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Qin Yang finally said: "Mr. Falcone, I know the road ahead is full of thorns, but I have the determination and courage to face it.

I believe that with your support, we can transform Gotham and make it a city that people can be proud of.”

Falcone stood up. His movements were a little slow but full of power.

He walked up to Qin Yang and patted him on the shoulder.

"Qin Yang, I believe you.

Just go for it, Gotham's future depends on you."

In the following time, Qin Yang and Falconet continued to discuss in depth the specific details and strategies of creating a force.

The room was filled with a solemn and expectant atmosphere, as if every molecule in the air was waiting to be planned into a grand blueprint.

Qin Yang sat upright in the heavy oak chair, leaning forward slightly, his eyes fixed on the paper spread out in front of him, on which were scribbled some organizational charts and data statistics.

He cleared his throat and began to put forward a series of practical plans and suggestions.

When it comes to recruiting members, Qin Yang's voice is steady and powerful, as if every word has been carefully considered.

He described it in detail, as if he was painting a vivid picture.

Qin Yang said: "We need to look for suitable candidates from all walks of life.

Our first choice is those poor people at the bottom of society who are strong and eager to change their fate.

They are like unpolished gems with endless potential.

We can look for them in places like docks and factories, where a large number of people struggling for their lives gather.

They have been oppressed and have a strong desire to change the status quo. As long as we give them a glimmer of hope, they will grab it tightly. "

Qin Yang paused, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, and continued: "Then there are those who have a skill in the middle class of society, such as veterans who are good at fighting, small accountants who are proficient in account management, or small vendors with excellent eloquence.

They can bring us professional skills and make our organization more diverse.

For these people, we cannot just lure them with money, but also give them a stage to display their talents and let them see that they have irreplaceable value in our forces. "

At this point, Qin Yang's eyes sparkled, "As for high-level talents, we need to dig out those who are marginalized by the existing forces but are extremely talented.

They have rich experience and extensive network of contacts, and once they join us, they will bring us tremendous help.

We can contact them secretly, understand their demands, and then offer them high positions and sufficient power to attract them to work for us."

When it comes to raising funds, Qin Yang's expression becomes serious.

Qin Yang knew very well that capital was the lifeblood of building power and he could not afford to be careless.

“We need to establish a diversified source of funding.”

His eyes scanned every corner of the room firmly, as if he could find treasure there.

“First of all, legitimate business activities are what we must engage in.

We can invest in some emerging industries, such as the newly emerging automobile manufacturing industry or the emerging entertainment industry.

In the automotive manufacturing industry, we can start with the production of parts and components, and then use Gotham’s cheap labor and abundant resources to gradually build our own industrial chain.

As for the entertainment industry, there are many people in Gotham who are eager for entertainment. We can open theaters and dance halls to attract people to spend money. "

Qin Yang frowned and continued, "Of course, we can't ignore the money-making opportunities in those gray areas.

Smuggling goods that are in short supply in Gotham but are heavily taxed, such as rare spices and expensive silks.

But this requires us to establish a strict smuggling network, and every link must be carefully planned from the procurement of goods to transportation and final sales.

We need to reach an agreement with the bosses of the smuggling ships at sea to have them transport the goods for us, and at the same time we need to arrange reliable people on land to be responsible for receiving and distributing the goods.

Furthermore, we must always be alert to the police and other forces to avoid being caught.”

When talking about building an intelligence network, Qin Yang's voice became low and mysterious.

In this Gotham City full of conspiracies and calculations, intelligence is like a lighthouse in the darkness, guiding them in the right direction.

"We need to plant our spies in every corner of Gotham."

Qin Yang spoke softly, as if he was afraid that the wall might overhear him.

"From bustling commercial areas to dark and damp slums, from government buildings to gangster lairs.

In commercial areas, those seemingly ordinary shop assistants and deliverymen can become our intelligence agents.

They deal with all kinds of people every day and are able to hear a lot of valuable news.

We have to pay them enough so that they will willingly provide us with intelligence.

In the slums, those kids are the best eyes and ears.

They are small and agile, and can move through alleys without being noticed.

We can give them some small favors, such as food and clothes, and let them observe those suspicious people entering and leaving the slums.

In the government building, we have to bribe some low-level officials. Although they do not hold high positions, they often have access to some internal documents and confidential meeting contents.

As for the gang's lair, it is the most difficult place to infiltrate, but not impossible.

