The small building was on the first floor, and the door was slowly pushed open.
One of the subordinates walked in front, gesturing an invitation to the people behind him.
"Sir, please."
A pair of boots stepped inside.
Qin Che looked up and surveyed the duplex house that Li Jiuyuan had given him, but which he had never lived in. The decoration was nice, with wooden structures everywhere, exquisite stone bricks crafted by artisans, and various leather and cotton furniture. Standing on the balcony, he could also see a corner of the small garden.
Even within the inner city walls, first-class citizens could never afford to live in such a place, no matter how hard they tried.
This is the best location, right next to the small garden, reserved for the families of high-ranking officials or their relatives.
Of course, given Qin Che's current status, moving into the small garden would be a piece of cake for him.
A person was standing in the living room, drinking coffee.
The mug was steaming hot. He put one hand in his pocket, savoring the tea carefully. He only turned around when he heard footsteps, smiled, put down the coffee, and went to greet them.
"Hello, Mr. Qin."
Qin Che shook hands with him: "Lord Hu, this is the second time we've met."
"Hehe, I am unworthy of the title 'sir,' Mr. Qin, you flatter me."
"We first met on that tower, and I greatly admired Mr. Qin's demeanor."
Hu Jinglin nodded, offering a compliment.
He took the initiative to request to see Qin Che today.
Previously, due to his busy campaign, he shifted his voter base to Chen Fusheng and persuaded members within his faction to side with the radical party.
But it wasn't until now that Hu Jinglin finally met Qin Che, the largest and most extraordinary crocodile head in Sandcastle.
He then appeared somewhat excited.
Qin Che had his subordinates draw the curtains and sat down on the sofa in the living room with Hu Jinglin. Because it was a secret meeting, they absolutely could not let anyone see them meeting.
"I have been instructed by the leader to come and tell Mr. Qin some things."
"Please speak."
Hu Jinglin frowned slightly and said, "One of Jiang Tianfeng's subordinates, named Wang Fang, is the commander of an extremely loyal elite force within the Conservative Party. He was trained and raised from childhood. His tasks are usually assassination, investigation, and theft of various intelligence. According to reliable information from our informant in Xibao, Wang Fang and his twelve subordinates have arrived in Xibao and met with Ambassador Shen Xihai of Shabao."
Qin Che nodded: "Do you have informants in West Fortress?"
Hu Jinglin said, "That's right, and it's not just us; Chen Fusheng also has an independent force in Xibao."
"why is that?"
Hu Jinglin smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, you may not know this, but Xibao is an important place in this desert. Because it is backed by Lingbi City, the higher-ups have a lot of information about the inside of the First Wall. Major cities will send their loyalists there and settle in Xibao. Firstly, to consolidate the trade and smuggling routes of the various crocodiles, and secondly, to keep abreast of the changes in the laws and political trends of the First Wall, so as to know themselves and their enemies."
Qin Che fell into deep thought.
He had previously reached an agreement with Sha Qingsui that Hu Jinglin was now ostensibly Chen Fusheng's man, but in reality, he had become Chen's spy within the radical party.
First, to help Chen Fusheng ascend to the position of leader.
Secondly, monitor Chen Fusheng and prevent him from making any inappropriate moves.
If I were to be betrayed by them someday, it would be too late for regrets.
"So, in other words, there's already a situation in West Fortress where three forces have gathered?" Qin Che asked.
Hu Jinglin pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Exactly."
"First, there are Jiang Tianfeng's direct subordinates, allies led by Meng Jingyuan and Shen Xihai, who are backed by the grain tycoons of Xibao. Now that the Sandburg coup has been a complete defeat for the Conservative Party, they can only seek external forces to break the deadlock. The leader instructed me to make sure to inform Mr. Qin that Jiang Tianfeng and Fei Qing should not be killed indiscriminately for the time being."
Qin Che frowned and asked, "Are you afraid that Meng Jingyuan will advance on Shabao?"
“It’s not Meng Jingyuan. Logically speaking, he’s just working for Yuan Lin. He was originally Yuan’s assistant. If it were just Meng Jingyuan, he wouldn’t be a problem. But if Yuan Lin takes action personally, the consequences will be unimaginable.”
"Explain yourself clearly," Qin Che said.
Hu Jinglin said, “In the No. 1 wall, there is a unit called the ‘Trauma Attack Team’. They possess the most advanced weapons in the desert today, and have even developed old-world aircraft that can reach any city in the desert from the Lingbi City Military Region within a day for airdrop operations. They are highly mobile. Moreover, recent intelligence indicates that Lingbi City may possess some kind of powerful weapon. Our informants have learned that some thugs and bandits in the surrounding area have equipped themselves with those weapons and swept through the old city in the southwest, disappearing without a trace after looting.”
“Those people were cultivated by Lingbi City and used as tools for testing new weapons and shirking responsibility.”
Qin Che was somewhat surprised.
This information was never seen in the simulator.
Does Lingbi City actually possess airships?
Is it that advanced?
"Is there any more information?"
Hu Jinglin shook his head and said, "There aren't any for now."
"Hmm..." Qin Che pondered for a moment and said, "Go on."
Hu Jinglin said, "Besides Meng Jingyuan, the second is the army that Chen Fusheng planted in Xibao disguised as merchants. Our people had brief contact with them and, without either side revealing their identities, discovered that they had successfully controlled a block in Xibao. They had established a foothold through long-term smuggling of weapons and equipment and trade in light industrial machinery and petroleum products. The most likely scenario is that after Yuan Lin learns of the Shabao coup, they will go and kill Wang Fang and others to clean up the mess."
Qin Che narrowed his eyes slightly.
Chen Fusheng is a wicked old devil with many evil intentions.
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