Chapter Thirty-Seven Return

  "Old master, if you let him go out to buy some vegetables and take a stroll around, that's no problem. But he's under arrest, and if he doesn't show up for ten days or half a month, I...I won't be able to hold on!"

  Hu Baoguo was really anxious, although he was not very satisfied with his current job and was not very careful, but the escape of the criminal was a very serious incident, and the superiors would necessarily investigate the responsibilities of all personnel.

  If this leads to Hu Bao Guo's previous partiality and arbitrariness towards Qin Feng, his police uniform might be stripped off. Hu Bao Guo isn't particularly concerned about the job, but if the old hero of Lao Shan is disciplined and dismissed, he would lose face.

  "Aren't you unhappy with what you're doing? If so, then just quit."

  This is not a personal disciple, and the weight in Cai's heart is also different. Hu Baoguo was so anxious, but Lao Yezi pretended not to see it, stretching out his hand to grab the tobacco pouch on the bedside.

  "Old master, you can't let him go like this! If Qin Feng really runs away, he'll be finished for the rest of his life!"

  Hu Baoguo's voice dropped, and he carefully filled a bag of tobacco for Zai Yi, saying in a low voice: "Old man, you eat more salt than I eat rice, can't you come up with an idea for me?"

  He Baoguo lit a cigarette and took a drag, saying: "What's the big deal? Isn't Chinese New Year approaching? Can't Qin Feng just go to another detention center for exchange and learning?"

  Having been in prison for nearly thirty years, Zai has a clear understanding of the contradictions between the two sides. Although every year emphasizes the need to strengthen vigilance during the Spring Festival, in reality, the management of prisons becomes much more relaxed during this time.

  "What? How come I didn't think of this?! Old man, you're right! Let's do it this way!"

  Hu Baoguo's eyes lit up as soon as he heard this, the few people in custody were all underage youths, they had to undergo some labor reform while also learning knowledge from outside their peers.

  Every year before and after the Spring Festival, various juvenile reformatories will have some activities for advanced young offenders to learn and exchange, such as last year's Spring Festival gala in Shishi Juvenile Reformatory, which was jointly organized by Ruprov Juvenile Reformatory.

  This year, the Shandong Provincial Juvenile Offender Detention Centre has sent a letter, hoping that some advanced individuals from the Shi City Juvenile Offender Detention Centre can go there to give exchange reports, and Hu Baoguo has agreed.

  Qin Feng has a special talent for playing the piano, and it's all practiced within the juvenile detention center, which is a great highlight.

  Hu Baoguo had originally planned to bring Qin Feng and a few others along in another half month, but now that Qin Feng has run off on his own, Hu Baoguo can only make do with this matter.

  "After thinking about the feasibility of this matter, Hu Baoguo said: 'Old man, it's just this method. I can only guarantee that I won't leak within ten days. After this time, I really have no way.'"

  He nodded and said: "Fifteen days, if he doesn't come back within fifteen days, you can say he ran away halfway, at most it's just a disciplinary action!"

  After giving Hu Baoguo a good idea, Zai Zhe pointed to the "幽兰竹石图" hanging on the wall and said: "Alright, take this thing away, exchange it for some money and buy more medicine with the prescription I gave you!"

  After hearing Zai's words, Hu Baoguo smiled wryly and looked at the old man on the bed, saying: "Old man, the things here... are almost all sold out, is it... worth it?"

  Others may not know, but Hu Baoguo is clear in his heart that for more than half a year, Zai Yi has sold all the antiques in this house, selling more than 1.5 million yuan.

  In the early 1990s, although households with annual incomes of ￥10,000 were common, those with ￥100,000 or more were extremely rare.

  It's just that the over 10 million doesn't seem like a lot, but the medical bill opened by Zai Yi is a bottomless pit. Just one course of medication for soaking the body costs 400,000 to 500,000 yuan, so the over 10 million can only last for more than half a year.

  "I'm already half-buried in the ground, what's the use of this money?"

