Book 1: Chapter 181
Book 1: Chapter 181
In the past ten years or so, there was a question lingering in my heart that wasnt all that important. Well, it wasnt important enough to talk about, but I always thought that there was something fishy about it.
Uncle Two's position in the Nine Gates system was very strange. He had a great amount of power, but he didnt appear in the core interests. I always thought that this was the smartest place for him. He managed Warehouse Eleven and the accounts, but he never got involved in the real business. As a result, he retained a lot of power but didnt make people jealous.
To a certain extent, Uncle Two helped people. Although he was very expensive, using money to solve things in the Nine Gates was already considered a kind of merit.
Throughout my childhood, I always heard bad things about Uncle Three and good things about Uncle Two. I rarely saw Uncle Two fail. He ran the family steadily, and even with the major instabilities Uncle Three had caused, Uncle Two could still make the Wu family live peacefully with the other eight families. I had also heard people say that all of the Nine Gates declining branches and institutions eventually became Uncle Twos people, much like the Bai family.
It was hard to say whether Uncle Two was taking advantage of the decline, or if he was making the Nine Gates die slowly and giving everyone a chance to turn around.
But either way, such a person should be the master planner of the huge vortex from before. In terms of power and strategy, Uncle Two was unparalleled in the Nine Gates.
But this wasnt actually the case. The person who really walked in the middle of the vortex was Uncle Three.
I had thought this way before. Uncle Two was a wise man from the very beginning, and there wasn't anyone who thought he wasnt smart. From this point of view, he lost the possibility of being a master planner. For example, the second male lead in a mystery novel couldnt be the murderer, because if the readers were familiar with the routine, then they would suspect him first.
Therefore, Uncle Three, who looked the least intelligent and had the most problems, was the most suitable candidate.
But who could threaten Uncle Two?
In addition, Uncle Two didnt need such a complicated situation to move us, right? With his position and abilities, he could quietly kill these people little by little without batting an eye.
Although this game was very tough, there was a chance that it would work. But it was still a little too large-scale.
I looked at Poker-Face, and he looked at me.
Did you really find out by chance that your blood can resist the poison here? Did Uncle Two know and thats why you were included in his scheme? Or, did he tell you beforehand? There were two paths, but you just happened to be right under the cliff. Is it really a coincidence?
I looked at Liu Sang again, and what about you? Your appearance here is very strange. Do you know something?
Its only us here now, so it should be relatively private. Why arent you talking?
I didnt want to think of Uncle Two as a bad person. In fact, I was always reluctant to. If he really was a bad person, then I figured this situation was a little too big to handle.
But if Uncle Two was coerced and couldnt tell us clearly what he wanted to do when he planned to fight back, then he would warn us with all kinds of details. He would go to extremes to give us details warning us that the game was set up to kill us, and to let us know what had happened. That way, we could cooperate with his plan.
He wanted to use this plan meant to kill us to communicate with us and let us cooperate with him to fight back.
I looked at Liu Sang, Black Glasses, and Poker-Face, suddenly feeling a little touched. Shit, is it possible that you understood and relaized it long ago? You just couldnt say anything because you didnt know what tasks Uncle Two assigned to you or what the others details were.
Uncle Two asked each of us to do what we should do. Poker-Face was responsible for keeping us alive, but what was Black Glasses responsible for? And Liu Sang? Xiao Hua? Me? Bai Haotian?
I felt goose bumps break out all over my body and said, "I think we should die a good death. We have to die."