Although she felt that Leg Jing had something to hide in her conflicting description with her uncle, seeing that the other party was obviously unwilling to say more, the fat man had no choice but to give up.
The identity of the person who had appeared was unknown, and the person with a clear identity had not yet appeared. Faced with this situation, Mr. Mai felt that time was running out, so he temporarily gave up the idea of further communicating with Leg Jing, and instead took the woman with the same confused mood. Together they knocked on Zuma's door.
Zuma was unhappy and helpless about the fat man who always disturbed his sleep.
"Mr. Mai, is there any news about the princess?!" Zuma asked with a yawn.
"I mean, man! You're really good! Now that the princess's whereabouts are unknown and Boris is dead, you're still in the mood to sleep?!" The fat man was also sleepy himself, and he didn't want to see others appearing more tired than him. He scolded dissatisfiedly.
"Alas! Mr. Mai," Zuma didn't care when the other party was angry, and still said calmly: "I'm not even an injection master, so naturally I can't compare to your physical strength! My mental state is even worse. ! But I’m not idle today either!”
After Zuma finished speaking, he took out a stack of documents from the bedside and handed it over and said: "These are the detailed information of everyone under my command. Including me, there are a total of 106 people, all here!"
Looking at the fat man's astonished eyes, Zuma explained: "Originally, all this information should be stored in my head and cannot be put on paper at all. However, I still wrote it down. First, I gave it to you, the agent. Patriarch, I can rest assured, and secondly, it’s just in case something unexpected happens!”
The fat man was quite moved when he heard this, but he pretended to be puzzled and said: "Brother, I wrongly blamed you! I was also worried and had no choice! What did you mean by writing this? So what if you said it was unexpected? speak?"
"Alas!" Zuma sighed and said, "Mr. Mai, I'm not stupid! Since the other party has started killing people, it means that they have made plans to eradicate us all! In this case, I, an ordinary person, It is probably the easiest thing for people to take the first step. But these brothers under me have endured for several generations, and their persistence cannot be in vain because of my selfishness and negligence!"
Miaochun's nose felt sour when she heard this, and she couldn't help but look at Lingxiu, who was still sleeping soundly, with mixed feelings in her heart.
"Am I overthinking it again?!" The fat man was touched by Zuma's words, and he couldn't help but begin to doubt his own judgment.
"Brother! Don't mind if I ask more!" The fat man stabilized his mood and decided to explore Zuma's depth in another way.
"Is there something wrong with any of your subordinates?" he asked in a deep voice.
Zuma was not surprised when he heard this. He replied without hesitation: "I can only say it is possible, but I have not found anything yet, let alone any evidence!"
This answer surprised the fat man. While he was in a daze, he heard the other party continue: "I know that this series of changes have made you suspicious. After all, Boris was killed and your advance team disappeared again. It is very likely that there is something wrong within us! I understand it very well!"
"Brother, just understanding is useless!" The fat man frowned and said, "Since these more than a hundred people are your subordinates, you should know their situation well!"
"It's not easy!" Zuma sighed: "These people have been scattered in various walks of life from the beginning, each with their own identity and background. Up to now, everyone has experienced four or even five generations of development. Although Chahan The identity of the secret fan has always been open only to immediate family members, but if you want to completely keep your mouth shut, you can only rely on luck. And it is even more difficult to fully manage it."
After listening to Zuma's explanation, Fatty realized that he had made a preconceived mistake.
The situation here in Zuma is indeed completely different from that in Guta Town!
He pondered for a moment and then asked: "What you said makes sense. But managing such a big thing won't be entirely up to you, right? What is your organizational structure like?"
"Starting from the second generation, management has been very difficult. So my grandfather divided these subordinates into 22 groups of five people, and ordered the groups to gradually disconnect from each other, and each group also Only the group leader has the authority to contact the fan leader. In my generation, except for the group leader, almost no one else knows about the existence of me as the fan leader. Moreover, the contact between the groups has basically been severed." Zuma told the truth. Report.
"This is a good way to prevent one family from being involved in the overall situation, but if something goes wrong with the team leader, it will be very troublesome!" the fat man responded casually.
"Mr. Zuma, you said there are twenty-two groups in total. Compared with the information you provided, there is one group missing, right?!" Miaozhang suddenly interrupted and asked.
Zuma nodded, with a look of regret on his face and said: "Just as the girl said, and just as Mr. Mai worried, a few years ago, there was a problem with a group of people. The son of their group leader married Zovka's side I was married to a woman from a big family, but my identity was accidentally revealed! Not to mention, the team leader was possessed by some evil spirit. He came to me and suggested that I take all the people to defect to that big family in order to develop. , and said that this was the result of their whole group’s discussion! Alas!”
The fat man had a bad premonition and asked quickly: "Then how did you deal with it? You don't know how to..."
Zuma smiled bitterly and replied: "As you thought, I gathered the strength of four groups and eliminated them! But this incident also left hidden dangers. The other big family has always been unwilling to let go. They have been here for two years. Finding the truth of the matter has caused us a lot of trouble!"
Fatty and Miaochun's expressions became solemn at the same time. Of course they knew what Zuma meant by "clearing", and they could even imagine how huge their respective families would be after four generations of reproduction.
Seeing the unbearable expressions on their faces, Zuma smiled strangely and said: "The name Chahan does not allow any form of betrayal, and all high-sounding excuses cannot be a reason to give up loyalty. Hehe! Moreover, When it comes to my generation, we are no longer even injection masters. How can we continue our duties without resorting to thunderous means?!"
Looking at Zuma's face that had become a bit ferocious and crazy at the end, the fat man asked helplessly: "What is the name of the Zovka family you mentioned?"
"Ah! That's a big family and the richest man in Ulan. Hemei, have you heard of Mr. Mai?" Zuma calmed down and replied softly.
When Fatty and Miaochun heard this, their hearts sank, and they vaguely felt the connection.
"Haha! It's not just that I've heard of it! To be honest, when I was invited to see Mayor Ross this afternoon, I almost got plotted. It is said that it was the work of the Hemei family." The fat man said casually, while focusing on Look at Zuma's reaction.
Zuma was startled at first, then calmed down and said: "It's good that you're okay! This kind of assassination is not surprising. The family antagonism and hatred between Lord Mayor Victor and Hemei has been around for a long time, and it has long been nothing in Ulan. News!”
"Brother, you are well-informed. Do you know that people in the Hemei family have any easily identifiable marks on their bodies?" the fat man asked anxiously.
"Oh! I haven't heard of this! However, after clearing out that group of people, a subordinate who was responsible for examining the corpse reported to me that a tattoo of a small golden ball was found on the neck of the daughter of the Heme family. "Strange to say, that tattoo only appeared after the person died, so I was quite impressed!" Zuma replied calmly.
