Chapter 72: The hidden tactical team, why is it there? (Please read)
Feng Mu got the answer he wanted.
The big black nucleus was indeed synthesized from the small black nucleus. The instrument was the tool in the briefcase. The operation was not difficult. Dark No. 1 did not hide anything and revealed everything readily.
In other words, Dark No. 1 thought that the suitcases were in Feng Mu's hands, so even if he didn't say a word, it would be meaningless, as the other party would be able to figure it out on his own sooner or later.
Dark No. 1 also answered some other questions selectively.
The only thing is that they didn't say a word about the purpose of the Corpse Cult's creation of the big black core. Obviously, this is the core secret of the Corpse Cult.
Feng Mu guessed that it was probably related to the "corpse transformation" that Dark No. 1 had mentioned earlier. He was a little curious, but not too much.
Seeing that Dark No. 1 would rather die than tell anything, Feng Mu simply stopped forcing him and demonstrated his trustworthiness. He asked Ma Wei to dig a separate pit for Dark No. 1 and bury him next to Boss Zheng.
As for answering one question after another, Feng Mu did answer them all, but only he himself knew how many punctuation marks in his answers were true.
Anyway, it is impossible for a dead person to verify the truth.
Besides, do the dead need the truth? Don’t the dead need white lies from the living? Ma Wei was still working hard to dig the hole, bury the bodies and fill the hole with soil. Feng Mu and Ma Bin had already gotten back into the car.
Feng Mu took out two large black cores and put them in his pocket. He handed the rest and the suitcase to Ma Bin: "Please keep this box for me for a while."
Ma Bin saw that [Mask] only handed him one suitcase and said nothing about the other two suitcases that were blackmailed. His face twitched again: "This thing is very important to you, why don't you keep it yourself?"
Feng Mu did not lie and answered sincerely: "There are still two tails that have not been dealt with. It is easy to attract danger if I put them on myself."
No matter how well-mannered Ma Bin was, he didn't know whether to be happy or angry when he heard [Masked]'s frank answer: "???"
Feng Mu continued to be frank: "Isn't it part of your duty as a [downline] to take on possible risks for [the upline]?"
Ma Bin suddenly realized and said word by word: "You are [online], you are right."
He clenched his five fingers hard, cracking the eyeball he was playing with, and a memory card the size of a fingernail fell out of it.
Feng Mu glanced over but didn't ask any more questions. He just thought, "No wonder Ma Bin dug out Zheng Si's fake eyeball and kept playing with it. It turns out there is a secret hidden inside. I almost misunderstood him as a pervert who likes to collect dead people's stuff."
Feng Mu didn't ask any more questions. He could guess what a memory card was just by using his toes.
The secrets hidden in the eyes of a gangster boss are nothing more than some black accounts, or a list of protectors, or something like that, which was played out that way in movies and TV dramas in the previous life.
On the contrary, after Ma Bin dug out his eyeballs, he did not avoid him. He took out his mobile phone and made a call in front of him.
"Hey, Secretary Hou, Boss Zheng won't cause any more trouble. Well, I found the stuff and destroyed it. Well, I understand that there is no backup. The Green Wolf Gang will continue to work for you in the future. Please rest assured that all the rules will remain the same."
The call was very brief and he hung up after just a few words.
Ma Bin turned around and flicked his fingernails, and the memory card was thrown out in an arc and landed in Feng Mu's palm.
"Since the organization wants us to hide and grow in [District 9], we must find a way to get into the executive government. Although the Blue Wolf Gang is so large, the only people we can get in touch with are middle and lower-level executives."
"But, as long as we use them as a breakthrough point and slowly corrupt and transform them, one day we will be able to replace all key positions with our own people. By then, the organization will be able to..."
Ma Bin paused for a moment, suppressed the enthusiasm and excitement in his tone, and turned his voice back to the present moment.
"This memory card is the Blue Wolf Gang's protection charm, and it is also a death warrant. It's not safe to leave it with me. I'd better trouble [Online] to hide it for me."
Before Feng Mu could refuse, Ma Bin added, "Protecting the safety of [offline] people should also be the responsibility of [online] people."
The expression under the [mask] was slightly stiff, and Feng Mu always felt that there was something unpleasantly familiar about the tone of Ma Bin's speech.
Through the cold masks, the two looked at each other meaningfully for a second.
Feng Mu accepted the memory card and instructed: "Don't be idle at ordinary times. Help me collect black cores in the dark. You have heard the usage of the instruments in the box. Process them into large black cores. I will come to take them regularly."
After giving the instructions, [Mask] pushed open the car door. Before leaving, he seemed to remember something and said casually, "By the way, when you go to the incinerator to collect the black cores, be polite to the cremator. There is a kid in there who is quite interesting. I plan to observe him for a while and develop him into a [downline]."
Bang! The door was closed and Ma Bin was the only one left in the car.
He slowly rolled down the car window and watched [Mask]'s back disappear into the night.
"Cremator, kid?"
A name naturally popped up in Ma Bin's mind. He still remembered this name, which he had personally crossed out from the list.
"His name is Feng Mu, right? He is so eager to develop new [downline]. Is he not satisfied with my ability, or is he someone who has special qualities that you like? Or maybe, he is just..."
Ma Bin narrowed his eyes, as if he thought of something interesting, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised into an arc.
He stuck his hand out of the car window, rubbing with his fingertips, and the crushed residue from his eyeballs blended into the air with the wind.
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Ma Wei, who was digging a hole, sniffed and felt a little itchy. He sneezed violently, and his snot fell into the empty eye sockets of Boss Zheng, and was then covered by a piece of soil.
…Feng Mu rushed home under the cover of darkness.
He was not surprised that no one was at home. He had several missed calls on his phone, all from Wang Xiuli.
The first call came early, but the next few calls came later.
Feng Mu looked at the time on the phone, calculated it in his mind, and came up with the answer.
The first call should be the one Wang Xiuli called before Feng Ju hurried out because she was worried about her. At that time, Feng Mu's phone was on silent and he was tracking the idiot playing with ants.
The next few calls should be when Wang Xiuli received the news that Feng Ju was seriously injured on her way home. At that time, Feng Mu was going to make a secret contact.
Sure enough, there was another text message following, also from Wang Xiuli, sent after a while. The content of the text message was very urgent, informing him to go to the hospital immediately.
Feng Mu had a strange expression on his face, muttering in his heart: "Is Feng Ju going to die? Wang Xiuli urged me to go to the hospital to see him for the last time?"
Feng Mu threw his phone onto the bed and was not in a hurry to go to the hospital.
If Feng Ju was really dead, it would be too late for him to go now; if Feng Ju was not dead, it wouldn't matter if he waited a little longer.
He now has more important things to do. The [Bronze Treasure Chest] was only half opened when it was interrupted by Ma Bin. Now he must continue immediately, no matter who dies.
Now he just wanted to open the box so that he could taste the big black kernel.
[You unlocked the bronze treasure chest! ][You have received the following rewards:
1. You have gained special skill points*1. 2. You have gained an evil secret magic: Blood Eye. 3. You have activated a latent [Destiny] tactical team. They are serving their sentences in Prison No. 3 in District 9. You may be able to plan a jailbreak to rescue and recover this tactical team. They will not let you down. Feng Mu was in a daze: "What the hell? Where is the undercover team? Why are they all hiding in the prison?"
Thanks for finally having time for 3000 points, thanks for Cielooo for 1000 points, thanks for He Wuyan for 300 points
(End of this chapter)
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