We can start with those members who are excluded by other gangs or dissatisfied with their bosses, recruit them and let them provide us with information."

Falcone provided Qin Yang with valuable guidance and support based on his own experience and resources.

Falcone sat on the large leather sofa, leaning lazily on the armrest, but his eyes were sharp and wise.

He listened to Qin Yang's story, nodded from time to time, and then began to share his own insights.

"Qin Yang, your ideas on recruiting members are very comprehensive."

Falcone's voice was filled with the vicissitudes of a veteran. "But you have to know that in Gotham, people are vicious. When we recruit members, we must conduct strict background checks.

For those poor people at the bottom of society, although they are eager to change their fate, they may be exploited by other forces and become a hidden danger within our organization.

We need to establish a strict review mechanism, not only to understand their family background and social relations, but also to test their loyalty.

For example, we can set up some small tests to see whether they can remain loyal to us when faced with temptations of interests or dangers. "

Falconet picked up the glass, took a sip of red wine, and continued: “As for the middle-level personnel, you are right, their skills are very important to us.

But we must also be careful to prevent infighting among them.

These people with special skills are often arrogant and prone to conflicts.

We need to formulate clear rules and regulations to clarify their responsibilities and scope of authority to avoid power struggles that affect our overall development.

When it comes to attracting senior talents, in addition to promising them high positions and power, we must also pay attention to their ambitions.

If their ambitions are too great, they may pose a threat to our leadership in the future.

We need to reach some agreements with them to limit their power before they join.”

When it comes to raising funds, Falcone frowned and his expression turned serious.

“Qin Yang, the legal business activities and gray area money-making opportunities you mentioned are both feasible to a certain extent.

But in legitimate business activities, we must be careful about suppression from competitors.

Business competition in Gotham is extremely brutal, and those large companies that have already established themselves will not easily let us have a piece of the pie.

We need to cooperate with some influential politicians or other forces and use their influence to safeguard our business activities.

In the gray area, smuggling is lucrative but also extremely risky.

We must ensure that our smuggling network is sufficiently covert and cannot rely solely on the smuggling ship bosses and land-based contacts.

We need to train a group of loyal and reliable smugglers ourselves who are familiar with various sea and land routes and can respond quickly when encountering danger.

Moreover, we need to build our own warehouses to store the smuggled goods. The locations of these warehouses must be concealed enough and have good defense capabilities to prevent them from being seized by other forces or the police."

When it comes to establishing an intelligence network, Falcone's eyes become profound.

"Qin Yang, your idea is good, but in the complex environment of Gotham, the intelligence network can be easily destroyed.

We need to establish a multi-layer encrypted intelligence transmission mechanism.

For example, after our intelligence agents collect intelligence, they cannot pass it to us directly, but have to go through several hands.

Each person who transfers the information only knows part of the information, and only when this information is finally gathered here can it be presented in its entirety.

This can prevent our entire intelligence network from being wiped out once a certain intelligence agent is caught.

Moreover, we need to replace intelligence agents regularly to prevent them from being discovered by other forces due to their long-term intelligence work.

At the same time, we need to establish a dedicated intelligence analysis team that can filter out useful information from a large amount of intelligence and predict what might happen in the future to provide a basis for our decision-making. "

Falconet encouraged, “Qin Yang, your plan is very thorough, but it will take more patience and perseverance to execute.

I believe you have the ability to overcome all difficulties."

His eyes were full of trust and expectation, like an elder encouraging a promising junior.

Qin Yang smiled and said, “Mr. Falcone, thank you for your trust and support.

I will use practical actions to prove my value and ability!" Qin Yang's smile was full of confidence, a smile that showed his full belief in his own abilities, and also a longing for the future.

Then, as if he had thought of something, Qin Yang lowered his voice and said with a heavy tone: “Sir Falcone, there is one more thing I must report to you.

My in-depth investigation revealed that Fish Mooney and Nicola Bertinelli had a secret deal going on, and worse, they both seemed intent on betraying our alliance."

At this time, Qin Yang's expression became very serious, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes revealed worry and uneasiness.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to suddenly become cold, and the longing and expectation for the future that was originally present in the room was instantly replaced by a depressing atmosphere.

Upon hearing this, Falconet's expression suddenly changed, and the wine glass in his hand trembled slightly.

The red wine in the glass seemed to sense the owner's emotional fluctuations and swayed inside the glass. The red wine flickered with a strange light under the light.

