You were put undercover, and you've risen to become the boss.

King's Restaurant is located on the third floor of the mall.

The butcher glanced around and saw that Old Scar and his group had dispersed and entered before heading to the third floor.

Upon reaching the second floor, Chen Hui suddenly stopped.

"Butcher, there's a toilet over there. Wait two minutes, I need to use the restroom, I can't hold it in!"

"Hurry up!"

The butcher trusts him completely now, so he has to seize this opportunity to pass on the information. Once he sees Zuo Min, it won't be so easy to deliver the message.

He entered the restroom, went to the innermost stall, deliberately turned on the flush to cover his voice, and dialed Tan Zhigang's number.

The call was answered as soon as it was connected.

"Xiao Hui, what's going on?"

"Master, we have made a major discovery. Zuo Min has come to Yangcheng."

"Who?"

"Who did you say came to Yangcheng?"

Tan Zhigang was clearly agitated, even doubting that he had misheard. He became somewhat agitated and raised his voice to ask.

Chen Hui thought the sound of flushing water was making it difficult for him to hear clearly, so he quickly said...

"Zuo Min! It's Zuo Min!"

After receiving confirmation, Tan Zhigang was no longer able to remain calm.

Who is Zuo Min? He is a major drug lord from overseas, a big name in their Southern Xinjiang Province, and even in the Ministry of Public Security of China.

Zuo Min's shadow can be seen behind many drug trafficking cases in cities across China.

Over the years, they have sent several undercover agents to infiltrate Zuo Min and his subordinates, and almost all of them have been murdered.

There were even more anti-drug police officers; at least five officers sacrificed their lives fighting Zuo Min on the border.

The police had almost no information about Zuo Min; they only knew that the person existed.

Now that Chen Hui had said that Zuo Min had come to Yangcheng, even the captain of the Criminal Investigation Corps was momentarily flustered and hurriedly asked.

"Xiao Hui, are you sure about this information?"

"Last night, Zuo Min contacted Butcher to meet this afternoon. I'm with Butcher at Beicheng Shopping Mall now, and we're about to meet Zuo Min."

"Master, I might not be able to relay messages for a while. I want to ask you, should we arrest Zuo Min or not?"

Tan Zhigang hesitated for a moment, a resolute look flashing in his eyes.

"First, confirm whether Zuo Min has arrived. The flow of people in Beicheng Mall is too large. We don't have any direct evidence of Zuo Min's crimes. Besides, we don't even know what he looks like, which is not conducive to the arrest. If we are not careful, the people in the mall may become hostages."

"Since Zuo Min dared to show up at the Beicheng Shopping Mall, he must have made thorough preparations. Once we alert him, it will be difficult to get him back to the surface. We can't arrest him unless we're absolutely certain!"

"Understood, Master, someone is coming."

Chen Hui immediately hung up the phone, deleted the call log, and walked out of the latrine. Someone had come in to use the toilet.

"Ahui, hurry up!"

When the butcher saw him come out, he quickly called him to follow.

Upon arriving on the third floor, a female server approached with a smile at the restaurant entrance.

"Hello sir, are you Mr. Ge?"

The butcher looked at her with surprise and wariness.

How did you know?

"A gentleman has booked a private room and asked me to wait for you here."

"oh!"

"Gentlemen, this way please!"

The waitress led them through the lobby to the innermost private room.

Along the way, the butcher and Chen Hui observed their surroundings.

"Ah Hui, how's it going?"

It's still early before lunchtime, and there are only two tables occupied in the restaurant.

"Butcher, these two tables of people are not ordinary; they don't seem like average people."

Their eyes were sharp, and the murderous aura they exuded was not something ordinary people possessed. Their eyes were always on guard, showing a high level of professionalism.

The butcher nodded and whispered.

"They must be Zuo Min's men!"

The waiter came to the innermost private room and knocked on the door.

"Sir, your guest has arrived!"

"Thank you, please let them in."

A deep, powerful voice came from inside the private room.

The waiter pushed open the door to the private room and gestured an invitation.

"Please, gentlemen!"

The butcher and Chen Hui entered the private room one after the other.

An elderly man in his late fifties or early sixties sat in the center of the private room. His hair was somewhat gray, and he had a kind face and a very gentle demeanor. This was Zuo Min.

If you didn't know him, you would definitely think he was an entrepreneur or a philanthropist.

On the dining table, there were many seafood ingredients.

The butcher's eyes widened when he saw the man, and he quickly stepped forward, speaking with great respect.

"Master Zuo!"

Zuo Min looked at him, picked up the teacup in front of her, took a sip, and smiled. However, her eyes became sharp, as if she could see through people's hearts, which made the butcher very nervous.

"Don't be nervous, don't be shy, have a seat!"

"Thank you, Master Zuo!"

The butcher pulled out a chair and sat down properly.

Zuo Min picked up the teapot next to her, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to him.

"Try this tea, it tastes pretty good. I've always loved drinking this tea, it's the taste of my hometown."

The butcher quickly stood up and took the teacup with both hands.

"Thank you, Master Zuo, I can handle this!"

Zuo Min maintained his harmless smile as he put down his teacup and said calmly.

"I remember the last time we met was three years ago, wasn't it?"

The butcher held the teacup with both hands, still very nervous, and nodded repeatedly like a pecking at rice.

"Mr. Zuo, you have a good memory! It was three years ago!"

"Sigh, time flies. Three years have passed, and things have changed so quickly. Three years ago, Three Eyes was still here, but now he's gone."

The butcher didn't know what Zuo Min meant, so he could only go along with it.

We are all very saddened by what happened to Third Master.

Zuo Min ignored these words and continued.

"Just like last night, things changed so quickly. Wang Kun died in an instant. Don't you think the changes were too fast?"

Upon hearing this, the butcher's face changed drastically, his eyes widened in disbelief, his hands trembled, and he spilled the tea in his cup. He looked at Zuo Min in horror.

"Master Zuo... how is this possible?"

His face was filled with panic, and he hurriedly explained.

"Master Zuo, this has nothing to do with me!"

Zuo Min smiled faintly, her gaze fixed intently on him, before picking up her teacup again and taking a small sip.

"Butcher, you called me last night saying Wang Kun wanted to kill you? You even colluded with outsiders to target you and Leopard, plotting against you both. But in the blink of an eye, you're alive, Wang Kun is dead, and Leopard is dead too!"

The butcher's eyes widened in even greater panic. He never dreamed that Wang Kun had died last night, and now he was at a loss for words.

Wang Kun was Zuo Min's new spokesperson, but now that he's dead, Zuo Min seems determined to settle scores with him.

"Master Zuo, Wang Kun's death really has nothing to do with me!"

Zuo Min's eyes grew sharper as she stared intently at him, but she maintained that harmless smile on her lips.

"Butcher, since you didn't do it, you don't need to be so nervous. Tell me, what exactly happened last night?"