Master Xin quickly replied, "I feel that this information is not complete enough. Let me supplement it. The crimes of these three people are not even one-tenth of what is written here. If all of them were written down, it would be enough to execute them."

Zhu Fanfan: ...When did Master Xin become so unreliable?

Master Xin took out his treasured fountain pen and began to fill in the incriminating evidence on the paper. When he couldn't write any more, Zhu Fanfan took out two more sheets of paper and gave them to Master Xin to continue writing: "Write down the information about money on an extra sheet of paper. I need it."

Using the paper Uncle Qi gave her to write down the incriminating evidence was perfectly fine. Even if he wanted to take it back, she wouldn't expose anything. Master Xin definitely knew more about money than Uncle Qi, because the person who knows you best is neither yourself nor your friend, but rather your enemy.

Xinye racked her brains and wrote down all the possible places where the three people might have hidden money. She even asked for a few extra sheets of paper and thoughtfully drew a simple picture. Although the drawing was not very accurate, the text marked the address and it was still understandable. The rest was up to her to investigate.

Zhu Fanfan put the paper away and said with a smile, "Next, it's my personal matter. Could you do me a favor, Master Xin?"

Uncle Xin, unsure of what to do, nodded and said, "Okay, please tell me."

He'd agree to anything he was asked to do first, and if he couldn't do it, he'd simply disappear overseas, and nobody could find him.

Zhu Fanfan said gently, "Have four of your men keep watch outside and don't let anyone in. I want to discuss this with you."

With boundless envy, Master Xin dismissed the four people, then said with a look of heroic sacrifice, "Heroine, what are your orders?"

After Zhu Fanfan and the others left, and he was sure no one would hear, he said, "Fu Minghao is my maternal grandfather. He said you are trustworthy. I want to cooperate with you to expand and strengthen the black market. Moreover, I can bring Qishan over as your backer so that you have no worries."

The black market will not be able to be suppressed for some time to come. As long as people's basic needs are not met, even if one market is shut down, another will still exist. Where there is demand, there is a market, and the black market is that market. It doesn't disappear just because one boss is gone; it will only be the rise of another boss.

Moreover, food is a major problem nowadays. For at least the next decade or so, the black market will dominate the food supply, and food is the last thing she has in abundance.

To everyone's surprise, Master Xin burst into tears and pledged his loyalty. He said, "If you know Master Fu, just say so. We're all on the same side. He was beaten for nothing. Besides, there's Director Qi Shan. If I had known he had such a powerful background, I would have knelt down to greet him. Who knew that he had been suppressed by several other black market bosses during this period, and he was so anxious that he even wanted to report to the police and die together with them."

Zhu Fanfan was still worried: "I will provide plenty of food and meat in the future, but I need your sincerity."

Seeing Zhu Fanfan's expression that said, "I need your life as collateral," Master Xin swallowed hard and hardened his heart: "As long as I can get my revenge, my life is yours."

Zhu Fanfan was speechless: "There's no need to be so ruthless. It's just that my identity is special and cannot be exposed. But don't worry, if you want to betray me, your whole family will have to go and reunite with the King of Hell."

Master Xin had no choice but to agree. However, he did not expect that her so-called sincerity was to ask him to sign a master-servant contract. For the sake of his future support, he gritted his teeth and agreed. He felt that after she placed her hand on his head for a while, his mentality changed immediately. He felt that she was his master and his god, and he could not have the slightest thought of betrayal. He even had to put his own family aside.

Zhu Fanfan's face turned pale as she said, "The contract I signed with you will not interfere with your life, but if you try to betray me, you will suffer terribly, and your family will be punished."

Master Xin's face turned pale: "I will never betray you."

Zhu Fanfan waved his hand: "I'll go check these things first. You just need to gather your men. I'll come over the day after tomorrow. You come with me to take back the territory. The Shanghai black market will be my domain from now on, understand?"

Master Xin nodded vigorously. He had no other skills but being good at knowing how to seize opportunities. They could tell that this little girl was a master in no time. In today's society, as long as you have the strongest fist, you're right. This little girl was ruthless! She showed no mercy when she hit people, and he dared not offend her.

After dealing with this matter, Zhu Fanfan left and went to a secluded spot to rest in her spatial dimension. This was the first time she had used this contract on a person. She had used it on the Wolf King before, but the Wolf King was very docile. When she used it on Master Xin, he was extremely resistant, which took a lot of her energy. Moreover, she realized that she had been deceived by Master Xin. Master Xin's willpower was not weak either, and he was not as cowardly as he appeared. However, the contract was established, and it was too late for him to regret it.

After years of research into mental power, she discovered that the mental power control contract was actually something that her ancestors had already cracked. It was somewhat similar to modern hypnosis, except that in a contract, mental power directly enters a person's mind and uses a formation to make the other person accept hypnosis. In contrast, hypnosis in real life requires the use of tools, such as language, suggestion, or even fists. As long as the other person's willpower is dazed, a large part of the success is achieved.

Following the address given by Master Xin, Zhu Fanfan quickly found the place where the three were hiding. Using his mental power to become invisible, he openly entered their warehouse. After inspecting it, he found that it mainly contained antiques, gold and silver jewelry, and a large amount of grain. However, they didn't understand antiques and artifacts, so they were arranged haphazardly and were easily broken, which made Zhu Fanfan feel very distressed. After checking the items with his mental power and taking inventory, he left.

Soon all three inspections were completed, and the team left to report back. Qi Shan, beaming with satisfaction upon receiving the investigation results, said, "I knew you could do it, Fanfan. Uncle is so proud of you. Let me make some arrangements, and we'll get started right away."

Zhu Fanfan said with a smile, "Uncle Qi, you see, the black market is rampant despite repeated crackdowns. Rather than letting others seize the opportunity and commit crimes like Tiger Boss, why don't we step in, regulate it, and make everyone happy?"

Qi Shan sighed helplessly: "Your Uncle Qi's identity is sensitive and it's not suitable for him to show up. I don't have that much hostility towards the black market. If someone can uphold fair trade, I will definitely support them."

Zhu Fanfan was relieved: "Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll find people and we'll work together to keep Shanghai in order."

Qi Shan found it amusing: "Tell Yu Xin to take it easy. I will handle important matters impartially."

Zhu Fanfan wasn't surprised that Uncle Qi could guess her plan: "Uncle Qi, you're so smart, you knew I wanted to cooperate with Master Xin."

Qi Shan laughed and scolded, "Why are you pretending with me? These are all Yu Xin's characters. He knows your grandparents, and he's the first choice for cooperation. However, your uncle is reminding you, you can't show your face, understand?"

Zhu Fanfan nodded vigorously. If she didn't step forward, it would be Mo Wenqi who would. Even if she was reported, at least someone would have a change of heart and protect her because of her past donation of grain.