The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Return to Kyoto City.

It was already evening.

Came to the Six Nations Hotel again.

Lin Mo looked up at the brightly lit building in front of him and stepped into the door of the Six Nations Hotel again.

"Team Leader Lin, you're finally back!"

When Lin Mo went upstairs, Xu Baili, who was standing at the door in a listless manner, saw Lin Mo going upstairs.

After seeing him, her eyes suddenly lit up and she quickly walked towards him.

He walked over quickly and asked happily, "Team Leader Lin, you're back."

Lin Mo nodded slightly in response.

"Team Leader Lin, Mr. Frank said that if you come back, please go to his room."

"it is good."

Lin Mo didn't seem surprised by this and simply responded.

Xu Baili then stepped forward and gently knocked on Frank's door.

"Mr. Frank, Team Leader Lin is back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened.

"Lin, you're back!"

Frank's face was filled with joy.

Then, Evelin seemed to have heard the noise and poked her head out from the next room.

A charming smile bloomed on that delicate face.

The police officers and Secret Service members guarding outside the door were stunned for a moment.

They had been waiting here for a long time, but they had never seen Evelyn smile at them.

But as soon as Team Leader Lin came back, the other party couldn't wait to come out of the room, smiling so brightly.

One can't help but wonder, could it be that this foreign girl has fallen for Team Leader Lin?

After a few people entered the room, Frank politely asked them to sit down.

Evelyn suddenly stopped smiling and announced seriously that she and Frank would leave Kyoto tomorrow.

Xu Baili was stunned when he heard this: "Charles hasn't been found yet, and you're leaving now?"

"Charles hasn't been found yet. Aren't you going to wait for him?"

Evelin glanced at Lin Mo and said slowly, “I don’t want to hide it from you. In fact, according to what I have learned, Charles is dead.”

"What? He's dead? How did he die?"

Although Xu Baili had no good feelings towards Charles, he was still shocked to hear the news of his death.

"I don't know how he died."

Evelyn shook her head. "However, even if he doesn't die, he will be taken back for trial as a traitor, and the result may be more painful than death."

"More painful than death?"

Xu Baili frowned, his heart full of doubts.

Is there anything more painful than death?

Evelyn continued, “But don’t worry, the cooperation between our England consortium and the Chinese top management will not be affected by Charles’ death. The loan will be received within three days.”

However, this news did not make Xu Baili feel relieved, but made him even more confused.

He was curious about why the consortium behind Evelyn had such a big change in attitude.

After all, when Charles first disappeared, they put a lot of pressure on the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

But now, no one cares about Charles' death.

Lin Mo's heart moved, and he felt that this matter might be related to Andolf, the god of death, one of the Major Arcana cards.

After finishing their talk, Xu Baili and Lin Mo prepared to leave.

Frank suddenly asked Lin Mo to stay alone.

Xu Baili understood what he meant and knew that he had something important to say to Lin Mo, so he tactfully withdrew.

After Xu Baili left, Frank suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Mo.

"Lin, thank you very much for your protection these days!"

Lin Mo accepted it calmly and said with a smile: "You and I are just getting what we need, no need to be so polite."

Frank shook his head firmly, his eyes sincere.

"Although this is true, I am grateful from the bottom of my heart for everything you have done."

Lin Mo was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Frank's attitude to be so sincere.

After all, in his eyes, most of these foreigners were arrogant.

Frank's sincerity really surprised him.

Then Frank took out a check from his pocket and pushed it in front of Lin Mo.

"This is a check for fifty thousand pounds from Citibank. You can cash it any time."

Lin Mo took the check, put it in his pocket without even looking at it, and nodded.

"Oh, there's one more thing I want to share with you."

Frank's face was filled with a happy smile. "I have officially joined the Tarot Club. Now my cousin Benjamin won't dare to attack me again."

"Oh? Then you inherited your father's title?" Lin Mo asked with raised eyebrows.

