Through the secret passage reserved for special guests, Fatty, Miaochun, Qiu Dun and Shouhu were finally able to avoid the spies outside the hotel and walked towards the contact point of Tu Ge and others.
Without news from Xixi, it was impossible to determine the next plan, so Fatty decided to try his luck again.
Qiu Dun, who had been there once, was at the front leading the way, with Slender Tiger in the middle supporting him, and Miao Chun holding the fat man's arm and following far behind.
At this time, the sun was rising, and the market was crowded with people, but I was not afraid of being overheard.
Seeing that the fat man remained silent, Miaochun had no choice but to explain: "I have seen President Miaze before, oh, I saw President Miaze from the side once, so I recognized him. But I really don't know about him and You Leah has this kind of relationship, and I didn’t know he would show up at the Rose Hall!”
At this time, the fat man only had the last thing mentioned by Mr. Jima in his mind. After hearing this, he realized that the leg spirit had misunderstood his attitude.
"Chunchun, I'm not angry with you at all, and I probably won't be in the future. Everyone has their own secrets. When two people are together, respecting each other's privacy is the prerequisite. I think that at the right time, you will definitely Tell me about you, I'm the same way. To be honest, from the moment we met, I didn't seem to have any doubts about you. No matter what, I don't believe you can do anything bad to me. Something!" he said sincerely.
After hearing Mr. Mai's words, Miao Chun's eyes suddenly turned red.
She leaned tightly on the other person's shoulder and suddenly felt like she owned the whole world.
"But," the fat man who just listened to the incomprehensible voice continued: "You have to think carefully before speaking and doing things in the future! Especially don't be so surprised. Just tell me in private if you recognize the head of state Ulan. Why bother exposing him face to face? Do you know how dangerous this is? Also, even if you have some opinions about him, you can't show it! Don't forget, we are on someone else's territory now!"
Miaochun's face turned red upon hearing this, and she hit the fat man lightly, then nodded to show that she would pay attention next time.
"I have an opinion about him, not because of his personal life. It's because I despise these guys who hold important positions but worship foreigners and have no character. As the head of Ulan, how can he obey the orders of the McCanns? What's the point of searching when you ask for a search? Also, you want to kill someone like Kiel to vent your anger, but you don't dare to do it yourself, and you have to borrow our knives to do things. What a coward!" Legs! Jing said angrily.
Indeed, killing Kil within seven days was what Miaze asked the fat man to do.
As a result, one more option may be that when information is obtained that the McCanns are preparing to attack Xi Laier directly, Yulia will promptly notify Mr. Mai to take precautions.
This is not a fair transaction, it is just a judgment of the trader whether it is worth it or not.
Even if Fatty agreed, for him, even if it was just to gain a glimmer of hope for Xixi that she might not need, that would be enough.
What's more, this decision also includes instructions to Huahua and Nathan!
"Mr. Jima may not be that simple! He also has his difficulties, and he also has a set of methods for governing people. At the very least, the purpose of killing Keir is not simply to vent his anger." The fat man said helplessly.
Without waiting for the leg guy to ask, Mr. Mai continued: "Killing Kiir can strengthen the support of the anti-McKen camp within the Ulan government for the head of state; it can also give the McCann people a clear warning; at the same time, , and can also provide him, and even Wulan, with one more choice when facing Yin Erpu and Luers in the future..."
"Huh?" Miaochun didn't expect the fat man to say so many twists and turns casually, and couldn't help but question: "We were the ones who did it, and it wasn't Miaze, so how could he get these benefits?"
The fat man sighed softly and explained: "The wonderful thing is here! Do you remember, Mr. Jima said that his visit to Ross this time was not a public trip, but the secret letter from the McCanns was accurately delivered to where he was staying. Hotel, what does this mean?”
"This means that there must be a traitor around the head of state who delivers messages to the McCanns! Huh! Miaze must be very angry about this!" Miao Chun answered casually, but still didn't understand what this had to do with the previous question.
"Here! Then you think, since these people can pass on information to the McCanns, wouldn't they also pass on information to other people who are paying attention to Mr. Jima's movements? So I think, last night, Kiel made a scene in the hotel and openly provoked The news about President Ulan will spread quickly. And under this premise, Kiir will be dead in a few days, what does this mean?" The fat man squinted his eyes and analyzed.
"This shows that Kiel's death may have been arranged by Miaze, but there is no conclusive evidence. Oh, if it were me, I would probably be frightened by the unpredictable methods of the head of state!" Miao Chun finally felt a little bit. Enlightened.
"Haha! Yes! The 'mystery' you mentioned is what Mr. Jima really longs for. As the head of state, he is willing to play the role of a waiter. Is it just for fun? He is hooking up with his sister-in-law. Is it just for love and a man's dignity to hook up with each other and not hesitate to retaliate against a high-ranking official from a country like McCann? He could obviously force me to hand over the secret letter, but he never mentioned a word about it from beginning to end. Could it be that he really Don’t you care about the content there?” The fat man sneered and asked a series of questions.
"Don't be fooled by his humble appearance. This person doesn't care about worldly ethics and morals, and his methods and wisdom are extraordinary! He seems to be just asking us for a small thing, but in fact he wants to use this He will tie you and me to his warship. Humph! Don't you want a sense of mystery? I will fully satisfy his need!" The fat man said in a leisurely tone, but there was an uncontrollable hatred between the lines.
Mr. Mai hates being threatened the most, especially when his beloved woman is used as a bargaining chip.
"Are you really planning to kill Keir?" Miao Chun became more and more uncomfortable with what he heard and couldn't help but worry.
"It would be a pity for this kind of thing to remain in the world! It's better to send him to where he belongs!" the fat man said lightly.
At this time, Qiu Dun, who was walking forward, turned around and turned into a small alley.
When the fat man saw this, he couldn't help but become nervous, and Busy followed suit.
The meeting place was an inconspicuous small room, but Qiu Dun stopped at the door, and then took a defensive posture.
The fat man was about to ask what was wrong when he smelled a faint smell of blood in his nose.
"Nana, let the brothers prepare to fight!" He shouted in his heart, and he couldn't wait to push the door open and rush in.
In the small room, a man lay lying dead.
The fatal blow was on the waist, and the fine black lines were densely covered, which was obviously the method of a lightning injection master.
"It's Boris!" Chuton exclaimed as soon as he carefully turned the dead body over.
The fat man took a closer look, and sure enough, the deceased was the teacher from Guta Town who had led the Chahan soldiers to reinforce the Zovia Valley, fought alongside everyone, and then left with Xi Laier.
Pinned to Boris's chest was a piece of crumpled papyrus, with a smiling face drawn on it.
The smiley face was drawn crookedly and ugly, almost worse than the graffiti of a two or three-year-old child.
"Alas! This is the sign of the 'Laughing Granny'. She can be ranked among the top three killers in the world! We are afraid that we will be in trouble!" Qiu Dun, who was well-informed, said in a deep voice, leaned down and closed the door gently. Boris's eyes were still angry.
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