When Zuma and the fat man were having a quarrel, there was a sudden flapping sound outside the window. It turned out to be a blue bird causing trouble there.
The little bird has a light body and alert eyes. While flapping its bright-colored wings, it is still looking into the house.
"Damn! This bird, why does this bird have three legs?" The fat man, who was already obsessed with three-legged birds, was curious when he saw Zuma jumping over and opening the window in two or three steps.
The little bird was very humane, and immediately jumped onto Zuma's palm, letting the other person take out a tied paper roll from his paws, then fluttered its wings and landed directly next to Lingxiu, who had just opened her eyes in a daze.
"Oh! Xiaoqing, are you here to deliver a letter?" Lingxiu was overjoyed and no longer sleepy, so she chatted with the little bird.
"Two-legged blue birds can be seen everywhere, but those born with three legs are considered sacred! This Zuma can use such a bird to convey messages, he is not an ordinary person!" Miao Chun said to the fat man in a low voice.
"A deformity is a deformity! What kind of creature is it? What does a bird do with so many legs? Is it so that it doesn't get tired when sitting? Humph!" the fat man said disdainfully.
As if hearing the fat man's nonsense, the little blue bird suddenly turned around and glared at him, the sharp look in his eyes startling Mr. Mai.
"Xiaoqing, don't be rude! That's Uncle Asang, a good friend of dad!" Seeing this, Lingxiu hurriedly said to the bird, and even made an apology gesture to the fat man!
"Oh! Mr. Mai, something happened!" Zuma said with a gloomy face as he handed over the note.
What Fatty was most afraid of hearing now was the words "something happened". He frowned slightly, took the note, glanced at it, and said angrily: "I don't understand!"
Isn't it? The note is full of special symbols written in secret language, how can Master Mai understand it!
Zuma was stunned for a moment, then realized the problem, and then explained helplessly: "It is said here that the Hemei family has captured several suspicious persons, and their identities have been roughly determined, and the terrifying ones who specialize in hunting the heads of McCanns
The molecules work together."
The news was so exciting that Fatty's head was buzzing when he heard it.
"Could it be Boris's men?" he asked in a deep voice.
With important matters ahead of him, Zuma was not in the mood to worry about the fat man's misunderstanding about him. He thought for a while and analyzed: "This note was sent by a friend of mine. He is not a member of our Chahan secret organization. But if the letter mentions
Those people who arrived are Boris or my men, and I should have received notification from the team members earlier. Therefore, it is very likely that something happened to Mr. Mai, your advance personnel!"
"What does this friend of yours do? Why does he pay attention to this kind of information?" Miao Chun interjected and asked.
"Oh! This friend of mine, well, is actually a business partner. He is now responsible for some purchasing business of the Hemei family. You know, this rich man sometimes would rather let outsiders trick him like a fool.
, and they are not willing to pay more to their subordinates. So, hehe! This friend of mine will occasionally make deals with me, well, that is to say, we will make a fortune together!" Zuma returned to his true nature as a profiteer and replied with a slight embarrassment.
"As for why he paid attention to this information, he didn't say directly, but it should be related to business! I think he will contact me again soon!" Zuma said confidently.
At this moment, Hai Long's voice sounded from outside the house: "Mr. Mai, Ms. Yulia is here to invite you to breakfast again!"
The uncle's tone was a bit sinister, and he was obviously very unhappy that someone dared to constantly undermine his boss.
"Do you want to come together? The breakfast here is indeed not bad!" The fat man suddenly asked Zuma.
"Forget it! How can I still be in the mood to eat after something like this happens? I will reply to my friend right now and ask him what his plan is. Then I will contact our brothers to ask them to be more alert, and
Help investigate the matter of someone being captured!" Zuma said thoughtfully.
"Okay! Then I'll take Lingxiu! It's not okay for a child to not eat breakfast! Oh, by the way, Lingxiu, bring your little bird with you! I think it's hungry too!" said the fat man, without saying anything.
With Zuma's consent, he picked up Lingxiu, dragged his legs and walked away.
Looking at the fat man's back as he hurried away, Zuma let out a long sigh and his eyes became even more gloomy.
"Lingxiu, this little bird is so beautiful. Is it called Xiao Qing? Does it have another name? Is it a younger brother or a younger sister?" The fat man hurriedly walked a certain distance, then slowed down and asked.
"Uncle Asang, my dad calls you Mr. Mai, Uncle Aseng calls you eldest brother, and Shouhu calls you boss, so what is your name? How can I call you the right one?" Lingxiu asked innocently.
The fat man wanted to take the opportunity to get some useful information, but unexpectedly he was stopped by the little girl.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of Zhuzhu. It would be great if that little girl was here too!
Ever since Zhuzhu was kidnapped by Gou Shen, Fatty had been deliberately avoiding thinking of the little girl because he simply couldn't stand the tearing pain and the worry of being crushed by a boulder.
And every time he realized that this feeling was clinging to the weak Xixi a hundred times a thousand times, the fat man could no longer suppress the anger that could destroy the world.
"My real name is Mai Sang. If you want, you can call me Fat Uncle." The fat man took a deep breath and said in as soft a tone as possible.
"Okay! Fat uncle, let me tell you that Xiaoqing is his name. It's just that," Lingxiu raised her head playfully and said proudly: "It's not a younger brother or younger sister, it's an ancestor! It's even a grandpa!"
Grandpa’s grandfather. Because it has been a member of our family since a long time ago!"
The fat man stumbled in shock and almost fell down, but luckily he was held up by the equally horrified leg spirit.
Looking at the old bird with stern eyes full of disdain, he sincerely admired: "Oh! I didn't expect that this flying friend turned out to be an ancestor-level existence! No wonder it knows so many roads! I heard
It takes at least two or three days to drive from Zovka to here. If it were me, I would have been lost long ago!"
"Tch! How can humans compare with spiritual beasts? Besides, Xiaoqing didn't fly here from Zovka!" Lingxiu said without thinking.
"Oh?!" The fat man and the leg spirit exchanged glances, and then asked: "Where did Xiaoqing fly from? Is it possible that it has another residence in Ross?"
"Haha! Fat uncle, you are so stupid! Birds naturally live in trees! However, after I separated from Mr. Boris the day before yesterday, my father took me to his friend's manor. Then, we went to the auction.
, it was inconvenient for Xiaoqing to follow him, so he stayed there. It should have flown over from the manor today!" Lingxiu replied with a smile.
"Ha! Manor?! This friend of your dad's is so rich! I haven't seen a manor yet. What's it like there? Is it very big!?" The fat man asked nervously despite his relaxed appearance.
"Of course the manor is huge! How else can it be called a manor? There, walking down a straight tree-lined avenue, there is a big iron gate. After entering, you still have to walk a long way, and then there is a big lawn, a big lawn.
There is an impressive building on one side, and my father’s friend lives there.” Lingxiu introduced nonchalantly.