In a basement somewhere in Nevada City.

Song Jie took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

"Boss, I'll light a fire for you."

As usual, Mu Flattery Si picked up the lighter and moved closer to Song Jie.

For some reason, Song Jie shuddered when he saw Mu Si approaching, and his body leaned back unconsciously.

Song Jie looked at Mu Si and narrowed his eyes.

Why does this guy suddenly give me a dangerous feeling?

This feeling goes away as quickly as it comes.

Song Jie sat upright again and let Moose light his cigarette for him.

This guy is now in such a state of desperation that he needs my protection. What danger can there be? It seems that I am really frightened by Janus.

Looking at Musi who was flattering beyond words, Song Jie shook his head and laughed at himself in his heart.

After half a cigarette, Song Jie put the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

"How is Wang Youde's matter handled?"

Hearing Song Jie's words, Mus immediately picked up the tablet on the table: "It has been taken care of. All the neighbors who have met Wang Youde have moved to other cities, and the surveillance along the way when he escaped has also been taken care of."

Moose pointed with his fingers on the tablet and recounted the whole story.

"Wang Youde's hiding place at that time was in a shanty town. The people there were easy to deal with. As long as you gave them money, they would shut up.

The police wanted to track down Wang Youde, and they would most likely follow the route to Shuimu City, so I spent a small sum of money to send them to Neihua City."

"How much is a small sum of money?"

Song Jie took another cigarette, but this time he pushed away Mu Si's outstretched hand and lit the cigarette with his own lighter.

"A family of 20,000 yuan spent a total of 120,000 yuan," Mus said honestly.

This number cannot be said to be high or low.

The reason why there are so many witnesses.

It was because although Wang Youde was staying in a hotel, he deliberately went into a shanty town to escape for his life when Janus was chasing him.

Many people in shantytowns live in shipping containers. As long as they are not blind and glance outside, they can see which way Wang Youde fled.

This caused a lot of trouble for Song Jie's aftermath.

Song Jie tapped his thigh and said: "Although this money is nothing, it is not appropriate to spend so much money on those rag pickers."

After hearing this, Musi immediately realized that Song Jie was testing his attitude.

"Of course, when dealing with those beggars, fists are sometimes better than money, but this can't keep them silent. The police will always find a way to pry their mouths open. Then even if we retaliate afterwards, their lives will be ruined.

It doesn’t change the fact of exposure.”

Musi began to list the significance of what he did to convince Song Jie.

"Even if they are at the bottom, most people will not take a glance there, but there will always be nosy people paying attention to their lives, so it is unrealistic to deal with so many people directly."

"In my opinion, coercion plus inducement is the best option."

After listening to Mu Si's explanation, Song Jie smiled: "But why do you still want to pay hush money when I heard from others that some people agreed to move?"

"Well, you see, it's better for them to move on their own initiative than to evict people with great fanfare, right? It won't cost much to give them some traveling expenses, so why not do it?"

Musi had a flattering smile on his face and kept rubbing his palms.

Be upright when you should be upright, and be weak when you should be weak. You can pretend to be powerful and help the working people, but you can also be groveling and flattering to please others.

This is Moose, a cunning man with a flexible moral bottom line.

"Well said."

Song Jie cast admiring glances at Mus: "The most important thing about our intelligence work is to minimize the impact of the situation."

Musi smiled and said: "Hey, you taught me well."

"Stop flattering me, I only care about results here."

Song Jie pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray again, but this time his expression changed completely: "Let me ask you one last time, why did you give up everything in Nevada City to join me?"

The moment Song Jie opened his mouth to speak, his originally dark eyes turned dark purple, and his left hand inserted in the pocket of his windbreaker curled up into a ball, holding a pistol tightly.

Song Jie activated the strange object given to him by Janus. This strange object has no other function. It can only detect lies and perform shallow mind reading in a very short period of time.

According to Janus, if he doesn't have a suitable physique, using such a low-level gadget may kill him.

So Song Jie cherishes every minute and every second of this ability.

As long as there is even half a lie in what Musi says next, Song Jie will kill him without hesitation.

The light in the basement was relatively dim, and Musi did not notice the change in the color of Song Jie's eyes or the surging murderous intention in his heart.

He looked embarrassed, thought for a while and said: "Boss Song, I know all your doubts about me, but I really don't have any bad intentions.

Since you want to know the reason why I came to seek refuge with you so much, I'll simply tell you.

I really don't want to give up my foundation in Nevada City, but I have no choice because the official forces are already targeting me.

They have completely detained me, and that old man Yue Chongshan not only added fuel to the flames openly, but also secretly began to erode my power. In order to survive and be free, I had no choice but to give up my foundation."

Is Moose telling the truth?

The answer is yes.

There was not a single lie in these words, but he did not tell the whole truth.

Musi did not say directly which official force was targeting him.

Said it, but not completely.

Telling half of the story, splitting a piece of information into two or three and selling it, these are the professional instincts of an intelligence dealer.

How much detailed information you want to get depends on your bid.

The vast majority of information dealers will do this. Only a very few people, who occasionally want to improve their reputation and performance (referred to as involution), will sell all the information at once.

Not always, but generally.

"The officials in Nevada City have no reason to attack you, right?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As a member of the general public, Song Jie will naturally not let go of his vigilance because of Mu Si's truth.

Because when some truths are strung together, they can also form a huge lie.

At this time, Musi finally noticed Song Jie's hands that had been in his pockets.

Thinking about these questions again, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

"They are indeed planning to attack me, and I can guarantee that I have no ill intentions towards you! I came to Qianhua City just to make a living, and then retire when I am fifty and find a beautiful place to retire!"

Moose raised his hands and stepped back, indicating that he had no intention of resisting.

He retreated to the corner and forced himself into a corner.

As for why he didn't forget to run out of the door.

The place Song Jie decides to talk to every time is either in an underground bar or in a basement. What do you think he is up to?

Let’s not talk about what Song Jie is carrying in his pocket.

Whether it is the door or the elevator stairs leading to the upper floor, Song Jie's men are in control.

No one can go up there without his permission.

On the ground, you can jump off the building to escape, but underground, you can't escape with wings.

Song Jie said nothing. He first took out a cigarette from his right pocket and held it in his mouth.

Then he took out a palm-sized pistol from inside and pointed it at Moose, gesturing to Moose to come over and light a cigarette.

But Musi didn't dare to get close at this time, he just kept begging for mercy.

"Boss Song! Brother Song! That's not the case! I really have no ill intentions, I just want to hide here with you for a while to avoid the limelight!"

Seeing Song Jie approaching step by step, Mus put his head in his hands and began to slowly squat down, still persuading him.

Even though Song Jie was only two steps away from him, he had no intention of grabbing the gun and fighting back.

"Raise your head." Song Jie said.

Mus Zhanzhan looked at Song Jie with a towering look, the muzzle of the gun was only twenty centimeters away from his head.

Muss thought he had escaped death.

Who knew that the other party immediately opened the safety and put his finger on the trigger, before he could continue to beg for mercy.

Song Jie immediately pulled the trigger.

Under the high degree of tension and despair, the flow of time around him seemed to slow down a lot, but Musi only had time to close his eyes.

Click.
To be continued...