surveillance, he will keep an eye on them, there won’t be any issues," Zhou Xu assured fervently, but then hesitated slightly, "It’s just the matter of their meals... you know, that place only allows entry and not exit, we don’t have enough manpower."

With over thirty people plus those fifty, they truly could not spare anyone to deliver food. They couldn’t possibly go without food and drink, could they?

Lin Nianhe said, "Don’t worry, I live close by, I’ll bring food for you guys."

"Alright," Zhou Xu nodded and then said, "The clinic said Wu Genmao is fine, his arm is reattached too."

"That’s good." Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief. She threw the pine nut shells into a tin can used as a trash bin in the corner, brushed the fragments off her hands, and said to him, "I’ll leave the clinic in your hands, I need to head back to the brigade first."

"I’ll walk you."

"Um... alright, thanks for your trouble."

...

Two days later.

Bai Bo rubbed his cheeks, uncertainly asking, "Are you sure you checked thoroughly? Not in prison, not at the police station, and not in Lan County?"

"Yes," Laosan frowned, "Laoer and the others haven’t returned since they left Lan County."

Bai Bo chewed his cheek, his mind turning slowly after not sleeping for two days.

Laosi gently reminded from the side, "Boss, if Lin Nianhe is with the Public Security, those are the only places she could send Laoer and the others if they capture them."

Bai Bo squinted his bloodshot eyes, muttered to himself, "Where could she have taken Laoer then?"

Two days had passed, and neither of the two men from Wu Genmao had called him again. Clearly, they were also under Lin Nianhe’s control.

Laosan glanced at Laosi, shaking his head: "If she’s not with Public Security, how could she have captured Laoer and the others? She’s just a girl, what, she has a gun or something?"

Laosi wasn’t upset by the rebuttal, reminding again, "Laosan, don’t forget, she’s from Beijing. According to the boss’s earlier deductions, her goods come from the north... It’s not strange for someone dealing in that sort of business to have anything."

Laosan fell silent.

Laosi added, "If she really isn’t with the Public Security, then Laoer and the others are in danger."

Bai Bo listened to their conversation, his brows twisted in a knot.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling—"

The phone rang again.

Bai Bo shuddered all over, reaching for the receiver.

"Hello?"

"Looks like you don’t really want to see me, so let’s just end our cooperation here."

Lin Nianhe’s light voice reached Bai Bo’s ears.

He tightened his eyes. "Where are my brothers?"

Lin Nianhe matter-of-factly replied, "Torn up the ticket."

Bai Bo slammed his hand down, his movements so forceful that the telephone shook.

He yelled into the phone, "What bastard told you to tear up the ticket?"

Lin Nianhe: "You, the bastard, told me to tear up the ticket."

Bai Bo’s eyes turned blood-red, staring at the grey wall, fuming with anger.

Two days ago, she said if she didn’t see him in two days, she’d tear up the ticket.

Now, she told him, she had done just that.

Bai Bo glanced at his watch subconsciously; it was 6:30, an hour later than when she had called him two days ago.

The timing was just right.

Lin Nianhe chuckled lightly, continuing, "Bai Bo, you don’t think I’m in this business because I’m into fasting and prayer, do you? I gave you a chance, but you’re no use to me, so I just have to follow the rules."

Her tone was unflustered, as if fifty lives in her eyes were mere ants of no consequence.

Bai Bo felt his throat parched, he clenched his fists against the desk, baring a grin, "Sister, well done!"

"Oh?" Lin Nianhe’s voice was teasing, "You’re not going to tell me that your brothers acted on their own this time?"

Bai Bo ground his knuckles into the desk, squeezing out a "Yes" through his teeth.

His mind raced, trying to deduce how to explain himself.

He was eager to reason; Lin Nianhe simply couldn’t care less to listen.

She drawled, "It’s not impossible to continue our partnership, but I want an extra thirty percent of the profits from my merchandise, and fifteen percent of your net profits, settled monthly. I want to see the books... if you want to keep working together, come find me in Lan County to discuss; I’ll only wait for you three days."

With a "Click," the phone once again disconnected.