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I raised my hand and pressed down, interrupting him. "One thing at a time. First, tell me what you found out today. My mental endurance is low, so don't hit me with too much at once. I can't take it."
Fatty glared at me with his hands on his hips.
"How have I hit you? Is it easy for me to deal with those women out there? All I get is cold comfort." Fatty vented his frustrations before continuing, "Today I figured it out. Do you know why we haven't seen Jackal? He’s not here; it seems he’s at their old den, which is their base. This information might not be accurate, and that’s just a guess. The only certain information is that Jackal is not here."
"Then your plan is going to fall through?" I feigned nonchalance. "Who’s in charge here now? Is there any chance we can get information about Xiao Guolin from Number Two?"
"No way, I've thought about it. Jackal must have intel on Xiao Guolin because he’s the one in charge here. Any deal that can be called a Big Deal would definitely have accurate data. Right now, the person in charge here is a Vietnamese named Wu Qitai. I suspect he’s only temporarily in charge; he used to be Jackal's assistant and might not have any dealings with Xiao Guolin. This means the methods we used against Jackal won't work on Wu Qitai."
"Whatever methods we used against Jackal, as long as they worked, we would definitely get the information we want. With Wu Qitai, we might not get the ideal answers. Some methods can't be used; we can't alert the snake in the grass, or else if we fail to get information the first time, there won't be a second chance. However, I thought of another idea." Fatty gave me a strange smile.
His smile sent chills down my spine. He usually had two expressions: one was a fierce look when he was angry, and the other was a mischievous grin that begged for trouble. Adding something else to that mischievous grin made it all the more terrifying.
I looked away disdainfully. "Just face the wall when you talk; it's suffocating to look at you. I can hear you just fine."
"Shit," Fatty cursed under his breath. Not only did he not back off, but he also leaned closer, raising his middle finger in front of my face. "This doesn't bother me; my image doesn't appeal to men but has its charm with women. To be honest, back in Africa, there were plenty of girls chasing after me—black girls and white girls alike. You didn’t see it, so you probably don’t believe it either. Remember back in school? There were two girls who were quite close to me among the so-called three flowers of our school. What do you call that? That’s called a man’s charm."
I thought about it and realized there was some truth to what he said back then. Had everyone lost their minds to associate with him?
However, this was quite damaging to my pride, so I didn’t dwell on it and pushed him away. "What ridiculous idea do you have now?"
Fatty believed he had won this round and sat back on the sofa, crossing his legs. "This idea of mine comes with some risks."
After hearing this, I sat down in my chair, worried that his next words would scare me to the floor. I could now basically confirm that the "slight risk" he mentioned was extremely dangerous for me.
“Jackal is temporarily not here. We don’t know when he will return, nor do we have an accurate idea of his whereabouts, so the previous plan has to be canceled. However, this also gives us an opportunity. With Jackal absent, it’s possible that no one knows the details of their transaction with Xiao Guolin, or even who Xiao Guolin is, which gives us a chance to impersonate him.”
“Stop.” I made a gesture to halt him. “How does this idea sound like anything other than a reckless gamble? Even if it’s a Big Deal, does Jackal really have to personally handle the transaction with Xiao Guolin? Even if he does go himself, would he go alone? Clearly not. There must be others within their ranks who know Xiao Guolin. Do you really think your plan is feasible?”
“I’m not finished yet, why are you rushing?” Fatty shook his head. “Impersonating Xiao Guolin has many prerequisites, just like yours; we need to figure out who has had contact with Xiao Guolin. This is too difficult for us. If we could obtain that information, we wouldn’t need to go through all this trouble; we could just approach the parties involved directly. My plan is to impersonate a representative of Xiao Guolin.”
“What good does that do? We don’t know anything; if they ask us questions, we’ll have nothing but holes in our story.”
“We won’t answer their questions; we’ll only propose additional transaction requests.”
“This is bigger than a Big Deal. Do we have the money for that? And how big is this Big Deal anyway? Do you think we can just talk our way into it? What if they ask for a deposit? I estimate that even a simple deposit would be an astronomical figure for us.”
“Of course, this isn’t simple. You need to remain absolutely calm and prepare for various scenarios in advance. Including how to respond to the questions they might ask, and…”
Before Fatty could finish that sentence, I was already dazed. I shook my head vigorously until I understood the situation and confirmed that I hadn’t misheard or misunderstood anything. I dragged my chair closer to him and leaned forward, “Bro, are you saying you want me to impersonate Xiao Guolin’s representative? Acting isn’t my forte; I can’t just switch roles like that.”
Fatty shook his head. “Who among the three of us is suitable to play the role of Xiao Guolin’s assistant? Me or Da Zhang? There’s no doubt that neither of us fits; it would be a disaster. This role is solely yours. The key point is that you can perform naturally without needing prior preparation—an advantage neither of us can match. Besides, we’re both familiar faces in this circle; if someone recognizes us, it would create chaos. Not to mention those few Myanmar Girls over there know me as well. These thugs won’t show any courtesy; if they have any suspicion, they’ll deal with it on the spot without giving you a chance to protest.”
By this point, I was sweating all over. “So you mean I have to go alone?”
“Are you scared?” Fatty looked at me sideways.
I swallowed hard. "This is just a death wish of a job, how can I not be scared?"
In this situation, I really couldn't act tough; my face felt like it was twitching. Let's be honest, there's no need to put on a brave front only to end up so terrified that I wet my pants.
"Don't worry, Da Zhang and I will protect you from the shadows. If anything goes wrong, our bullets won't be for show. We'll take care of everything, and you'll be safe."
I looked at Fatty, but what came to mind were scenes from Stephen Chow's movie "A Chinese Odyssey." It seemed like Supreme Treasure and Second-in-Command had similar conversations, where Second-in-Command fainted on the stairs to avoid trouble. Should I faint now or wait until we set off?
Seeing my pale face but no objections, Fatty assumed I was silently agreeing with his plan. He patted my shoulder. "This might be a bit dangerous, but as long as we prepare thoroughly, they'll have a hard time spotting any flaws. Of course, your acting skills are crucial. And one more thing: your main goal isn't to extract information from them; that's just a side mission. The core of this plan is to lure out those who once dealt with Xiao Guolin."
I managed to get through this chapter; I hope it didn't delay your reading too much. Thank you for your support.
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