Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 502 Flanking Tactics

Chen Peishan was a suspect who had been identified long ago, and his photo and information were definitely available.

Ye Shaohong also carried it with him.

This time, however, the photo he pulled out of his pocket was not of Chen Peishan.

He was one of several other suspects.

There was a reason why Ye Shaohong made this choice. The moment he saw the owner of the Red Crane Restaurant, Ye Shaohong began to have some suspicions about him.

But he has no evidence.

To verify his suspicions, Ye Shaohong casually set up a trap. He took out someone else's photo and handed it to the owner of the Red Crane Restaurant, wanting to observe his expression closely.

The solution.

The effect is still very good.

When Ye Shaohong said he wanted to identify people from photos, the owner of the Red Crane Restaurant immediately narrowed his eyes.

This is an expression of mental shock after a sudden change in circumstances.

Available immediately.

When Ye Shaohong handed over the photo and the owner of the Red Crane Restaurant saw the faces of the people in it, a smile immediately appeared on his lips.

It was clear that he relaxed completely at that moment.

"interesting."

"This is an unexpected bonus."

While thinking to himself, Ye Shaohong did not show any outward signs. He continued to stare intently at the owner of the Red Crane Restaurant and asked a question in a low voice.

"Well, take a close look. Have you seen this person today?"

"Um……."

"I don't really remember..."

The owner of the Red Crane Restaurant held the photo in his hand, frowned as if he had been carefully recalling it for a moment, and then responded with a somewhat uncertain tone.

"never seen it?"

"How could that be? I received a message that he came to your restaurant today."

"Boss, are you trying to fool me? Why don't you take another look?"

Ye Shaohong narrowed his eyes and asked another question.

"Okay, okay." "Let me take another look, sir, don't rush me."

The owner of the Red Crane Restaurant paused, not daring to resist, and frowned again as he carefully examined the photo in his hand.

After a while.

He silently shook his head.

"Sir, I can confirm that I have never seen him before."

"How about I call over a waiter and have them help me take a look?"

After some time of contemplation, the owner of the Red Crane Restaurant had clearly calmed down and roughly understood the purpose of Ye Shaohong and his group's visit today.

Once I let down my guard, I felt much more relaxed.

He even offered Ye Shaohong some advice. "Okay."

"Then call them all over for a look. If any of you can provide me with useful clues, I won't be stingy with the reward."

"Consider these few silver dollars as a reward for you."

As he was speaking, Ye Shaohong had already taken out more than a dozen silver dollars from his pocket and was shaking them up and down in his hand.

The clinking sound of the silver coins immediately made the waiters in the restaurant open their eyes wide.

Their faces were already etched with boundless greed and desire.

"They wouldn't dare ask for a reward for doing things for their superiors."

"Sir, you should put it away."

Whether the owner of the Red Crane Restaurant genuinely understood social etiquette and didn't want Ye Shaohong to spend money, or was wary of the temptation of money and the waiters' accusations, he immediately gave an awkward smile when he saw Ye Shaohong take out the silver dollars from his pocket. At the same time, he subtly glared at his waiters.

It seems to have a warning or threatening intent.

"Cut the nonsense."

"My money is none of your business."

"Just do your job properly. As long as you can provide me with valuable clues, I don't care about this little bit of money."

After the shout fell, Ye Shaohong, in order to show his determination and to calm the panicked waiters, waved his hand and threw all the dozen or so silver dollars in his hand onto the table next to him.

For a time, the crisp, tinkling sounds continued incessantly.

The shimmering silver light stirred a restless excitement within people.

Several waiters who had been warned and threatened by the restaurant owner and were determined not to cause trouble suddenly widened their eyes. Their breathing became even more rapid.

"Yes Yes Yes."

"It was my fault. I shouldn't have interrupted. Please forgive me, sir."

The owner of Honghe Restaurant froze, no longer daring to interrupt. He quickly apologized and then turned to look at the waiters.

What are you still standing there for?

"Didn't you hear what the officer said? Everyone step forward and take a good look at the person in this photo. Have you seen him today?"

Perhaps to make up for his earlier mistake, or perhaps to show his cooperative attitude in front of Ye Shaohong, the owner of the Red Crane Restaurant did not try anything funny this time. Instead, he was extremely cooperative and placed the photo on the table next to him.

Pointing at the photo with his finger, he pressed the shop assistants for answers. The waiters exchanged glances, finally calming themselves down, and then they all went to the table.

After some observation and reflection, a look of disappointment appeared on the faces of all of them.

"Sir, we haven't seen this person before today!"

Are you sure?

Ye Shaohong pressed for an answer.

"of course."

"Sir, our most important task in making a living in this restaurant is to welcome and see off our regular customers. We can't guarantee anything else, but we will definitely remember every customer who has dined at our restaurant."

After hesitating for a while, a waiter in a shop finally stepped forward and responded.

"Really?" "This is the first time I've heard of such a claim."

"Since you say you can remember all the regular customers, then take a look at me. Do you remember me?"

To increase the credibility of the testimonies and to confirm that their statements were accurate, Ye Shaohong thought for a moment and then asked a question.

"Sir, you..."

“I remember now, about two or three months ago, you came to our restaurant twice.”

"At that time, you seemed to have ordered a plate of stir-fried pork and a plate of Mapo tofu..."

The servant looked at Ye Shaohong's appearance and thought carefully for a moment. He actually managed to dig up some past memories and helped Ye Shaohong confirm something.

Those are the shop assistants; they're all old-timers.

He and the new manager of this restaurant weren't on the same side, and there probably wasn't any solid relationship between them. Having made this judgment, Ye Shaohong smiled.

He reached into his robes again, took out Chen Peishan's photo, and slowly placed it on the table.

"Then take another look. Have you seen this person today?"

"What did he do when he came to your restaurant? Who did he meet? What did he say?"

"Think it through before you answer me. If you can provide me with some useful clues, then the silver dollars on this table are yours."