After hanging up the phone, Mr. M pinched his eyebrows.
Isn't it a prison where one can keep an eye on Pan Junyuan all the time and prevent him from doing stupid things?
After listening to Ai Liang's remarks, Mr. M had to admit that Ai Liang's absurd reasoning was quite reasonable.
but……
In order to protect a person who has self-destructive tendencies, he is put in jail.
What kind of fucking brain circuit does this allow to come up with this?!
What did he think when he farted in his belly button?
Mr. M seriously suspected that Ai Liang was a lunatic who escaped from a mental hospital.
He stared at Ai Liang's number for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of deleting it and moved it to the bounty hunter column.
"Forget it, whatever is wrong with your brain is just your brain. This guy's operational efficiency and anti-reconnaissance capabilities are beyond the reach of ordinary thugs. Maybe he can be used in the future."
Ai Liang's skill made Mr. M put aside his prejudice and choose tolerance.
He picked up another mobile phone and dialed his boss's number, preparing to synchronize the information he had just compiled.
"Hello?"
"Boss, I've made great progress here. I've found the location of Tang Kai's Mustang Club."
After hearing his boss's voice, Mr. M reported it.
"Oh...how did you find it?"
The person on the other end of the phone kept a long tone and didn't seem to pay attention to what Mr. M said.
So he repeated what he said again: "I said I found the location of the Broncos Club, and the details have been sent via email."
"I know, is there anything else?"
Got it? That’s it?
Mr. M was stunned for a moment. Aren't we trying to collect criminal evidence against the Toyosaki Group? I found such a big clue and you dismissed me as soon as you knew it?
Could it be that you have already learned this news from other channels?
Mr. M thought for a moment and added: "One more thing, about Pan Junyuan, that guy hired a bounty hunter to take revenge on Toyosaki.
In addition to Zhao Xingsheng, they also kidnapped Jiang Shun, and they seem to be planning to continue their actions."
Mr. M understands Pan Junyuan’s thoughts, but it is only understanding. Understanding does not mean support, just like abstention does not mean agreement.
Without much hesitation, he directly told everything about what Ai Liang and Pan Junyuan were doing.
"Were you responsible for Jiang Shun's disappearance?"
There was a slight ups and downs in Mr. M’s boss’s tone.
Mr. M immediately distanced himself from the relationship: "It has nothing to do with me. I just learned that the matter about the Mustang Club was also obtained by the bounty hunter who tortured Jiang Shun."
"It's interesting. Although Toyosaki is about to die, he's not dead yet. That bounty hunter is quite courageous."
"Tell me where he is from."
Facing the boss's inquiry, Mr. M was momentarily in trouble.
Whose side is the hermit from?
Judging from the current situation, if he is telling the truth, the person in the mental hospital is most likely.
But you definitely can’t say that.
"This bounty hunter is very cautious. I haven't found any information about him here. He has very strong operational efficiency and skills. He has first-class infiltration ability. He doesn't have any identification but he doesn't seem to be short of money. His age He's not old, he looks about thirty years old, and he likes to wear masks and hoodies, so he doesn't look like an ordinary person."
Mr. M put aside the conversation with Ai Liang and only listed Ai Liang's appearance and characteristics, as well as what he has done and what he is about to do.
Otherwise, if he tells the truth, his boss might think he is making up stories to fool people...
The reason for drawing a sword to help when there is an injustice is really nonsense.
In his heart, Mr. M prefers to believe that Ai Liang is a professional killer trained by an enemy of Toyosaki Group, and he is just using Pan Junyuan's guise to take revenge on Toyosaki.
After Mr. M described the objective facts, the boss on the other end of the phone fell into deep thought.
Not short of money, unknown identity, voluntarily wading into troubled waters, very capable of infiltration and skill... Why does this sound like someone's official killer?
Mr. M’s boss touched his chin and had the same idea.
After not hearing his boss's voice for a while, Mr. M whispered: "Boss?"
The boss who came back to his senses asked: "You said that bounty hunter plans to continue attacking Toyosaki's people?"
"He has this intention. His next target is the Broncos Club. In addition, Pan Junyuan's emotions may be a little out of control."
On this topic, Mr. M mentioned Pan Junyuan by the way to test his attitude towards Pan Junyuan.
As a result, he heard an unexpected answer.
"Don't worry about Pan Junyuan. It's better to say that the current development is exactly what you want, but the steps are a little ahead of schedule. I will confirm it later."
After the boss finished speaking, he asked for Ai Liang's contact information: "Send me the bounty hunter's number."
Is development just what you want?
What do you mean by this? Doesn’t it mean that you want to use Pan Junyuan to make a fuss in the media?
While sending the number to the computer, Mr. M asked: "Didn't you say that you wanted to keep Pan Junyuan and spread his deeds widely to arouse public opinion?"
"Public opinion? Oh, that's what I told you at the beginning."
The boss said nonchalantly: "Because of the hundreds of thousands of bounties in the past six months, Pan Junyuan's deeds have been widely spread. Whether he is there or not is no longer important."
He wanted to take advantage of Pan Junyuan's misfortune, and it didn't matter what happened to Pan Junyuan.
It would be better to die at this critical moment. After all, dead people cannot speak and are more useful than living people.
So you just lied to me casually?
Mr. M puts on the pain mask.
"Many people bet with me that you will lose the person within a month or two at most. To be honest, I didn't expect you to be able to hide that kid for such a long time. You did a good job."
Betting? What about the professional ethics of intelligence work? Can this kind of thing be used for betting?
Mr. M wanted to scold him so loudly, but the other person was his immediate superior. If he really said it, he would be guilty of stabbing someone in front of others, and he would be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years.
He is not the kind of person who insists on going to the mountain knowing that there are tigers in it.
"Boss, is it possible that there are our spies inside Toyosaki?"
"That's right, after finishing this job, your level is almost enough. There is no need to hide some things from you. Not only the location of the Mustang Club, but also how many rooms there are inside, how many new horses came when, and what kind of things they have.
The big shots have been there, and I know everything about them."
The boss's tone was relaxed: "For a strong fortress, it is always easier to break through from the inside than from the outside. How can you tell just by relying on gossip.
Toyosaki Group's business scope has been shrinking in recent years, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is a problem, let alone their senior executives."
"A small number of people who are more vigilant, although they don't know the reason for the group's shrinkage, have begun to leave a way out for themselves. They plan to jump off this big ship and use internal information to exchange for tickets to board a new ship."