"not yet."

Frank shook his head.

Evelyn explained, "It was the God of Death who overruled the crowd and said that Frank had done an excellent job this time. Not only did he cause the Dark Council to lose a baron, but he also uncovered Charles, a traitor with a shaky faith. So he made an exception and allowed him to join the Tarot Club."

"The God of Death?" Lin Mo pretended to be surprised.

"Yes, Andolf, the God of Death, is one of the twenty-two Major Arcana cards. He is the executioner who specializes in doing dirty work in the Tarot Club."

Evelyn added.

Lin Mo took the opportunity to ask her about the Major Arcana card.

Evelin didn’t think much about it, and immediately said, “The actual controller of the Tarot Club is actually the Twenty-Two Elders.

The titles of the members of the Council of Elders are all named after the twenty-two Major Arcana cards of the Tarot.

They are The Fool, The Magician, The Priestess, The Queen, The Emperor, The Pope, The Lovers, The Chariot, The Power, The Hermit, The Wheel of Fortune, Justice, The Hanged Man, Death, Temperance, The Devil, The Tower, The Star, The Moon, The Sun, Judgment, and The World.

“Of course, it doesn’t mean that the higher the ranking, the stronger the strength.

Because titles are assigned to each person based on their characteristics or duties.

Like Lord Death, although his ranking is not high, his strength is at least in the top ten in the Elders Council.

Moreover, not every title of the twenty-two Major Arcana cards has someone to inherit it."

As far as Evelyn knows, there are currently no corresponding candidates for titles such as Star, Moon, Sun, Judgment, and World.

"I see."

Lin Mo nodded slightly, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "Since there is nothing else, I won't bother you anymore and will go back to rest first."

"Okay, Lin, thank you for your hard work."

Frank and Evelyn spoke almost at the same time, with gratitude in their tone.

After Lin Mo's figure left, Evelin turned around and looked at Frank with a puzzled look.

"Frank, why do I feel like you're being a little too respectful to Lin Mo? This isn't like you normally are."

Frank's lips curled up into a meaningful smile, his eyes sharp as an eagle.

"This Mr. Lin is not as simple as he seems."

Evelin asked with interest, "Oh? I know he's very skilled, but it shouldn't be something that would make you willingly spend such a huge price, right? Fifty thousand pounds, this amount of money is not a small sum for you!"

"Do not."

Frank shook his head lightly, his expression solemn, “Evelyn, you still underestimated him. Think about it, Charles is dead, but the consortium not only did not get angry, but strictly ordered us not to pursue the matter any further. Is this normal?”

"You mean... this matter has something to do with Lin?"

Evelin’s pupils shrank slightly when she heard this.

"I can't be sure, but my intuition tells me that there may be some connection."

Frank spoke slowly.

"Anyway, it's definitely worth the investment of 50,000 pounds to be able to make friends with such a person."

There was a hint of wisdom in Frank's eyes.

Evelyn was silent for a moment.

Although he still had his doubts in his heart, he nodded reluctantly, acknowledging that Frank might have his reasons.

However, she still felt that Frank overestimated Lin Mo.

At this moment, Frank suddenly changed the subject.

“Evelyn, after this mission is over, I’m afraid we’ll be separated for a long time.”

Evelin’s heart tightened when she heard this, and she held his hand tightly.

"I'm going to miss you, Frank."

"Me too."

Frank responded gently, his eyes full of reluctance.

The night was as dark as ink. Evelyn leaned close to Frank's ear and whispered softly, her breath as sweet as orchid.

"Tonight, let us enjoy these last moments to the fullest."

Frank's eyes flashed with heat when he heard this, and he instantly understood her intention.

In the room, the lights were dim, and the figures of the two were intertwined.

Like rain hitting banana leaves, fierce and lingering.

The night is getting darker.

The moonlight outside the window fell on the floor.

Everything seemed to be settled.