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Chapter 102 The Third World (Analysis)

 Maifan read the newspaper's report several times before folding it and tucking it under his armpit, and waved his hand to a rickshaw.

Sitting in the car, Maifan began to think about the details of the report.

Through detailed interpretation, he made a reassuring judgment.

No one linked it to a school that had nothing to do with this assassination.

Also, the report also pointed out that the assassination was jointly participated by two different organizations.

Mai Fan wanted to analyze the clues in detail, but the driver who pulled the car stopped the car and said to Mai Fan: "Mr., you are here the first place you are going to, but the study is not open."

Mai Fan looked at the door of Chaosiwen's study at the rickshaw Douli. Usually at this time, the aroma of croissants should have begun to float at the entrance of the study.

But now, the door is locked and the iron window is closed.

The boss who always wears a long gown and gold-rimmed glasses and is busy in front of the bookshelf did not appear in the study today...

Probably, I went to avoid the limelight.

Maifan's tone was full of regret: "That's it, let's pull the car to school."

The coachman responded, and the ringtone on the armrest jingled, and Maifan's car headed in a distant direction like a gust of wind.

The coachman's journey was good. When the car stopped at the entrance of the campus, Mai Fan rarely arrived early.

He picked up a bag of cakes in the Chinese dim sum shop outside the campus, then picked up a bottle of Coca-Cola from the foreign goods shop next to him, walked to the small church behind the campus, and sat down to eat and drink.

Until the bell rang in the playground three times, the male and female protagonists he wanted to meet by chance and the main backbone of the Fenqing Society... did not appear here.

Mai Fan knew that the words he said to Wang Wei last night had been put into practice by the other party.

This male classmate must have contacted the person he should contact overnight and blocked the person he should.

At this time, Maifan had no more back.

He should no longer be in danger because he has any entanglements with the male and female protagonists of this world.

Thinking of this, Mai Fan felt relieved. He patted the snacks on his body and rushed towards the classroom.

When passing by the classroom window, he stood by the window where the male and female protagonists were for a while.

He looked at the male and female protagonists who were looking at him and took a gun and fired.

The two people opposite the window, as if they were hiding from some plague, lowered their heads in unison.

Maifan smiled proudly.

"Maifan!"

On the other end of the corridor, Wang Wei waved to him.

He took back his smile and walked towards the other party. The two walked to the corner downstairs. Maifan asked strangely: "What's the matter? Didn't you agree not to meet again?"

Wang Wei was so angry that he pretended to be stupid. He reached out to Mai Fan: "Have you forgotten something? Return the gun to me?"

Mai Fan picked up a serious expression: "Throw it into the Huangpu River."

"If I were really brought into the club yesterday, do you think I can still stand here and talk to you?"

"I thought about it before entering the field. Throwing the gun into the Huangpu River is the best solution."

"I know, what you're going to say next."

Speaking of this, Mai Fan took out an embroidered purse from his arms, and pinched out a piece of cash with gold foil from it, Ben handed it to Wang Wei: "No, this is my usual pocket money, this is enough for you to buy another gun in the black market."

"Just treat it as I'm with you, don't be polite!"

After saying that, Mai Fan stuffed the gray-yellow ticket into Wang Wei's hand.

Wang Wei opened it and saw that the promissory note read: Dayang is one hundred yuan.

This money is indeed a gun.

But…….

Wang Wei hadn't spoken yet, Mai Fan was even more anxious than him.

"Hey hey, I'm late for class. I've given you the money. Let's clear the two of us!" After saying that, Mai Fan bent down, walked out, climbed the stairs, and ran away without looking back.

He choked Wang Wei, and he didn't say the second half of the sentence: One hundred dollars is not enough to buy a pistol!

The price on the market is now that you can only buy a rifle for 100 yuan. The pistol he got for Maifan is 200 yuan.

But judging from the speed of the other party's escape, I guess he can't pay the final amount.

Well, just treat it as the last cut made with his classmate.

...

In fact, Wang Wei didn't know at all that there was more than that change in Maifan's wallet.

He brought a lot of cash bills like this today, but it was not prepared for him, Wang Wei.

What did Maifan do with the money?

After the bell rang during the break, he rolled his schoolbag and ran out of the campus, heading straight to Lao Fengxiang in the commercial street.

Mai Fan chose the store for a long time and wrapped a very large gift box inside. Then he turned around and headed for Qing Qianzhai again.

On the street where Qing Qianzhai is located, there are small buildings in this business.

It is also the most deserted time on the street.

Maifan's car was parked in front of Qing Qianzhai's door, and the servant guarding the door yawned and opened the door for the young guest.

Mai Fan did not give someone a special guide. He opened Hua Yingying's door by himself and was greeted by a little girl with a look of surprise.

"Master Mai, why are you here now?"

Mai Fan put the gift box and wallet on the table and waved to Hua Yingying.

"I'll fulfill my promise."

"No, these are all yours. See if you like it or not. After reading it, I will call your mother Feng over. I have a few words to remind her."

Hua Yingying was a little confused and first pinched the wallet that Mai Fan pushed towards her.

As soon as she opened the purse, layers of silver notes emerged from her pocket.

"What is this Brother Xiaofan?"

Mai Fan didn't say anything, and pushed down the square brocade box and said to Hua Yingying: "You open this again and see, this is what you like more."

Hua Yingying paused, then picked up the box again.

"Bang!" The lid of the red brocade silk was opened by her...

The box of golden light almost flashed her Apricot eyes.

"Wow! The phoenix head hairpin."

Inside the box is a heavy hairpin with four ounces of weight. In front of the phoenix's mouth, there is also a gem the size of a fingernail.

It was a big price at first glance.

Mai Fan said: "Passing by Lao Fengxiang, I saw that you like it, so I bought it casually."

“As for the money in the purse, it was my promise that night.

And the hairpin in this box is my joy for you."

"I'm leaving. I don't want you to say ruthlessness before leaving."

"Yingying, you always call me Brother Xiaofan. Then listen to Brother Xiaofan's advice. If you have a place to go, find a way to redeem yourself."

"The money in my bag is used to cover your flower house for a whole year, and it is rich."
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