Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

"What friends? Male or female?"

On the other end of the phone, Wuxie asked a soul-searching question.

Xiaohua: "So do you want a boy or a girl?"

Wuxie: "My friend, your question has crossed the line."

Xiaohua: "I'll treat you to the Crescent Hotel."

Wuxie: "I'm fine with both men and women!!! There's no upper limit, from 18 to !!! I can accompany anyone."

Xiaohua: “But…”

Wu Xie: "As long as I'm not the one paying the bill, everything is fine."

Xiaohua: "Zhang Qiling will be there."

Wuxie: “…”

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and it was a long time before Wuxie asked any questions.

"How could you think that I could bring out that Buddha?"

"Maybe it's because you're thick-skinned."

Xiaohua is extremely honest. There is no way he can't be honest. This living god has long stopped picking wild Lamas. Even their guild can't open up the wasteland with their own team.

He tried to place an order through customer service two years ago. Let’s put it this way, it’s not that difficult for the Xie family’s side branch to buy limited edition Hermès. It’s not enough to just have money to buy the goods. After going through a long set of procedures, they will kindly tell you that this is an illegal activity and will not be supported.

Xie Yuchen rubbed his brows and tried to dispel the unbearable past. In this matter, he had to be shameless and innocent. Besides, he had an official identity, so cooperation was much easier.

Wu Xie swallowed his saliva. Even though he had met Zhang Qiling several times, he was still very scared to be honest.

He glanced at you expressionlessly, and his aura made you want to kneel down and burn paper, burn incense and kowtow to him. Only towards those people in the inner circle, he was rarely gentle.

In comparison, he felt that the man with black glasses was easier to get along with.

"Does it have to be this way?"

"Order whatever you want."

"Deal! Wait for my news."

After the call was hung up, Liu Sang, who heard everything clearly, became so excited that his face turned red. He rubbed his fingers and quickly told the conversation to Boss Xie.

"You killed Wu Sanxing."

"He has no value anymore."

Liu Sang's voiceover prompts, "Pause for 5 minutes at this moment."

"The time has been brought forward. It's time for your Xie family to contribute."

"What about the Hong family? They just threw out a kid?"

"The effort and reward are equal. They are not as greedy as you."

"hehe."

Liu Sang focused on learning to imitate this laughter. The hoarseness and weirdness of the sound were totally not something that could be produced by human vocal cords. Those who heard it broke out in cold sweats.

The conversation ended here. Liu Sang could hear the rest of the sounds, but they were all meaningless syllables. He repeated them with difficulty based on his memory, but he had no idea what they meant. They sounded like the irregular sounds of animals.

But the only thing that is certain is that they must be having a conversation, and the tone of their communication is very obvious.

Xie Yuchen wrote down these syllables, nodded without saying anything, agreed on a time for dinner, and said goodbye to Liu Sang.

On the way back, Tu Dian was lost in thought as he stared at the passers-by on the roadside, and then he heard, "What did you know at that time?"

He seemed not to hear it and continued looking out the window. It was a long time before he spoke, just before the car reached its destination.

"Master Jiu of the Xie family is the most intelligent of the Nine Gates. He remembers everything in his head. So, do you still remember it?"

After Tu Dian finished speaking, he looked at Xiaohua. Xie Yuchen did not have a deep impression of his grandfather Jiu Ye. In the two years when he was still a child, two generations died one after another. Apart from the legends told by the collateral relatives, he had no way of knowing the private truth.

But Tu Dian is different. Three generations of his family have been working in the core layer, and they are exposed to secrets even more directly than him, the head of the family.

Looking at Xiaohua's expression, Tu Dian laughed, as if he was back to the beautiful child in his childhood who appeared to be fierce but was actually weak.

"Master Jiu started having frequent headaches one year ago. Whenever he needed to concentrate, he would inject a large amount of sedatives and mix morphine into his food."

This was a recognized secret in the core area of ​​the inner house. There was nothing special about it, so Xiaohua did not interrupt him.

"It must be a coincidence. Someone secretly learned that another ingredient was added to Master Xie Jiu's medicine."

