Gris clicked his tongue and motioned Yang Ming to come forward and chat.

Yang Ming: "A certain probability?"

But it feels... like it's profitable, and it's fun.

Lu concluded: "The essence is to get the White Ghost's identity officially recognized."

Gris smiled and said:

"This is a deal. I can help you cover up the noble business. Isn't this a huge reward? Otherwise, this danger will accompany you throughout your life."

"Yes," Gris said, "As long as you help me, I can vouch for you and make your purchase and sale of titles a part of our plan, so that both you and Godoy will be exempt from liability."

Yang Ming reached out and shook his hand gently.

"Okay boss."

Yang Ming frowned tightly.

He used a lot of strength and shouted in a deep voice:

Yang Ming used his thumb and index finger to form the shape of a pistol.

"Hui, I hope you will be honest with me."

A shallow light-shielding film wrapped the room. 026 pushed open the closet door and slipped out, locking the door. Lu's projection also appeared opposite Yang Ming.

"Let the Dongfeng be on standby at any time. If there are monitors around the Godoy family, transfer them to a safe house."

026 said: "If he detects the biological information just collected, the target will still point to Hui Chuanlin. We have already made a complete set of deep camouflage, and there are still no flaws."

"I hate being threatened."

"Bring out the white ghost."

Yang Ming:……

"White Ghost is extremely arrogant. He cannot let you mess with his reputation like this. As long as you declare a challenge, there is a certain probability that he will stand up and confront you."

Yang Ming rubbed his eyebrows, his mind racing rapidly.

"Yes, we can only say there is a certain probability," Gris sighed, "You don't understand the horror of the white ghost. For me, this is the only chance."

Gris said: "If this matter is revealed, Godoy will be punished. You will only have a few years in prison and a large fine."

"You're so mean!"

"After discovering your problem, I hatched a plan in my mind. You are a daring person.

"Have you forgotten my profession? I come from the Empire's special forces, so of course I have some backdoor permissions."

Yang Ming stood up and paced back and forth, then turned around and cursed:

He asked: "Does this have anything to do with what Captain Greiss is investigating?"

"Captain Gris, I have always thought you were an upright and aboveboard person."

"I can only say to avoid it as much as possible."

"Okay, I probably know."

A few minutes later, Yang Ming sat back down opposite Gris.

Yang Ming groped carefully with his hands for a while and took off the extremely thin gloves on both hands. There was still blood on the right glove.

Yang Ming nodded: "My father told me about this. I bought it with a loan. This doesn't prove anything."

"You are different. You are also a hero in the eyes of the people, and you have the business card of a famous detective to protect you.

Gris explained impatiently: "Hey, what can I ask you to do? Give me money? I am an elite member of the special forces, and money is the most useless resource for me."

Gris said slowly:

Yang Ming shrugged: "I don't know what you are talking about."

026 Helu looked at each other.

Gris smiled and said:

"You are too sharp. Many people are investigating you. You are very smart and ambitious, but this society is far more complicated than you think.

Gris sat back in his seat slumped, took a sip of warm water, and left an obvious 'hickey' on the edge of the cup.

"Actually, in the past month, I have thought about building public opinion many times to force the white ghost to appear. I have also contacted celebrities with many fans on Yaha and several nearby planets, but the celebrities are afraid of offending

White ghosts can cause death, so you never dare to attack white ghosts excessively.

"Captain Hanton... I heard Catherine mention it last time. This seems to be the identity of the White Ghost," Yang Ming wondered, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​suspecting that I am the White Ghost?"

Yang Ming licked his lips and asked:

"Why did we come to the Emperor Star Circle?"

The portable detection instrument on the side has completely displayed the owner's data of the biological information just collected.

Yang Ming shrugged: "Obviously you were the one joking with me first."

He looked up at Gris, frowned and said, "You have been threatening me with this matter, exaggerating the dangers of this matter, and using my father's safety to kidnap me. You must have another purpose."

"what is your purpose?"

Yang Ming looked at Gris with clear eyes and smiled: "Sir, you can ask me questions at any time, and I will fully cooperate with your work."

He said unhurriedly: "Why didn't I realize before that you are so rich? You can rent such a large penthouse suite for half a year, which is higher than my salary in ten years."

Gris narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "The affairs of the nobles have nothing to do with me. I hate those old nobles. I also asked different teams to do this investigation. They will not have all the information. Now they can answer me

Is there any problem?”

Gris took out an electronic document:

"This is an official document from Skywrath Fortress, with my boss's signature on it. This plan is called Black Ghost.

Gris said quickly:

"The first step of the plan is to set up a fake website to spread some extreme remarks. First, the white ghost will be stigmatized to a certain extent. Then you will stand up and question the white ghost, which is often said to lead the rhythm. I will be responsible for it.

The rhythm gets bigger and bigger.

Lu asked in a low voice: "Boss, I have a question, why did Gris want to marry Quanhui Saka?"

Yang Ming reviewed the document carefully and signed the name "Hui Chuanlin" after much hesitation.

"Boss, do you want to suspend the retreat plan?" Lu asked softly.

"Yeah?"

"Don't move."

"How long are you going to play with me, Captain Henton?"

Yang Ming leaned back: "Help you? What can I help you with?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Yang Ming muttered, "If you sign this document, I will have something to fall into your hands from now on."

"Think of Mrs. Delly," said Grace, "and those two cute little guys. They are both innocent."

Gris captured these subtle expressions.

Gris's eyes flickered with a faint light, and he said slowly: "What is your real name?"

"If I am honest and aboveboard, the people coming to you now should be the Noble Council and the Law Enforcement Team of the Presbyterian Council."

Yang Ming nodded solemnly, raised his hand and reached into his coat pocket.

Yang Ming was a little silent.

"Well, I hope you will have this understanding when you are old and retired."

White ghost versus white ghost.

Gris was a little speechless.

As soon as his hands were grasped, Yang Ming suddenly retracted his right hand, took a breath of cold air, looked at a little bright red blood seeping out of his palm, and frowned at Gris.

"You have the most fans now. As long as you stand up and declare war on White Ghost, I guarantee you will get more traffic."

Hui Chuanlin, the young owner of Chuanlin Yuanhang Trading Group.

Gris laughed dumbly, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, but soon he seemed to be caught in some kind of entanglement. He turned off the detector and threw the palm-sized thing aside.

"I'm probably crazy."

He sighed softly.
Chapter completed!