  Zai Ye waved his hand and said, "Xiao Guozi, although I didn't take you in as my disciple, we still have some kind of master-disciple relationship. In the future, if possible, you should take good care of Qin Feng!"

  He said this, then paused for a moment, looked around the room and continued: "Xiao Guozi, I don't have anything to give you either. When I'm old, I'll give you this set of furniture. This thing is good stuff, and when you're short on money in the future, you can sell it."

  "Alas, I say old master, what's the point of saying these things? Just take care of your body, I'll go make you some medicine..."

  Hu Baoguo sighed, this age is an unbeatable killer for everyone. Thinking back to his childhood, the old man in front of him was once so majestic. Decades have passed, and now he's also in his twilight years.

  After decocting medicine for the elderly and chatting with Zai for a while, Hu Baoguo returned to the police station.

  In the early 1990s, the system of the Public Security Bureau was not so strict. Under the director responsibility system, Hu Baoguo did not need to report to anyone if he wanted to do something, and it was not difficult to handle this matter.

  He made a phone call to a sworn brother who had been with him in the Cat Ear Hole years ago, Hu Baoguo made a note on the duty registration book, and then called several squadron leaders under his command to hold a brief meeting.

  The Shandong Provincial Department of Public Security required the transformation of advanced elements through exchange, and several squadron leaders in the department also knew about it.

  So when Hu Baoguo suggested taking Qin Feng to a juvenile detention center in Henan Province where an old comrade-in-arms was located for exchange, no one raised any objections, and the matter was settled.

  As for when Hu Baoguo took Qin Feng away, the guards didn't pay much attention. What they didn't know was that Hu Baoguo did go to Henan Province, but only to drink with old comrades-in-arms.

  Hu Baoguo returned to Shicheng in a hurry after staying in Henan Province for a week. Of course, he didn't dare show up at the office and instead hid in his hometown in the countryside, waiting for Qin Feng to page him.

  These days that felt like years, Hu Da's wait was finally over on the tenth day. He received a call from Qin Feng and hastily drove to the train station to pick him up.

  "You little stinker, next time you dare to run away, I'll break your legs!"

  Looking at Qin Feng's human-like appearance, Hu Baoguo was so angry that he threw the prisoner's uniform to the back seat and said, "Don't you hurry up and change?"

  "Thanks, Master!" Qin Feng quietly took the clothes and changed out of his jacket before asking, "How's my master's body?"

  "Old man is fine, just don't provoke him to anger in the future." Hu Baoguo took a glance at Qin Feng from the rearview mirror and shook his head. Looking at this young man's tightly furrowed brows, he probably didn't get anything out of it.

  Hu Baoguo's guess was correct, Qin Feng's trip this time was indeed a complete failure.

  After escaping from the juvenile detention center, Qin Feng took off his police uniform and buried it in a place, then "borrowed" clothes and three small bowls from a household, and walked to the train station, where he set up a stall.

  Qin Feng's street stall was simple, with three bowls facing downwards and a stone placed in one of them. The player would then use their hands to swap the positions of the bowls, guessing which bowl had the stone to win or lose if they guessed incorrectly.

  Under Qin Feng's feet, there was a 100-yuan bill that looked very tempting. As the saying goes, "money can move people's hearts." Before long, a crowd of people gathered around the stall from all sides.

  After removing the mask from his face, Qin Feng looked like just a fifteen or sixteen year old kid. Many people thought they could take advantage of him, but after placing several bets, they discovered that it wasn't easy to win his money.

  After winning about 70 or 80 yuan, before the local thugs around the train station came to cause trouble, Qin Feng packed up and left, of course, he also had to take away the 100-yuan bill he drew himself.

  The reason for this is the agreement between Qin Feng and his master, he cannot use the thieving skills of the Thieves' Guild to steal money on this trip, but can only use the Thousand Doors technique, guessing the stone is just a simple trick.

  The word "cheat" is actually taking advantage of people's greedy psychology, and in front of Qin Feng, those who bet are undoubtedly giving him a send-off fee.