0314 Chapter Seven: Wisdom of Mortals (Section 20)
It was only then that Zhen Cheng put down his phone and raised his head to look at Minion, who had basically calmed down:
"Last question. Three years ago, Mr. Farmer secretly arrested a teenager from a labor gang in the 41st District adjacent to here, on the charge of reselling food without permission in violation of the gang's regulations. Do you know about this?"
There are no sun, moon or stars in the unified universe, there is no rotation and revolution, and of course there is no distinction between morning and dusk in spring, summer, autumn and winter. However, the information received by Zhen Cheng shows that there are indeed 365 days in a year and 12 months in the unified universe, and 20 months in a day.
Calculate time in four-hour terms.
This is obviously not an accidental thing. But the reason may be very deep, and she doesn't have time to investigate it now.
Regarding Zhen Cheng's question, Minion didn't think much about it. In order to survive, he answered directly without restraint: "It's very clear! I was there at the time!
At that time, Mr. Farmer was still in trouble by the caravan first. Serious smuggling occurred in the link we were responsible for, which affected the normal material delivery of the caravan to the upper city.
If it were an ordinary fight, Mr. Farmer would not be threatened by the Bird Horse Gang at all. But the matter involved the above, so he immediately summoned grain collectors from several nearby districts to investigate.
Finally, we caught the bold young man from the labor gang in District 41. I was one of the parties involved in the arrest, and the personal assistant of Mr. Logist, the caravan president, was also there at the time!
He has a crew cut, is very arrogant, and has a pair of sunken black eyes like old Walker, right? I personally tortured him for three days, and he didn't say anything until I cut off most of his parts and died of exhaustion.
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In the end, I killed him with my own hands, because the evidence was conclusive that this young man from the labor gang was indeed secretly engaged in reselling food in violation of the gang's regulations. His body was under the farmland behind the courtyard.
But the strange thing is that when he learned that this man was dead that day and that no valuable information could be obtained through interrogation, Mr. Farmer behaved very calmly.
But when I wanted to summon my men to dispose of the body the next day, the gentleman himself came here. His face was very ugly, and he repeatedly told me not to leak the information about this matter and keep it rotten in my stomach..."
Minion said it all in one breath, and in great detail. He seemed completely unsuspecting about the matter.
This is actually a matter of course in the Royal Court of Fanbaea. It is impossible for the master in the upper city to care about the life and death of the civilians in the lower city, not to mention that the boy who resells food has a labor gang badge tattoo on his body.
And even if the tattoos can be faked, his appearance and accent are obviously that of a native of Xiacheng District. At best, he is just a servant running errands for the two young ladies in front of him.
If it was Old Walker's people who came to trouble him, he would never admit it to his death. The old guy was very protective of his own people. As long as he recognized the other party, even if he started a full-scale war with the Sheji Gang again, he would definitely die.
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Even if he was lucky enough to survive, would Mr. Farmer forgive him for his betrayal? Or would he believe that he was let go without saying anything?
When the time comes, the only way to survive is to hold on for dear life and wait for Mr. Farmer to save him. After all, if the gang leader wants to maintain his position, at least he cannot ignore the life and death of his food collectors.
But now these two eldest ladies are from Uptown, which is another story.
After gradually calming down, Minion relied on his half-life experience in the city to believe that this was probably a secret internal fight in the upper-class city, and that there were emerging forces that wanted to intervene in the supply of materials and put pressure on the original power system.
The two eldest ladies will always need manpower if they want to do things in Xiacheng District. Since they can't be related to the boy who sells food privately, the only result of killing their people will be that they have to replace that person to do things for them.
It was impossible to protect oneself wisely or escape at night. Even if he could hide in other subdivisions anonymously, Minion, who had worked as a grain collector, would not be able to live the life of an ordinary farmer.
But as long as he doesn't die and succeeds, he will take Mr. Farmer's place;
If you fail, as long as you are clever and well-behaved, there is a high chance that you will be taken back to the upper city as a servant to be used by the nobles. That is the beginning of reaching the pinnacle of life.
Even if nothing happened, Mr. Farmer knew that nothing would happen to him if he revealed the matter to the two adults in Uptown.
Except for celebrities like Count Lan Tai who often send people down to collect collections, Shangcheng District is equivalent to a completely enclosed blind box for them, and news can only enter but not exit.
This is the same for the four presidents. Falme doesn't know the identities, personalities, and temperaments of the two young ladies. There is no need for him to risk getting into trouble and insist on dealing with him.
This is because he has lived in the capital of Fanbaea since he was a child, and his vision has been limited here. He has not even considered the possibility that the emerging forces in the upper city want to completely cut off or take over the material supply chain to drive out the original responsible persons.
At that time, no matter whether he is useful or obedient or not, he may not be able to survive with his current ability and knowledge.
Under the aura of the God Lord, everyone has too conservative estimates of the worst possible situation, but they don't know that even if they die, the God Lord will not care at all.
After hearing this, Zhen Cheng couldn't help but widen her eyes. She didn't know if it was Yu Yanqi that made her fortune turn. She had never had such good luck in her life.
The smile on her face gradually became innocent, which made Minion, who was kneeling on the ground, start to think more and more, and he felt more and more that what he had guessed before was reliable. So his expression also became brighter.
But who knew that Zhen Cheng asked with the brightest smile: "That young man with sunken eyes... Do you know that he is the only son of Old Walker who has been hiding and not making it public in order to protect him?"
"This..." Minion's smile froze on his face.
In an instant, he understood the reason for the huge contrast in Mr. Farmer's attitude.
Old Walker was a lunatic who dared to sacrifice more than a dozen lives to fight for justice when one of his workers was bullied. His only son died at the hands of the Sheji Gang, which was definitely a huge trouble for Mr. Farmer.
So what could he do at that time? Hand him over to Old Walker to make amends? If Old Walker refuses to tell him whether he agrees or not, the Sheji Gang will not be able to save the face of his food collectors;
Kill yourself to silence yourself? Once this matter is exposed, he, a dead man, cannot take the blame, and the trouble will double back to Mr. Farmer.
Moreover, Farmey took action against his food collectors as soon as something happened. Even if he had nothing to do with it, I'm afraid Old Walker would follow this line of investigation.