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Chapter 735 Jin Dali

Jin Dali is a scoundrel with strong principles. He is unconventional in the debt collection company and has three rules: he will not collect debts from the elderly, weak, women and children, the sick, the disabled and injured, or those who are desperate.

But because he was too principled, he was kicked out after a short time. To make a living, he pulled together his high school classmate, his uncle who was unemployed at home, and his girlfriend who had worked as an accountant, and secretly formed a small gang behind their parents' backs—the Skull and Bones Society.

He commissioned a custom-made metal skull, which was only worn by core members as a symbol of their status. However, just as he was preparing to make a big splash, the municipal council rejected his application. The document was long, but it could be summarized in three words: he was not worthy.

Feeling uneasy about not being recognized by the municipal council, Jin Dali eventually asked his third uncle to use his connections to register an ancient civilization study and research group at the municipal library. They then called themselves the Skull Group and started their old business of debt collection.

The debt collection industry in the city is saturated and monopolized by a few large companies, all of which have gang backgrounds. Jin Dali has no choice but to spend his own money to buy some bad debts and then collect them himself.

After several days of discussion with his subordinates, he finally settled on Li Sansi.

First of all, this guy is not a gang member, nor does he belong to the "three no-go" category. Secondly, he is a movie director. In Jin Dali's opinion, only those guys who are full of nothing and have nowhere to vent their energy have the time and spare money to make movies.

Before coming, Jin Dali planned five different schemes to deal with various emergencies. He planned to use his rich experience in debt collection to accumulate initial capital, and then climb to the top of the city step by step, so that no one would look down on him again, and he would set his own rules. After all, he had long been unhappy with those gangs.

The wish was good, and the person wasn't bad, but unfortunately, before Jin Dali could put it into practice, all his imaginations were shattered by Gao Ming's shot.

“It’s just an audit, right? No problem!” With Gao Ming’s gun pointed at him, Jin Dali’s legs went weak, so he chose to kneel on one knee. This was not because he was afraid: “I am very familiar with many debt companies.”

"We can't investigate openly; we have to do it covertly, as comprehensively and thoroughly as possible, without any mistakes or omissions." Gao Ming found a piece of paper and casually wrote an IOU: "If you can provide all the information I want, I'll give you the house, and we'll have more collaborations in the future."

"Are you already making empty promises to the debt collectors?" Jin Dali's voice was bitter as a gun was pointed at him.

"Take it, I won't go back on my word." Gao Ming wasn't familiar with debt, and besides, he had more important things to do right now.

After leaving his phone number, Gao Ming and the others left room 41413. He locked the door and headed towards the elevator.

"Li Sansi is quite interesting that he actually asked debt collectors to help check the accounts."

"Dali, stop kneeling, everyone's already gone."

"Uncle, I've told you so many times, you have to call me Boss when we're out."

"Okay, boss, your mom just texted us asking if we're coming home for lunch?"

The elevator doors slowly closed, and Gao Ming overheard the conversation between the members of the Skull Group. How should I put it? Many things in this city have been distorted, but some things that were originally genuine have been unintentionally preserved.

Night falls, plunging the city into darkness, but certain reflective objects remain, illuminating whenever a light source appears in the city.

Leaving Minghua Residential Area, Gao Ming's backpack was filled with more things. The photos were filled with despair and heaviness, making it hard for him to breathe. Fortunately, he met Jin Dali, who helped dispel some of the gloom. Checking the map, Gao Ming discovered that there were no underground water network entrances or exits near Minghua Residential Area, where Li Sansi lived. It was as if he was deliberately avoiding it.

"Li Sansi moved to the Third Block after he grew up. Where in this city did he live before?"

Having found the sewage treatment center in the third block, Gao Ming wanted to take a taxi there, but the third block was in chaos and there were no taxis available. He had no choice but to call a driver from Wan Sheng and borrow a car to get on the road.

The streets were a mess, and the further they drove into the territory of the two gangs, the more chaotic it became. Gao Ming checked the navigation and prepared to take another route, but his phone kept vibrating at that moment.

"Director Li, it's already dawn, aren't you coming back yet?" Jia Youzhi's voice came from the phone. The moment Gao Ming heard it, he wasn't thinking about what Jia Youzhi had said, but rather whether the voice was something he was imagining.

After seeing the photos of Li Sansi taken when he was a child, Gao Ming felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

"Director Li? Director Li! My director!" Jia Youzhi shouted.

"Keep your voice down, I heard you." Gao Ming turned down the volume.

"I'm glad you're alright. The Third District is in complete chaos! The Zhuchuan Society and Wansheng are accusing each other of using high explosives and spreading the virus in the city. Multiple forces are searching for the Zhuchuan Society's missing pharmaceutical equipment, which is said to be the bargaining chip the Zhuchuan Society used to get other district gangs to take action. Last night, the Zhuchuan Society's headquarters was bombed, and there are patients everywhere. Wansheng is not doing well either; a third of their leaders have been killed."

Gao Ming didn't detect any worry in Jia Youzhi's words, only gloating: "Are there any signs that the two of them are making peace?"

"The intensity has escalated. The Takekawa Society has called in reinforcements from three other gangs in the other districts. We all thought Wansheng was doomed, but then the Mountain Tiger from the First District came down from the mountain and is leading his men toward the Third District. Tonight is definitely going to be the craziest battle ever!"

"Mountain lord?"

“The gang leaders of the First District, Wan Sheng and Shan Jun, used to be one family, but later separated. It is said that they were keeping a secret together, and after the separation, they kept to themselves.” Ding Xiang’s voice came through the receiver: “Director Li, Shan Jun’s intentions are not good. If he really wanted to save Wan Sheng, he would have already taken action. Coming here now is just to take advantage of the situation. I’m worried that the Third District will completely become a battlefield. Maybe we should hide in another district.”

"Don't you remember what we promised Councilor Cimei? The more chaotic things are, the easier it is to develop believers. You can appropriately reduce your propaganda for Cimei and mainly emphasize the preciousness of light and peace." Gao Ming has no plans to leave for the time being; he still has a big thing to do here.

Upon hearing Gao Ming's words, Ding Xiang immediately understood. She hesitated for a moment before asking again, "Director Li, you wouldn't be planning a switcheroo to seize Councilor Ci Mei's position, would you? Compared to gangs, the City Council is more readily accepted by the citizens. What if Councilor Ci Mei suddenly disappears...?"

Narrowing his eyes, Gao Ming interrupted Ding Xiang: "Don't overthink it, just do what you're supposed to do."

After hanging up the phone, Gao Ming glanced at the driver who was tied to the back seat: "Did you hear anything just now?"

The driver's neck was almost broken from shaking, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

(End of this chapter)