though, because he had discovered who they were: a group of extremist cult followers from the United States who had secretly infiltrated the island nation as newly risen Zaka warriors. Of course, th...The office of the National Bureau of Statistics.

Ye Fan sat grandly on the Grand Master's chair, a cup of fragrant and sweet Pu-erh tea already prepared at his right hand. Facing him was an old man with furrowed brows forming a '川' shape. He held a chess piece in his hand, staring at the chessboard before him, seemingly hesitant and undecided.

"Hey, old man, I've already had two big cups of tea, and you still haven't figured out your next move" Ye Fan, with his hands clasped over his head, said impatiently to the elder.

He Jianhou, with the air of an elder, earnestly instructed: "Young people should keep a cool head. This chessboard is just like life, and the pieces are like every turning point in your life. You have to think carefully before making a move, or one wrong step can lead to ruin!"

He Jianhou spoke earnestly, looking at Ye Fan with a look of regret and frustration.

"But you've been thinking about this move for half an hour!" Ye Fan exclaimed, jumping to his feet.

"Alright, alright, can't I put it there" He Jianhou finally decided to put the cannon in the middle grid.

Ye Fan really did receive Ye Wu Dao's true teachings. I played three games against him, and I lost every single one. And not just close losses, he completely crushed me each time, leaving me with only a bare king. Thinking about this, He Jianhou gritted his teeth in frustration. This kid Ye Fan is truly ruthless! He had many opportunities to win, but deliberately didn't. Instead, he set up these seemingly beautiful traps, luring me in and then systematically eating away at my pieces one by one. This kid doesn't give me any face at all!

By the fourth game, Ho Kin-hou had to change his strategy. Every move he made, he had to think: Was this a trap set by Ye Fan He wouldn't make a move until he was sure it wasn't, even if it took a long time. It was better to be safe than sorry!

"You've made up your mind" Ye Fan smiled and said to He Jianhou after the latter finally agreed.

He Jianhou's mind buzzed, could this be another trap set by Ye Fan But there was no reason for it, he couldn't see through it at all!

Seeing Ye Fan's cunning smile, Xiu Jian suddenly understood. This little ghost was definitely bluffing, intentionally confusing his thoughts! He wouldn't fall for it!

Then He Jianhou declared loudly, "Decided!"

"Then I won't be polite!" Ye Fan fired back, instantly countering He Jianhou's previous attack.

"Ouch! How did I miss that Doesn't count, doesn't count, let's do it again!" He Jianhou shouted loudly.

"A true gentleman never regrets his moves. Old timer, you can't back out!"

I'm not a gentleman, I'll forfeit!

"You can't go back!"

"I'm going back!"

……

The two people argued fiercely, drawing a wave of criticism from onlookers outside the police station.

Officer A: "The Chief really is a genius! Thinking of using chess to break down the suspect's psychological defenses during interrogation, that's brilliant!"

"Of course! Otherwise, how could someone become the Chief and you just a small soldier"

……

As for Ye Fan's chess skills, they were actually quite poor. Since his last game against Old Wei, he had unconsciously memorized some common patterns. Plus, a few days ago when the old man stayed at Lake Yuxin for three days, he tutored Ye Fan for three days straight. Ye Fan was incredibly intelligent; once he understood something, he grasped it immediately and could apply it in various situations. He'd even managed to go from novice to intermediate level, learning the basics of chess.

While I can't compete with the masters, it's easy to beat average players. He Jianhou is about that level.

So, Ye Fan easily vaulted over him.

"Alright, old friend, I've made my move and finished my tea. It's time for me to go." Ye Fan placed a "carriage" piece next to He Jianhou's "general," securing his victory.

"Huh" He Jianhou clearly didn't expect Ye Fan to be so ruthless, giving him no chance to breathe.

"Young people should not be too ostentatious. If you press step by step and don't give others a chance, be careful that the desperate will jump over the wall in the end, ending up with you, both fish dead and nets broken, perish together!"

Ye Fan was stunned, "How do you say that I clearly could win, am I supposed to deliberately lose to you"

He Jianhou's eyes twinkled with a cunning light, and he slyly said, "Perhaps you think you can win, but what if the other side doesn't play by the rules For example, like this!" He Jianhou used his "general" to take Ye Fan's "car" in one fell swoop!

Ye Fan was completely dumbfounded. This step was obviously a dead end, how could he still go on like this

"Do you even know how to play chess That general is already dead!" Ye Fan said dissatisfiedly.

He Jianhou burst into laughter, “People always say that life is like chess, and chess is like life. Chess has rules that determine the winner and loser, and so does life. It has its own set of rules. But chess is chess, and life is life. Until the last move, you can't tell who wins or loses. The rules are also made by people! That's the wisdom of valuing the overall situation while protecting the important pieces!”

Ye Fan seemed thoughtful. He hadn't expected to have this opportunity today to let the old man give him a lesson.

“These days, in your confrontation with the Yan family, you seem to have been winning every step of the way, as if you had already locked down victory. But do you know, in fact, you are already in a position of no return!” He Jianhou suddenly changed his tone and stared straight at Ye Fan.

Could this old fellow have seen something The old man once said that he had a close relationship with the director of the Imperial Bureau. This old fellow is very smooth, well-connected in both military and political circles, and gets along well with both black and white figures. That's why while people from his generation have already stepped down from their positions, he rose from the position of deputy director to become the director of the Imperial Bureau. At least this shows his unique insights and foresight into the development of the situation!

Ye Fan suddenly realized that Old He wanted to play chess with him, but the real intention was probably mainly to say these words to himself

"This old scoundrel!" Ye Fan cursed in his heart, but he also knew this was He Jianhou's good intentions. No matter what, he couldn't let him down...

"They want to deal with me It won't be that easy. I'm not fish on a chopping board, ready to be sliced!" Ye Fan's expression turned serious this time.

"You little punk, why don't you listen to what I say Maybe you're strong, but remember that there are people outside your world and mountains higher than mountains. You're going to suffer big losses if you keep this up!"

"Then I'll have that so-called otherworldly being, someone from outside our world, come out. I'll beat him into a pig's head, and that'll be it!"

"You little rascal, why are you so stubborn You're just like your grandfather. He made too many enemies back then and was forced to leave Beijing. Don't you want to repeat his mistakes!" He Jianhou was very excited. Feng, however, simply let out a cold snort at his pretentious display. Instead, she raised her eyes to scan the room for anything suspicious. "What's that drumming sound"Ye Fan followed her gaze and...