Yatai Policy: The New Order of the Mainland

Chapter 375

Although he felt that the leg essence was still concealing the description of the conflict with her uncle, but seeing that the other party was obviously unwilling to say more, the fat man had no choice but to give up.

The identities of the characters who have appeared are unknown, but the person with a clear identity has not yet appeared. Faced with this situation, Mr. Mai felt that the time was not waiting for him, so he temporarily dispelled the ghost idea of ​​further communicating with the leg essence, and instead, the woman with the same confusion Together they knocked on Zuma's door.

For the fat man who always disturbed her sleep, Zuma was both unhappy and helpless.

"Mr. Mai, is there any news about the princess?!" Zuma asked, yawning.

"I said dude! You can really do it! Now that the princess is missing and Boris is dead, you still have the mood to sleep in?!" Rebuked dissatisfiedly.

"Oh! Mr. Mai," seeing the other party getting angry, Zuma didn't care, and still said unhurriedly: "I'm not even a tutor, so naturally I can't compare to your physical strength! This mentality is far worse. ! But I am not idle today!"

After Zuma finished speaking, she took out a stack of documents from the bedside and handed them over: "These are the detailed information of all my subordinates, including me, a total of [-] people, all here!"

Looking at the astonished eyes of the fat man, Zuma explained again: "Originally, all these materials should be stored in my head, and they should not be put on paper at all. However, I still wrote them down and handed them over to you, the agent. Patriarch, I don't worry, the second is to prevent accidents!"

The fat man was quite moved when he heard this, but he pretended to be puzzled and said: "Brother, I blamed you wrong! I was also anxious and helpless! What do you mean by writing this? What do you mean by accident?" speak?"

"Hey!" Zuma sighed and said, "Mr. Mai, I'm not stupid! Since the other party has already started to kill, it means that they have already made plans to eradicate us all! In this case, I, an ordinary People are afraid that it is the easiest to take the first step. But these brothers under me have endured for several generations, and my selfishness and negligence should not make their persistence in vain!"

Miaochun's nose was sour when she heard the words, and she couldn't help but look at Lingxiu who was still sleeping soundly, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Could it be that I'm overthinking again?!" Zuma's words touched the softness deep in his heart, and the fat man couldn't help but doubt his own judgment.

"Brother! Don't mind if I ask one more question!" The fat man stabilized his mood, and decided to explore Zuma's depth in another way.

"Is there any problem among your subordinates?" He asked in a deep voice.

After hearing this, Zuma was not surprised. He replied without hesitation: "I can only say that it is possible, but I haven't found anything for the time being, let alone evidence!"

This answer caught the fat man unexpectedly. While he was in a daze, he heard the other party continue to say: "I know that this series of events has made you suspicious. After all, Boris was killed and your advance team disappeared again. It is very likely that there is something wrong with us internally! I understand very well!"

"Brother, just understanding is useless!" The fat man frowned and said, "Since these more than 100 people are your subordinates, you should know their situation well!"

"It's not easy!" Zuma sighed, "These people have been scattered in all walks of life since the beginning, each with their own set of identities and backgrounds. Up to now, everyone has experienced four or even five generations of development. Although Chahan The identity of the secret fan has always been only open to immediate family members, but in fact, it can only rely on luck if you want to completely keep your mouth shut. And it is even more difficult to fully manage it."

After listening to Zuma's explanation, the fat man realized that he had made a preconceived mistake.

The state of Zuma is indeed completely different from that of Guta Town!

He pondered for a moment, then asked again: "What you said also makes sense. But you won't be able to manage such a big mess all by yourself, right? What is your organizational structure like?"

"Since the second generation, management has been very difficult. So my grandfather divided these subordinates into 22 groups of five, and instructed the groups to gradually disconnect each other. Only the elders have the right to contact the fan owner. In my generation, except for the team leader, almost no one else knows the existence of my fan owner. Moreover, the contact between the various groups has basically been cut off." Zuma reported truthfully. .

"This is a good way to prevent a family from getting involved in the overall situation, but if something goes wrong with the team leader, it will be very troublesome!" The fat man replied casually.

"Mr. Zuma, you said that there are 22 groups in total. Compared with the information you provided, there is one group missing, right?!" Miu Chu asked suddenly.

Zuma nodded, and said with regret on her face: "As the girl said, and Mr. Mai's worries, a few years ago, a group of people had problems. The son of their team leader married Zovka's side. A woman from a big family is his wife, but she accidentally leaked her identity! That’s not counting, the team leader didn’t know what kind of evil it was, but he found me and suggested that he take all the people and go to that big family to seek development , and said that this was the result of discussion among their entire group! Alas!"

Fatty had a bad premonition, and hurriedly asked, "Then how did you deal with it? You won't..."

Zuma smiled bitterly and replied: "Just like you thought, I gathered the strength of four groups and wiped them out! But this incident also left hidden dangers. The big family of the other party has always been relentless. 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 also imagine how huge the respective families of the group of five people would be after four generations of reproduction.

Seeing the unbearable look on the faces of the two, 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! And, In my generation, I’m not even a psychic teacher anymore, so how can I continue my duties without some thunderous tricks?!”

Looking at Zuma's ferocious and crazy face at the end, the fat man asked helplessly, "What is the name of Zovka's family you are talking about?"

"Ah! That is 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 the words, their hearts sank, and they faintly felt the connection.

"Hehe! Not only have I heard about it! To be honest, when I was invited to meet Mayor Ross this afternoon, I was almost assassinated. It is said that it was the work of the Herme family." The fat man said casually, while focusing on Watch Zuma's reaction.

Zuma was taken aback, and then calmed down and said, "It's good that you're fine! This kind of assassination is not surprising. The family antagonism and hatred between Mayor Victor and Herme have a long history, and it has long been nothing in Ulan. News!"

"Brother, you are well-informed, do you know any easily recognizable marks on the members of the Hemei family?" the fat man asked anxiously.

"Oh! I haven't heard of this! However, after clearing out that group of personnel, a subordinate in charge of examining the corpse reported to me that a tattoo of a small golden ball was found on the neck of the daughter of the Herme family. Strange to say, that tattoo only appeared after death, so I was quite impressed!" Zuma replied indifferently.

　Miaochun: Mr. Zuma, you have never betrayed, have you?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)