He quickly regained his composure and looked at Qin Yang with sharp eyes, but there was still a trace of barely perceptible panic in his eyes.

Falcone said in a deep and powerful voice: "Go on, Qin Yang, I need all the details."

Although his voice was low, it was full of unquestionable majesty, like the huge energy surging beneath the calm sea before the storm.

Qin Yang nodded and described in detail how he discovered the secret correspondence between Fish and Nicholas, and how they secretly transferred funds through third-party channels in an attempt to weaken the power of the Falcone family.

Qin Yang's eyes became sharper and his voice became deeper, as if every word carried a heavy secret.

"I first noticed some clues."

Qin Yang began to tell the story, his eyes seemed to travel through time and return to the moment he discovered the clue.

“I had an obscure informant at the bar that Fish Mooney frequented.

The informant disguised himself as an alcoholic and hung out in bars every day.

One day, he found Fish Mooney and a stranger talking in a low voice in a corner of the bar.

The stranger was dressed in ordinary clothes, but his behavior revealed an unusual aura.

The informant pretended to be drunk, staggered closer to them, and heard some muffled words in which Nicola Bertinelli's name was mentioned.

Qin Yang paused, as if recalling more details.

“Since then, I’ve started paying closer attention to Fish Mooney’s every move.

I found him often going to an abandoned warehouse late at night.

The warehouse was located on the edge of Gotham City, surrounded by weeds and almost no one.

I personally lurked in a hidden corner near the warehouse and observed his actions for several nights in a row.

Finally, one night, I saw him meeting a mysterious man in the warehouse.

The mysterious man brought a large box, and they exchanged the boxes and left in a hurry.

Qin Yang frowned and continued, "I felt that the matter was very suspicious, so I started to investigate the mysterious man.

Through my connections in the underground intelligence network, I learned that the mysterious man was a middleman who specialized in illegal fund transfers.

He often transferred funds between different accounts for gangs or illegal businessmen to evade tax and police investigation.

I followed this clue and further investigated and found that Fish Mooney and Nicola Bertinelli secretly transferred a large amount of funds from some industries controlled by the Falconet family through this middleman. "Qin Yang said: "I intercepted several of their secret letters, which clearly mentioned their dissatisfaction with your plan and their intention to betray you.

They seem to be planning to strike you a fatal blow at a critical moment in order to seize more power.”

Qin Yang took out a few crumpled letters from his arms. The color of the letter paper had turned a little yellow, and it was obvious that they had gone through some twists and turns to get them.

He handed the letter to Falcone with a serious look in his eyes.

After hearing this, Falcone's eyes flashed with anger, but it was quickly replaced by deep thought.

He knows very well that betrayal is the norm in Gotham, a world where the strong prey on the weak. However, how to deal with such betrayal is the key to testing a leader's wisdom.

His fingers were tightly holding the letters, and the letters were trembling slightly in his hands, as if they could also feel his inner anger and entanglement.

Falconet groaned for a moment and said, “Qin Yang, your information is very timely and important.

For Fish and Nicola, we can’t just sit there and wait.

What suggestions do you have? " He stared at Qin Yang closely, his eyes full of expectation, hoping that Qin Yang could give a perfect solution again.

Qin Yang was well prepared. He opened his mouth slowly and put forward his plan.

Qin Yang's expression was very calm, and his eyes showed a calmness and wisdom, as if he had seen through everything behind this conspiracy.

Qin Yang said: "First of all, we need to keep this news confidential and not let more people know about our internal conflicts.

Once this news leaks out, our enemies will take the opportunity to attack us, and our own people may also become morale-destroying due to panic.

We must continue to maintain superficial cooperation with Fish and Nicholas as usual, and not let them realize that we are aware of their conspiracy."

Qin Yang's voice was steady and firm, and his eyes scanned every corner of the room, as if he was planning a war without the smoke of gunpowder.

"At the same time, we can use this information to set up a trap to lure Fish and Nicholas into it."

The corners of Qin Yang's mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible sneer.

“We can deliberately reveal some false intelligence, such as we have a huge amount of funds to be transferred, and the transfer route and time are arranged in detail.

But in reality, this was a trap we set.

We set up a heavy ambush on the route where funds were transferred, waiting for them to take the bait.

Once they show up, we can capture them in one fell swoop, which can not only avoid internal chaos, but also serve as a warning to others who want to betray us."

