What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

Liu Jitai also looked at Lin Chang'an and saw that the young man was looking at him with a playful expression, tossing the knife in his hand up and down. He was obviously not someone to be trifled with.

"Dong Youming!"

Lin Chang'an smiled and slowly opened his mouth, his voice not loud.

But when Liu Jitai heard the name "Dong Youming," his expression froze instantly, and he was clearly flustered.

Lin Chang'an looked at this "Liu Jitai" with great interest.

He knew this "Liu Jitai," but not in this life, but in his previous life when he was fleeing across the country.

In his past life, he lived like a stray dog, willing to take on any dirty or tiring job.

During his escape, he worked as a black glove for a construction boss for a few days, helping him handle some shady dealings.

I met this "Liu Jitai" twice during this process.

At that time, the old man was not called Liu Jitai at all, but used the name "Wu Daozhong" to impersonate a major general.

With his superb acting skills, a fake military uniform and documents, and the air of a big shot, he completely fooled the boss.

He claimed he could pull strings and help his boss secure a major military engineering project.

At the time, the boss was going through a transformation and was eager to succeed. When he heard this, his eyes lit up.

They gave Wu Daozhong over two million yuan in kickbacks, hoping the project would come to fruition.

As soon as the money was in hand, "Wu Daozhong" disappeared without a trace. Upon further investigation, it was discovered that the so-called project, connections, and identity were all fake.

The boss was furious and put a bounty on the underworld.

Whoever can capture "Wu Daozhong" will receive one million.

Lin Chang'an had considered it at the time; one million was enough for him to stay put and make ends meet for a long time.

But this old man was too cunning; not only was his acting superb, but his counter-surveillance capabilities were also extremely strong.

They shoot and move on, deceiving and running away without leaving a trace.

In the end, nothing came of it.

It wasn't until two years later that Lin Chang'an accidentally saw a news report and learned that the old man had finally been caught.

The newspaper listed his real name as Dong Youming. He was sentenced to fourteen years in prison for multiple counts of fraud and impersonating military personnel, police officers, and officials, involving more than six million yuan.

Lin Chang'an was deeply impressed by the old man. Firstly, the old man's acting skills were top-notch, and he was more than qualified to win a Golden Rooster or Hundred Flowers Award for Best Actor.

And what's more, he remembered the old man's real name, Dong Youming, very well.

After the scam was exposed, the old man became "famous" throughout the country.

The name is very fitting.

As for the current "Liu Jitai", it is just one of his many aliases.

In this industry, a name is just a code that can be changed at any time. What you are called is not important at all. What is important is to leave no trace.

Liu Jitai looked at Lin Chang'an. Although there was panic on his face, he was an old hand at the game, and his panic only lasted for a few seconds before he forcibly suppressed it.

He adjusted his glasses, his gentle smile returning to his face, his tone tinged with confusion:

"Young man, you've mistaken me for someone else. My name is Liu Jitai, not Dong Youming."

Lin Chang'an chuckled, not arguing with him, but simply asked, "You know Wang Xiulan, right?"

Liu Jitai's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at Tiger.

Tiger was standing to the side with his arms crossed, looking unpleasant. When he saw him looking over, he rolled his eyes, full of disgust.

Liu Jitai immediately understood that something must have gone wrong with Wang Xiulan's business deal, and that the young man in front of him had come because of Wang Xiulan.

He pondered for a few seconds, brainstorming, and then put on a warm smile, his tone carrying a hint of familiarity:

"Oh! You mean Xiulan? We know each other, we're dance partners, we dance together."

Lin Chang'an leaned back in his swivel chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrests in a slow, yet unsettling rhythm.

Liu Jitai was a shrewd man who knew that he had lost this deal.

However, he was puzzled as to how this young man knew his real name.

He has been struggling outside for so many years, but he has never used his real name. Almost no one knows the name Dong Youming.

Who exactly is this young man?

"What are you planning to do about the lie you told Wang Xiulan!" Lin Chang'an stood up, brandishing his dagger.

Liu Jitai, who had been calm and composed, immediately changed his demeanor upon seeing the other party's actions.

He took two steps back, a fawning smile plastered on his face, his tone tinged with ingratiation:

"Oh dear! The flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and we don't even recognize each other anymore! Young man, this whole thing is a misunderstanding... Sigh, sigh, sigh... Let's talk this out..."

Lin Chang'an slowly approached and placed the knife directly against Liu Jitai's neck.

Liu Jitai's eyes trembled. Although he had been a conman for over a decade, he had never encountered anything like this before.

"Brother, brother, it's just a matter of a few thousand dollars, we don't need to resort to knives."

With the knife pressed against him, Liu Jitai involuntarily shrank back, pleading, "I'll pay, I'll pay."

Lin Chang'an looked at the old man with a smile on his lips.

With a sudden flick of his wrist, the tip of the knife slashed past Liu Jitai's eyes, instantly knocking off his glasses.

Liu Jitai trembled with fright and instinctively covered his eyes.

Tiger, watching from the side, was also terrified, thinking to himself that this young man was truly insane.

The glasses flew off and landed on the table.

Liu Jitai's face turned pale, a far cry from his previous triumphant demeanor. His heart pounded wildly as he looked at the young man before him and swallowed hard.

He realized the other person was trying to scare him, and a smile returned to his face.

As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face. He understands what's going on today and wants to move on, but he'll inevitably have to lose money to avoid further trouble.

Just as I was about to speak, my cell phone rang in the room.

Lin Chang'an was seen holding a knife in one hand and taking out his phone with the other.

It was an unfamiliar landline number.

"Hello!" Lin Chang'an answered the phone and sat lazily on the table.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Lin Chang'an?"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded slightly serious.

"This is the Municipal Public Security Bureau. We are here regarding Yang Xinghai, the suspect in the four-province serial murder case you assisted in apprehending..."

Lin Chang'an raised an eyebrow. The city bureau had called specifically, which meant the case had likely reached a crucial stage, and there was probably some progress on the reward issue.