Tudian suddenly seemed to be interested and turned to look at Xiaohua, "Do you know Gongka?"

Xiaohua took a while to react when she heard the name before she remembered that this was a primitive psychedelic drug that had become extinct hundreds of years ago.

In ancient times, it was equivalent to opium, extremely expensive and difficult to obtain.

"You mean, Master Jiu is taking drugs?" Xiao Hua almost laughed out loud when she heard this. It is impossible for Master Jiu to be unaware of the harm this kind of stuff does to the brain nerves. The Xie family was founded on intelligence, so it is impossible for them to dig their own graves.

"What if, in a hallucination, you see a map?"

Seeing the inquiring look in Xie's eyes, Tu Dian waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't look at me like that. I don't know what you see."

According to Tudian's explanation, Gongka is a psychedelic drug that leaked out of the jungles of ancient Borneo and Southeast Asia. No one knows its specific production and method of taking it. The last time it appeared was 100 years ago. This is the only remaining information. From this fragmentary information, we know that if a person takes this thing for three years, he will commit suicide. But if he is rescued, a map of ancient Borneo will appear out of thin air in his mind, with a point marked on it.

"What is that point?"

Xiaohua guessed that someone who had some connection with Tu Dian must have gone to that place to investigate.

Tu Dian shook his head. "The whole tribe was burned down. Judging from the traces, it was probably done by the British colonizers at the time. But judging by the method used, there must have been experts who cleaned up the mess."

Before Xiaohua could ask, he smiled strangely and said, "This point is not important."

"How to say?"

"Jiu Ye's medicine is similar to Gongka, but it is not the batch from 100 years ago. The things he smoked are much older, so I guess what he saw is also older."

The car had already arrived at the hospital where Tu Dian worked. He refused to say anything more. He pushed open the door and stood still for a moment. Without looking back, he said something out of curiosity.

"Master Xie, do you think it is possible for a human to become an immortal?"

Wuxie called me in the evening and it was done.

"I went directly to Mr. Zhang, and he asked if he could bring a few more people with him."

Xiaohua didn't even think twice and said "Okay."

Three days later, the entire building of the Crescent Hotel was silent and hushed. Not only was there no sound of talking, there was not even the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding. The entire hotel was like a morgue.

Besides the beating of the heart, which echoes in the space as majestic as a mountain.

The door of the office was closed. Yin Nanfeng folded his arms and looked at Zhang Rishan. He had been circling here like an old ox plowing the field for a full half hour.

"What's wrong with you? Can you calm down?"

As soon as the door opened in the morning, this group of people came in and reported the name of Hua Ye. Although there were a lot of people, Hua Ye could still afford to hire several hundred people.

Before her boss could say anything, Zhang Rishan, who was hiding inside the door, was so scared that he was like a pleasure seeker encountering a police raid. If she hadn't stopped him, he would have climbed through the window and almost jumped off the building.

"You don't know!" Zhang Rishan stood on tiptoe and looked down through the crack in the door. Every time he looked down, he felt like he was going to die.

"Those downstairs are all Zhang family members."

Yin Nanfeng was shocked. "Your Zhang family member?"

"Have they finally remembered to clean up their mess, or are they going to drag you out for a marriage?"

"But..." She thought about the group of people downstairs, "Your family members are all really good-looking... I need to call my little sister!"

As she said this, she was about to run out. She wanted to share this opportunity to see a large number of handsome guys with her rich girlfriends.

"Please be quiet!"

He quickly grabbed the woman who didn't care about his life or death. He knew exactly what she was thinking. "As far as I know, the lowest price for this group of people in the market is 500 million."

"Five million?" Yin Nanfeng was shocked, and then he counted on his fingers, "It usually takes 500-5 days to trap a lama, so if we calculate it as ten days, 15 million is not a loss!"

"Can your ten fucking days be the same as the ten days of holding a lama?"

Yin Nanfeng crossed her chest and glanced at him, "They are both physical work, how can they be different!"

"Fuck! Stop acting like a brothel owner and stop making trouble!"