Falconet nodded and motioned Qin Yang to continue.

His eyes were full of admiration. He knew that Qin Yang was a rare talent. At this critical moment, Qin Yang's calmness and wisdom were invaluable.

Qin Yang said: “Secondly, I suggest that we send a reliable subordinate, preferably the snitch, to the Maroni family as an undercover agent.

The Maroni family has always had conflicts with Fish and Nicholas, and they may be willing to become our allies and fight against these two traitors together."

There was a deep strategy in Qin Yang's eyes, and his voice was steady and firm, as if this plan had been brewing in his mind for a long time.

He raised his head slightly, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, which was the expectation for the successful implementation of this plan.

Upon hearing this, Falcone's eyes flashed with approval.

That trace of praise was like a shooting star in the dark night, brief but very dazzling.

He knew very well that the power of the Maroni family in Gotham should not be underestimated. If he could win their support, it would greatly increase their strength against Fish and Nicholas.

Falcone leaned back slightly in his chair, his hands crossed over his chest, lost in thought.

His eyes became profound, as if he was outlining the map of the various family forces in Gotham in his mind, weighing the possible pros and cons of this plan.

After pondering for a moment, Falcone said, "This plan sounds good, but how can we ensure the safety of the informer in the Maroni family and allow him to successfully obtain valuable intelligence?" His voice was low and magnetic, and every word was like a note struck in the air, full of caution and doubt.

He frowned, and the muscles on his face tightened slightly, showing his concern about the plan.

He stared at Qin Yang closely, as if trying to find the answer from Qin Yang's eyes.

Qin Yang said: “Mr. Falcone, I am ready for this.

First, I will give the informant a rigorous training to familiarize him with the Maroni family’s operating methods and internal relationships.”

Qin Yang's expression was serious and earnest. He stood straight with his hands hanging naturally, like a general about to go to war and reporting his battle plan.

"This training is not an easy task. I will start from all aspects."

Qin Yang began to explain in detail, his voice becoming deeper, as if he was sharing a secret.

“We have to start with the basic structure of the Maroney family and let him understand the relationships between the various levels of the family.

From the head of the family, to the leaders under him, to the grassroots thugs and younger brothers.

We will dissect the internal structure of the Maroni family like a fine clock."

Qin Yang's eyes were filled with concentration, and he continued, "I will find him all kinds of information about the history of the Maroni family, the transactions they have participated in, and their grievances with other families.

Some of this information comes from our own intelligence database, while some needs to be collected through underground intelligence networks.

We need to let the snitch know the reasons behind every decision made by the Maroni family and the purpose of every action.”

Qin Yang paused, adjusted his breathing, and continued: "Secondly, I will provide him with a fake identity and a carefully fabricated resume so that he can successfully enter the Maroni family."

There was a gleam of wisdom in Qin Yang's eyes, as if he had already seen the scene where the snitch brother successfully infiltrated the Maroni family with a fake identity.

“This fake identity has to stand up to scrutiny.

We couldn’t simply make up a generic identity, but had to tailor it to the Maroney family’s current needs and circumstances.

For example, if the Maroni family has recently expanded into a new business area, such as smuggling some rare artworks, we can set the identity of the informant as someone who has experience in art smuggling.

His resume should include details of every smuggling operation he has ever participated in, where he has conducted transactions, and with whom he has collaborated.

We need to make this fake identity look real, so that the Maronis have no reason to be suspicious.”

Qin Yang's speech was not fast, but every word was full of power, and his expression became more determined.

Qin Yang paused and continued, "As for how to deal with inquiries from the outside world, we can make up a reasonable excuse, such as he had a conflict with his family for some reason and was forced to leave and seek new asylum.

This would explain his sudden departure and avoid arousing the suspicion of Fish and Nicholas. "

There was a hint of cunning in Qin Yang's eyes. He seemed to have foreseen all possible situations and was prepared to deal with them.

“This excuse must also be carefully crafted.

We have to take into account all the details that might be asked.

If someone asks him what the contradiction is, we cannot be vague but must give a specific reason.

For example, he was dissatisfied with the unfair treatment given by his family during the division of spoils, or he discovered that a senior member of his family was secretly colluding with his enemies, and he tried to expose it but was suppressed.

Furthermore, we wanted him to express helplessness and anger when he made this excuse, just like someone who was truly abandoned by his family.”

Falconet nodded, expressing his satisfaction with Qin Yang's plan.

