45 the Abyss Organization’s first deal? 1
Translator: 549690339
Finding Chen Shanhe was relatively easy.
He was once a big shot who frequently appeared in the news, and with a quick Baidu search, one could easily obtain his photo.
There were many people fishing around Mingyuan Lake. It took Lin Mo about half an hour to finally find Chen Shanhe under the shade of a secluded tree.
He appeared to be in his sixties or seventies, dressed simply and also wearing a mask and sun hat. If not for his bright eyes which hadn’t changed much from his youth, Lin Mo might have had a hard ti locating him.
At the sa ti,
when Lin Mo glanced at Chen Shanhe, he could clearly sense several gazes falling upon him from not far away.
Those watching him were wearing tight-fitting tactical clothes and had uniform crew cuts. They were sitting not far from Chen Shanhe, also pretending to fish.
But from their wandering eyes, it was apparent that they were not there for the fish, but rather were security personnel of so sort, much like Lin Mo.
This was quite normal; after all, the man was once a lord in Rakshasa City.
Even though he was now retired, he could still enjoy so treatnt that ordinary people couldn’t, and he likely held considerable power and influence in his hands.
Having a few plainclothes bodyguards or security guards around was also quite common.
Lin Mo ignored those stares, casually found a spot next to Chen Shanhe, and began setting up his fishing station.
First, he took out a small stool and then retrieved items such as a long pole, fishing rod, mainline, float, and hooks from his tackle box.
The shop owner had already tied the hooks for Lin Mo; he only needed to hang the line on the float to proceed to the next step—asuring the water depth.
This was indeed a technical task,
and the shop owner had explained a lot of ssy information to Lin Mo in detail, such as positioning the water depth bean, adjusting the float, and so on, which Lin Mo had not learned at all.
He simply resorted to the old thod he used as a child, letting the lead sink to the bottom and then gradually adjusting the position of the float until about five or six notches were visible.
This thod wasn’t precise, but it was barely adequate.
In fact, after listening to the shop owner for half a day, Lin Mo also realized sothing.
All kinds of fancy techniques might not be useful; the most crucial factors are still luck and the mood of the fish.
If one is lucky, even a child playing with a hand pole could catch sothing huge.
As Lin Mo was setting up his station, Chen Shanhe rely glanced at him and didn’t pay much attention.
And Lin Mo, from the start, just treated him like any ordinary old man fishing and had no plans to get chummy.
He had never t soone of this caliber; however, from watching TV dramas, he knew that such notable figures tended to be deep thinkers, and given the bodyguards present, it wouldn’t be good if his approach seed too deliberate.
All he wanted was to stay close to Chen Shanhe for a bit longer to see if he could activate the Intelligence System.
“Will that kind of situation appear tomorrow?”
“You get a piece of intelligence after Chen Shanhe gives you a glance while fishing…”
“Ha ha…”
Imagining what the Intelligence System might reveal tomorrow lightened Lin Mo’s mood considerably.
The bait was earthworms, no special preparation needed, just attach and start fishing.
The groundbait was a bit more troubleso,
like cooking, first by crushing the fernted paste, adding sesa oil, then scattering so com kernels and a formula the shop owner had prepared, soaking it for about ten minutes before sprinkling in so white wine.
I must say,
although it didn’t look very appealing, the scent was quite fragrant, making Lin Mo feel a bit hungry.
Lin Mo had once seen a strear who specialized in tasting various kinds of fish bait.
While waiting for the groundbait to fernt, Lin Mo took out his phone. He was just about to call his wife and tell her he wouldn’t be coming ho for lunch when he noticed an unread ssage on his phone.
Hmm?
This ssage wasn’t from a text ssage but from a secure communication software he had purchased on the foreign network.
After opening the ssage, Lin Mo saw that the sender was, as expected, Chen Ru’s husband, Zhang HongHao.
The content was simple,
a charity donation receipt and a sentence.
“How much does it cost to hire your Abyss Organization to investigate intelligence?”
Kind of interesting.
Lin Mo hadn’t expected that this guy, who had just been cuckolded so spectacularly, would actually still be in the mood to make a deal with him?
“This is indeed a new business opportunity, but let’s not rush it, wait until we have acquired enough intelligence before deciding whether or not to pursue this venture.”
‘I’ve got plenty of ways to make money right now, there’s no need to take unnecessary risks with this kind of trade.”
Lin Mo directly closed the encryption software and didn’t reply.
Afterward, Lin Mo sent a ssage to his wife on WeChat.
[Madam, I won’t be coming ho for lunch, I’ll try to be back early in the evening, rember to eat.]
After sending the ssage, Lin Mo put his phone aside and, after scattering so bait, focused intently on fishing.
The warm, gentle sunlight shone on him, dispelling the chill of autumn and winter, feeling comfortable inside and out.
The only downside was that Lin Mo had waited almost half an hour and had not caught a single fish.
Not to ntion fish, even the bobber had scarcely moved, touched only occasionally by small fish.
At first, Lin Mo thought it was his own lack of skill, but then he observed Chen Shanhe’s situation casually.
He did manage to catch one, but it was just a small fish, as thick as a finger.
Chen Shanhe unhooked the fish and then tossed it back into the water.
“No wonder they don’t ban individual amateur fishing even during the closed season…”
‘This isn’t fishing, it’s just buying bait and feeding the fish in the na of baiting!”
Lin Mo complained inwardly, but his hands didn’t stop. He grabbed so bait and tossed it into his fishing spot.
Normally, Lin Mo wouldn’t have the patience to sit and fish; he’d rather spend the ti carrying bricks to earn money.
But fishing wasn’t his purpose today anyway.
Buzz… buzz buzz…
At that mont,
Lin Mo’s phone started to ring, with a call from an unknown number.
Lin Mo glanced at it and casually answered, hearing a man’s distinguishable voice from the earpiece, “Brother, where are you at?”
He recognized the voice,
It was the man selling the Glazed Red Plum Vase at the entrance of the Yiyi Auction just now.
What’s going on?
Could it be that the auction didn’t accept his antique?
Lin Mo frowned and said, “I’m at Mingyuan Lake fishing, what’s up? Do you need sothing?”
“Oh, Mingyuan Lake, huh? I’ll be there soon. Wait for a bit,”
Wang Erbo hung up the phone directly.
“That doesn’t make sense, his vase is worth 300,000 yuan. There’s no reason for the auction not to take it!”
“Could it be that the asking price was too high?”
Forget it, let’s do a good deed through and through, might as well buy it for around 200,000 yuan since the auction doesn’t want it.”
Lin Mo was no saint; even though the vase was worth 300,000 yuan, he might not be able to sell it for that much after it ca into his hands, plus he had to assu the risk, so around 200,000 yuan was a reasonable price.
Having thought this, Lin Mo then called Li Jinwen.
Beep… beep beep…
The call was quickly answered.
“Hello, honey, I saw your ssage about not coming ho for lunch.”
Yeah, that’s right, but that’s not what I want to talk about. I want to discuss sothing with you.”
“What is it?”
“Well, I’ve seen a Glazed Red Plum Vase in the market that I can buy for around 200,000 yuan, but it’s actually worth around 300,000 yuan. I’m thinking of buying it and then flipping it for a profit.”
As Lin Mo’s words ended, it was no surprise that Li Jinwen fell silent on the other end of the phone..
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