Chapter 384: The Bus Trio

"What do you need a car for? Not going to pick up girls, are you?"

Ye Bufan said this, but directly tossed the car keys over.

Given their relationship, a car was nothing.

"Pick up girls? Someone's trying to steal my girl."

Han Shuai explained the whole situation. It turned out that for the past two days, a rich second-generation heir had taken a liking to Shi Yuting and was constantly driving a Ferrari worth over a million yuan to show off in front of the hotel.

Although Shi Yuting completely ignored him, Han Shuai was annoyed and wanted to borrow a good car from Ye Bufan to thoroughly put that guy in his place.

Finally, he said, "Xiao Fan, I'll use this car for a couple of days and return it to you."

Ye Bufan said, "What's with a day or two? If you like it, just keep it for now."

"Alright, I'm off then."

Han Shuai said, jumping into the Porsche, and sped away with a stomp on the accelerator.

"Hey…"

Ye Bufan had originally wanted him to give him a ride, but it was too late.

"He's really fast!"

He shook his head. He had intended to hail a taxi to go back, but just then, a bus pulled up.

Before he gained the Legacy, the bus was his standard mode of transport. Now, recalling it, it had been a while since he last rode one.

Thinking this, he stopped trying to hail a taxi and simply pulled out a coin and boarded the bus.

There weren't too many people on the bus. He found a seat in the back and sat down.

The bus slowly moved forward. At the next stop, after the vehicle halted, a girl in a white long dress stepped on.

This girl had delicate features and was particularly graceful, appearing to be around seventeen or eighteen. She wore a white long dress, looking pure and lovely, like a university student from some school.

The arrival of such a beautiful girl on the bus immediately drew the attention of countless males. Everyone turned to look, and a few men even started breathing heavily.

There were only a few empty seats left on the bus now, and one was conveniently next to Ye Bufan. Judging by the girl's gaze, she seemed likely to sit over here.

But just then, three more people boarded: a limping man leaning on a crutch, who looked to be around forty or fifty years old.

Behind him was an elderly man in his sixties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a Zhongshan suit, looking refined and scholarly, like a recently retired Old Professor from some university.

Behind the Old Professor was a young man in his thirties, with a Xiao Ping Tou, looking very muscular and powerful.

These three individuals boarded separately, with completely different clothing and temperaments. To outsiders, they appeared to be complete strangers.

However, Ye Bufan instantly noticed the similarity among the three: a faint, almost imperceptible Killing Intent in their eyes, and a very similar Qi about them, clearly indicating they were together.

Just as the girl in white was about to approach Ye Bufan, the limping man extended his crutch, blocking her path. At that moment, a middle-aged woman sat down next to Ye Bufan.

When the bus doors closed and it began to slowly move forward, all the seats on the bus were filled, and there were also seven or eight standing passengers.

The girl in white, who hadn't found a seat, didn't show any dissatisfaction, as this was quite common on a bus. She reached up and grabbed a handrail above her, standing quietly there.

Ye Bufan said to the limping man, "Big brother, you can sit here."

The limping man smiled, showing a simple and honest expression: "No need, little brother, I'm fine standing."

At this point, several other people offered their seats to the limping man, but he refused them all.

"Thank you all for your concern, but my leg has some issues and I can't bend it, so standing is more comfortable."

Out of a doctor's professional habit, Ye Bufan scanned the limping man's leg with his Divine Sense, then frowned. This guy's leg had no problems at all; he was completely faking his limp.

If this guy were a beggar on the street, faking a limp would be normal, as it's a common sight these days.

However, this guy was dressed very cleanly and was clearly not a beggar.

The other Old Professor and the middle-aged man, along with the limping man, seemingly unintentionally formed a triangle, surrounding the girl in white in the center.

Ye Bufan watched the three with interest, wanting to see what they intended to do.

This girl was just a student, and her clothes looked ordinary, not like someone wealthy, so it shouldn't be worth the three of them robbing her for money.

But if it was for lust, in broad daylight, they probably wouldn't dare.

As the vehicle continued to move, he pulled out his phone, browsing various news articles while using his Divine Sense to keep an eye on the three individuals.

Everyone else was either fiddling with their phones or looking out the window, and everything seemed very normal.

Just then, the limping man suddenly cried out, "Oh my goodness, where's my phone? And my wallet, my wallet is gone too!"

At this moment, he looked utterly panicked and shouted to the driver in front, "Driver, driver, stop the car quickly!"

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. Although he didn't look very strong, he had a righteous demeanor. After slamming on the brakes, he turned around and asked, "What's going on? What happened?"

At this point, the other passengers on the bus also shifted their attention, wanting to see what was happening.

The limping man said anxiously, "My phone is gone, and my wallet is gone too. There's 3,000 yuan in the wallet; my son is in college, and that's his tuition for next semester!"

As he said this, he choked up and started crying, "My child's mother died early. I raised him alone, making a living by repairing shoes every day.

This 3,000 yuan is my hard-earned blood and sweat, it's my child's tuition for next semester.

Which one of you stole my money? Please, please, return the money to me, okay? Otherwise, my child will have to drop out of school."

A cold smile touched Ye Bufan's lips. Others couldn't tell, but he could see it clearly.

Although the limping man was crying very sadly, there was no genuine sadness in his eyes; on the contrary, there was a hint of conspiracy.

At this moment, he leaned on his crutch with one hand, continuously bowing to the passengers in the bus. "My leg is disabled, so I can't kneel before you.

But I beg of you, please return the money to me, otherwise, my son's many years of schooling will be in vain."

This guy's emotional performance immediately won the sympathy of many people.

"Damn thief, how could they be so heartless? Stealing money from a disabled person!"

"Yeah, look how difficult it is for him. He finally earned 3,000 yuan for his child's tuition, and it was taken by him. Their conscience must have been eaten by dogs!"

Seeing this, the girl in white immediately showed a sympathetic expression and comforted the limping man, "Uncle, don't be sad. If things are lost, we can call the police, and the police will catch the thief."

After saying that, she also called out to the driver in front, "Sir, please close the doors first, don't let anyone get on or off."

Then she called out to the other passengers in the bus, "Everyone, please close your windows, don't let the thief transfer the stolen goods."

Hearing the girl's words, everyone hesitated for a moment. The driver first locked the doors, and then the passengers also closed the windows.