How Does This Look Like a Centenarian?!
Only the grandfather and grandson had been to the old mansion.
presumably
His grandfather would have noticed something, right?
He could go to his grandfather to understand the situation.
Chen Peng had an idea in his mind, so he didn't waste any time. He turned to look at Little Qian and patted him on the shoulder. Then, he said to the other policemen,"Little Qian and I will go out for a while. You guys continue interrogating him here until he speaks.”
After saying that, he looked at the other policemen and nodded.
He brought Little Qian out of the interrogation room.
As soon as he came out, Little Qian looked at Chen Peng with a puzzled expression and asked,"Brother Chen, what are we going to do?”
"Go to Lin Sen's house."
Chen Peng did not hide anything and said very directly,"I plan to find Old Master Lin to understand the situation. Perhaps I can get some unexpected gains.”
"Good idea, Brother Chen!"
Little Qian's eyes lit up and he immediately ran out of the police station."I'll drive the car over!"
......
Lin Sen's home address was recorded in the information collected by the Information Department.
They were in a village on the outskirts of Yan City. It was quite a distance away from the police station. Qian Qian drove Chen Peng for half an hour before they arrived at the village.
"Old Master Lin is already over a hundred years old. You have to speak softly when you go in. Be polite and don't be so careless.”
Chen Peng got out of the car and walked towards Lin Sen's house. He kept reminding Little Qian. Seeing that they were about to reach Lin Sen's house, he finally reminded him,"Remember, we're here to invite Old Master Lin.”
Lin Sen's home was a typical small farmhouse.
There was not only a self-built bungalow in the spacious courtyard, but also various small vegetables and Chinese toon trees. The wooden veranda was also wrapped with loofah vines and grape vines.
"Pa-!"
"Pa-!"
“......”
A series of dull sounds came from the courtyard.
Chen Peng and Little Qian stood at the door and looked into the courtyard curiously through the open door.
Beside a thick Chinese toon tree, there was an old man.
This old man had a head of white hair, but his face was not wrinkled. He had a kind expression, and his body was tall and straight. He was in high spirits and was practicing a set of fist techniques.
In their eyes.
His movements were clean and nimble, powerful and imposing!
The sound came from his moves!
"Good skills!"
Little Qian could not help but sigh. Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes suddenly widened. He pointed at the Chinese toon tree beside the old man and cursed,"F * ck, could it be that this old man left it behind when he was practicing?!”
Before Chen Peng could nod in agreement with Little Qian's " good skills ", he looked carefully in the direction he was pointing.
One after another, faint marks appeared on the trunk of the Chinese toon tree.
It looked like a palm print!
Seeing this, he was first shocked, then he shook his head in annoyance.
"I've been led astray by your surprise.”
"Have you watched too many martial arts movies?" Chen Peng asked. A palm print was different from a fist print. Even a martial arts expert could not make a palm print on a tree, let alone this old man. This was most likely the effect of the tree bark's texture under the sunlight.”
Hearing what he said, Little Qian looked at it carefully again. The more he looked, the more he felt that it seemed to be what he said.
That's right!
Just an old man!
No matter how good his moves were…
It was just that his moves were good. What power could it have?
He immediately lost interest in continuing his research. He scratched his head awkwardly and smiled awkwardly.
"Brother Chen, it seems to be as you said.”
"Alright, alright, don't forget why we're here.”
Chen Peng waved his hand and brought Little Qian to the door. He then knocked on the door.
"Dong dong dong-"
The three sounds were neither light nor heavy, and were very restrained.
At the same time as the knock on the door sounded.
The banging sounds in the courtyard also stopped abruptly.
The old man slowly walked towards the door. When he saw Chen Peng and Little Qian standing outside the door in police uniforms, his face revealed some surprise."My two young comrades, what can I do for you?”
His voice was loud and full of energy. It sounded more like the voice of a middle-aged man.
Little Qian was stunned for a moment and subconsciously blurted out,"We're here to look for Lin Huaijin, Old Master Lin.”
"I am."
The old man smiled and pointed at himself.
These three simple words made Chen Peng and Little Qian's eyes widen in shock.
This old man was Old Master Lin?
When Chen Peng and Little Qian saw the old man, they thought he was only in his seventies. They did not think that he was Lin Huaijin at all. After all, let alone a centenarian, even the elderly in their eighties or nineties had difficulty moving. How could they be like him?
Not to mention that his legs were nimble and his body was strong
That set of punches just now was so powerful!
He didn't look like a centenarian at all!
Chen Peng and Little Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The person they were looking for was right in front of them!
At this moment, Lin Huaijin's voice rang in their ears again.
"Little comrades, don't stand outside. Come in and sit first.”
As he spoke, Lin Huaijin turned around and walked into the courtyard. At the same time, he asked,"Why are you looking for me?”
"Old Master Lin, slow down."
Chen Peng quickly went forward and held Lin Huaijin politely. Then, he said very seriously,"We're here to ask you a few questions and understand the situation.”
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