But he also knew that this plan was not easy to implement and required great wisdom and courage.

There was both approval of Qin Yang's plan and worry about the challenges that might be faced in the future in his eyes.

His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, as if he was thinking about something.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes stayed on Qin Yang for a moment, and then moved away, as if he was rehearsing in his mind the various situations that might be encountered in this plan.

Falconet said in a firm tone: “Qin Yang, I believe in your ability.

This plan is left to you to execute.

But you must remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must remain calm and cautious.

Our goal is to remove the betrayers within, not put ourselves in greater danger.”

Falcone's voice was like a loud bell, full of majesty and trust.

His expression became serious, and there was an unquestionable determination in his eyes.

He sat up straight, holding the armrests tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to transfer his strength to Qin Yang.

When Qin Yang heard this, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He knew that Falcone's trust and support for him were invaluable.

His eyes were full of gratitude and he lowered his head slightly, as if to show respect for this trust.

Qin Yang nodded solemnly, indicating that he would do his best.

Qin Yang's body trembled slightly, which was a manifestation of the excitement and sense of mission surging in his heart.

He clenched his fists and swore to himself that he must carry out this plan perfectly.

Qin Yang said: “Mr. Falcone, please rest assured.

I will personally supervise the implementation of the entire plan to ensure that every link is foolproof.

At the same time, I will always pay attention to external developments and adjust strategies in a timely manner to deal with possible changes. "

Qin Yang's voice was full of confidence and determination. He looked at Falconet firmly, with a look of courage to face death.

He stood straight like a tall pine tree, giving people a feeling of reliability and stability.

His mind was already rapidly thinking through every detail of the plan's execution, starting from the training of the snitch brother, to every action after successfully infiltrating the Maroni family, and to how to adjust the entire plan according to changes in the outside world.

This is a game full of dangers and challenges, but Qin Yang is fully prepared.

Gotham City at night is like a huge maze shrouded in darkness, with danger and conspiracy lurking in every corner.

On the river bank, the biting cold wind was like countless icy blades, cutting everything wantonly.

The wind whistled past, bringing with it a biting cold, causing the wild grass by the river to tremble and make a rustling sound.

The Penguin Man was seriously injured at this time. His body was like a candle in the wind, staggering on the edge of the river bank.

His clothes were tattered and stained with blood and dirt, and his already funny and weird figure looked even more miserable.

His steps were weak, and every step seemed to use up all his strength, leaving a string of crooked footprints on the mud behind him.

His face was twisted in pain, his pale lips kept trembling, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, mixing with the stains on his face, making him look even more miserable.

Behind him were the pursuers sent by Fish Mooney.

The footsteps of the pursuers were like the call of the god of death, heavy and rapid, and every step seemed to be stepping on the Penguin Man's heart.

Their figures are looming in the night, like ghosts hidden in the darkness, exuding a chilling aura.

Holding various weapons in their hands, the blades flashed coldly in the dim moonlight, and the cold light seemed to be able to penetrate the cold night.

The Penguin Man was panting, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and every breath was like pulling a bellows, making a hissing sound in his throat.

There was both despair and unwillingness in his eyes, as if two faint flames were burning in his eyes, struggling in the darkness and refusing to go out.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn... Fish... She won't let me go..." The voice echoed in the cold night sky with deep resentment.

Just then, a low and powerful sound of footsteps came from the darkness.

The footsteps were like steady drumbeats, breaking the tense and desperate atmosphere.

The Penguin turned around suddenly. His movements were a little slow due to his injury, but his eyes were full of vigilance.

An old man in a dark windbreaker slowly walked out of the shadows. It was the Gotham overlord Falcone.

Falconet's windbreaker fluttered gently in the cold wind, and the corners of his coat looked like black wings.

His face was majestic, and every wrinkle seemed to be engraved with the vicissitudes of life and the marks of power.

His eyes were deep and sharp, like two unsheathed swords, revealing unquestionable authority.

His steps were steady and firm, and every step seemed to be stepping on Gotham's power map.

Falcone's voice was steady, and it sounded like an ancient bell, echoing in the silent night sky.

His eyes revealed unquestionable authority, as if his gaze could control everything.

Falconet said, "Oswald, it seems your plan is not going as smoothly as you expected."

The Penguin was stunned for a moment, a hint of doubt flashed across his eyes, and then as if he realized something, the doubt was instantly replaced by a complex emotion. (End of this chapter)