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Su Han hurried back to Wang Wu's tavern. By this time, night had fallen. He instructed Wang Wu to close the tavern for business, locking the main door and leaving only the side door ajar. Then, he asked Lin Yu and the others to return to the inn to rest, leaving only himself and Wang Wu in the tavern, even sending the shopkeeper away.
Wang Wu was filled with curiosity, unable to comprehend what the captain was up to.
Around eight o'clock at night, a figure entered through the slightly open side door. It was Zhao Hu, the eldest disciple of Zhang Biao. Zhao Hu's expression was grim as his gaze swept across the tavern.
"Brother Zhao, it's just us two. Please have a seat," Su Han said with a smile.
Zhao Hu hesitated before sitting down opposite him, barely perching on the edge of the seat, ready to bolt at any moment. "What did you mean by what you said earlier today?"
Earlier, Su Han had whispered in his ear: "Tonight, at the first tavern on South Gate Small Stone Bridge Yuelai Alley with a lantern hanging outside. The meeting gift is one thousand taels of silver."
Su Han gestured, and Wang Wu immediately brought out a tray neatly arranged with several stacks of silver. "Brother Zhao, here is one thousand taels of silver for you to confirm."
Zhao Hu's gaze fell on the silver but did not reach for it. "Let’s be straightforward; what do you want?"
"Brother Zhao is a man of directness, so I won’t beat around the bush," Su Han replied eagerly, having anticipated this question. "Brother Zhao, are you in need of money lately?"
Zhao Hu's expression changed instantly as he blurted out, "How do you know?"
He had guessed correctly again. During their negotiations earlier in the day, whenever money was mentioned, Su Han noticed that Zhao Hu listened intently. Each time they mentioned "Five Hundred Thousand Taels of Silver," Zhao Hu's shoulders would involuntarily twitch.
This indicated that he was extremely concerned about that sum. Later on, when both sides haggled and reduced the ransom to Two Hundred Fifty Thousand Taels of Silver, Su Han caught every subtle change in Zhao Hu's expression and movements; he was anxious!
Was it due to the reduced ransom or because of time constraints? Su Han wasn’t entirely sure yet. But one thing he knew for certain was that Zhao Hu cared deeply about this ransom!
Even if the Lin family really paid the ransom on time, it would still be Zhang Biao's money. At most, they would give their subordinates some compensation for their hard work. Why was Zhao Hu in such a hurry?
Su Han decided to test Zhao Hu.
Sure enough, he came!
Su Han was confident in his judgment and certainly wouldn’t reveal to the other party that he was skilled at reading people in his previous life. "How do I know? Brother Zhao, there's no need to ask further. Each has their own methods. This one thousand taels of silver is just a token of goodwill. Brother Zhao, why not share your difficulties with me and see if I can help you resolve them?"
Zhao Hu snorted coldly.
No, Su Han observed closely. Although Zhao Hu wore a disdainful expression, the muscles in his left cheek twitched slightly—a sign of both anticipation and hesitation, revealing his lack of trust in himself.
Su Han spoke slowly, "Brother Zhao, I genuinely want to make friends. This one thousand taels of silver is my sincerity. Otherwise, who would joke about money? Brother Zhao, feel free to speak frankly; as long as it’s not about treason or rebellion, what’s the harm?"
Zhao Hu's fingers unconsciously tapped on the table.
He was contemplating Su Han's words, making a decision.
Su Han was not anxious; he knew that the other party would eventually speak.
When a person is internally conflicted, they are often at their most vulnerable and likely to reveal the truth.
In his previous life, he had assisted the authorities and participated in interrogating many criminals. When a criminal begins to think, it often means they are ready to speak.
Sure enough, after a few minutes, Zhao Hu suddenly sighed deeply: "Actually, it wouldn’t hurt to tell you; after all, this is my own business."
Success! This was exactly what Su Han had been waiting for!
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