Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

The moment Du Fei stepped out of the camp tent, moonlight spilled over him, as if draping him in a suit of silver armor.

He glanced back at the tent that had once filled him with trepidation, a smug smile curling at the corner of his lips.

Du Fei quietly left the camp, disappearing into the vast night.

Soren nodded repeatedly, showering him with praise for his performance.

"Your Highness, I have just learned some important information," Du Fei said, his voice tinged with urgency. "The target I've been searching for, Kadu Song, is said to have close ties with the Wenches family,

and has even helped them transport some shady goods. This news seems to be no secret in certain circles within the army."

Soren put down his quill, his brow furrowed deeply. This information undoubtedly brought new variables to his plan.

He had originally been waiting for Yasso to return from his investigation abroad, but he hadn't expected Du Fei to bring such new information.

"Are you sure this information is reliable?" Soren asked in a deep voice, his eyes as sharp as knives.

"I heard it with my own ears, Your Highness," Du Fei replied firmly. "If Your Highness has any doubts, I can personally investigate to verify the truth."

Soren pondered for a moment, then made a decisive decision.

"Go and summon Jean Lelong, we need to discuss this thoroughly."

Soon, Jean Lelong hurried over, his face etched with a hint of doubt and anxiety.

"Your Highness, you summoned me so urgently, has something happened?"

Soren told Jean Lelong in detail about the information provided by Du Fei, then asked, "What do you think?"

After listening, Jean Lelong frowned, looked at Du Fei, and asked in a serious tone: "Lord Du Fei, is your source of information reliable?"

Du Fei met Jean Lelong's scrutinizing gaze and replied without backing down: "I heard it with my own ears. If Lord Lelong is worried, I can personally investigate and speak with facts."

Soren observed the interaction between the two, nodding secretly in his heart.

He admired Du Fei's courage and decisiveness, and also trusted Jean Lelong's judgment.

"Good."

Jean Lelong finally nodded. "Since Lord Du Fei is willing to investigate personally, then go. This matter is very important to His Highness the Crown Prince, and we cannot be negligent in any way."

Du Fei felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he heard Jean Lelong change his address from "you" to "you", and address him as "Lord."

This was recognition of his ability and status, and also the goal he had been striving for.

"Yes, Lord Lelong."

Du Fei saluted solemnly, then turned and left, preparing to begin his investigation.

Soren watched Du Fei's departing figure, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

This investigation was not only a test of Du Fei's ability, but also a test of his loyalty.

If Du Fei could successfully complete the mission, his position in the Crown Prince's mansion would be even more secure.

As Du Fei left, the atmosphere inside the tent became heavy.

Soren and Jean Lelong both knew that this new information could have a significant impact on their plans.

They had to re-examine the entire situation and make corresponding adjustments.

In the following days, Du Fei went deep into every corner of the three major military camps, secretly investigating the relationship between Kadu Song and the Wenches family.

Like a keen cheetah, he hunted for every possible clue.

Every night, he would shuttle between the camp of the Second Regiment of the First Corps, where Kadu Song was located, and deal with various people, trying to pry more information from their mouths.

Each time he went, Du Fei would change into a new outfit, making it impossible to determine his true identity.

During this period, Du Fei also encountered many difficulties and dangers.

Some people were wary of his investigation, and some even tried to stop him.

But Du Fei, with his extraordinary wit and courage, managed to turn danger into safety time and time again, and continued to delve deeper into the investigation.

A week passed quickly, but no valuable news came from Du Fei, which made Soren feel a little anxious.

During this silent week, Soren discovered a puzzling phenomenon.

Kadu Song had a full three thousand gold coins stolen, but he kept silent about it, and no news of his theft spread to the outside world.

If it hadn't been for Kadu Song's furious outburst over the camp theft a few days ago, whipping the guards responsible for guarding him until they were covered in wounds, this matter would probably have been concealed.

Soren stroked his chin, a sly glint flashing in his eyes: "This guy is really hiding deep. He lost so many gold coins, but he can still remain so calm."

Jean Lelong stood aside, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Your Highness, in fact, this is not difficult to understand.

There are only two possibilities. Du Song believes that he is a person with a reputation, and he is unwilling to spread this embarrassing matter,

after all, it was stolen while he was sleeping."

"Another possibility is that some of the money is dirty. If the news of the theft spreads, it will make some people uneasy. However, this also provides us with an opportunity."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Soren asked with interest.

Jean Lelong smiled slightly and explained: "Didn't Du Fei say that he heard people talking around his camp at night? This is a very good reason.

We can take this opportunity to let Kadu Song go and find trouble with those suspicious people, so that we can divert his attention and make it easier for us to start the investigation from other people."

Soren's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he snapped his fingers: "Good idea! Jean, you always bring me surprises. Du Fei, I'll leave this matter to you to arrange. Remember, you must do it cleanly and neatly, and don't leave any traces."

Du Fei took the order and left. His actions in the past few days have been frequently interrupted, and even many people in the army have noticed him, but he is very confident that he has not been exposed, otherwise he would not have just been expelled.

Inside the camp of a thousand-man team of the Royal Guard Knights.

Bafi listened to his subordinates' report with a solemn expression.

His youngest son had just died, and he was still angry about it, but someone dared to move earth on his head.

No matter what he was investigating, it made him dissatisfied.

Because of that idiot son, he had to hand over the military supply department that he had been running for more than ten years.

As for sadness, there was none at all. Bafi had married more than a dozen wives, giving birth to more than twenty children for him, and there were more than a dozen illegitimate children outside. It didn't have much impact on him if a few sons died.

"Have you found out who it is?" Bafi asked coldly.

"I don't know, but my subordinates suspect—"