"Don't you suspect that there is some collusion between Zhang Xiaotian and Zhixuan, after going back, it is actually an operation to release this matter to the outside world, I don't believe that the court and the hand and the meeting will allow the two of them to be safe." Ling Xiao said with a sneer.

"Does this work, how can others believe it without evidence?" Qin Ming frowned, he always felt that Liang Dong's words were somewhat unreliable.

"We are neither police nor judges, waiting for your evidence." Ling Xiao glanced at Qin Ming angrily, and then said, "What we want is not for others to believe immediately, as long as we plant a little seed of suspicion." Maybe the Zhigong Court is more particular about it, the Japanese side, hum! ”

"Will the Japanese force Zhixuan and Zhang Xiaotian to fight to the death, is it possible?" Qin Ming was never able to agree with Ling Xiao's judgment.

"It may not be possible in normal times, but as the two of them become stronger and stronger, sometimes such a seed is enough to push many things on." Ling Xiao glanced at Qin Ming, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Of course, this matter didn't work out so quickly, so you have to find a way to keep these rumors circulating on the road, not for two days a day, not for two months in a month, sooner or later, someone will treat these rumors as facts." ”

"Is this the so-called ploy of the heart?" Qin Ming muttered, although he felt that this was a bit ridiculous, it was not necessarily impossible to succeed.

"It's just part of the plan, you just need to be careful to spread the rumors, be careful not to expose yourself, and I will arrange other means to cooperate." Ling Xiao patted Qin Ming's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "We have endured it for so many years, don't expose your purpose because of a moment of impatience, understand?" ”

"I understand." Qin Ming nodded lightly, and said with a bit of a sad smile: "Don't worry, as long as Zhang Xiaotian's old thief doesn't die for a day, I will never expose myself." ”

There is an important reason why Qin Ming and Ling Xiao are so calculating Zhang Xiaotian so carefully, that is, they want revenge.

In a scuffle between the Four Seas Gang and the Nissin Society, Qin Ming and Ling Xiao, as well as many brothers' parents, died in that scuffle.

They later inadvertently discovered that in that scuffle, the people who died in that scuffle were all dissidents of the Four Seas Gang and the Nissin Society, and they were all dissatisfied with Zhang Xiaotian or Zhixuan's power. These people all died strangely in an inexplicable melee, which cannot but make people suspicious.

After Qin Ming joined the Four Seas Gang, he always felt that Zhang Xiaotian was guarding against him, and only later did he understand the reason.

Over the years, the reason why Qin Ming deliberately approached Zhang Xiaotian's youngest daughter was to open a breakthrough from her. However, that little girl never had a good impression of Qin Ming, let alone let him get any important information.

"What other means?" Qin Ming's heart moved, and he looked at Ling Xiao with curiosity, he wanted to know how his brother calculated.

However, Ling Xiao resolutely refused to spit out, he shook his head and said, "You just need to do your part, knowing more is not a good thing for others." ”

"Okay, then I won't ask any more, you can just grasp it yourself. It's not too early, I have to go back, and you should be careful yourself. After Qin Ming finished speaking, he patted Ling Xiao's shoulder, and then carefully left the middle school playground along the shadow under the tree.

Ling Xiao was not worried about Qin Ming's safety, he had already carefully checked the surroundings before he appeared, confirming that no one was following Qin Ming.

Looking up at the moon above his head, Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, sometimes he really wished that he could move to the moon with a single teleportation. But it's a pity that his current cultivation can only support ten kilometers away in an instant, and more than ten kilometers will directly deplete his true qi.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, Ling Xiao would not directly teleport ten kilometers, he would move one kilometer at a time, so that the effect would be better, so as to avoid him being ambushed by others because his true qi was exhausted.

Standing on the top of a building, Ling Xiao sensed the location of his own pharmacy from afar, looked at another tall building in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, he had appeared on top of the tall building. In just a minute, he had already stood on the roof of his pharmacy again, his figure blurred for a while, and Ling Xiao had already fallen into the three-story quiet room.

The next morning, when Ling Xiao opened his eyes, Gan Jing beside him had already gotten up to make breakfast, and everything seemed to be back to the past.

The University of California, Los Angeles has reopened and entered its senior year, and Ling Xiao's classes have suddenly become tense.

The senior year of American students is completely different from that in China, and the fourth-year classes are even busier, and the high-level professional courses are almost all scheduled this academic year, and under normal circumstances, they are either in the classroom or immersed in the library.

Typically, undergraduate programs at U.S. colleges and universities place general education in the first two years of college, while professional courses are ranked in junior and senior years. From the writing format of the paper to the professionalism of collecting materials, students must always put out 100% energy and not be a little sloppy.

Moreover, the professional courses are set up in a variety of ways, and only those who have completed the beginner courses are eligible to take the higher level. As a result, few people skip classes in the fourth year of college that "elevate" their professional abilities. Because absenteeism not only means that you lose the opportunity to learn professional knowledge, but you may also not get a degree certificate.

Ling Xiao had already completed many courses in the first three years of college, and in his senior year, his time might be a little easier, but even so, he often left early and returned late, and rarely spent time in the pharmacy, after all, sometimes he had to fly to New York to help Stark detoxify.

Of course, Stark would occasionally fly to Los Angeles to save the day.

On this day, not long after Gan Jing opened the door, Beckett, who had not shown up for a long time, suddenly appeared in the pharmacy, and after she said a few words to Gan Jing, she went directly to the second floor, this time she made an appointment with Ling Xiao.

"Here you are, sit." Ling Xiao was sitting in front of the computer finishing his paper, and when he saw Beckett appear, he closed his notebook, raised his head, and said, "How are you doing, how are you?" ”

"Okay." Beckett sat down on the sofa, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then asked, "Tell me, what are you doing with me today?" ”

"Huh!" Ling Xiao smiled lightly and said, "Why, I can't come over and talk to you if it's okay." ”

Beckett raised his eyebrows, looked at Ling Xiao, and said with some interest: "Let's talk, do you have any good information for me?" ”

"Can't I come to you without good information?" Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly, exhaled lightly, and then said with a straight face: "Caitlin, what do you think of some rumors on the underworld now?" ”

"What rumors?" Beckett was slightly stunned, she didn't know what Ling Xiao was talking about, there were countless news coming and going every day on the underworld, true or false, who knew what Ling Xiao was talking about.

"Of course, it's news related to Zhixuan. Haven't you heard that there are rumors that there are some unknown contacts between Zhixuan and Zhang Xiaotian of the Four Seas Gang. ”

Beckett frowned: "This is unlikely, don't you Chinese and Japanese want each other to die immediately, how can it be ......?"

"Who knows, but don't you think it's a good opportunity?" Ling Xiao looked at Beckett and said in a deep voice, "Catherine, don't you think this is a good opportunity to clean up your ambitions?" ”

"Huh?" Beckett was slightly stunned, she didn't see how much she could use here.

"Tell me, Catherine, do you have any recent developments in your investigation into the Nissin Society?" Ling Xiao's tone of voice changed, and he asked about other things.

"There hasn't been much progress, and Zhixuan's books are very clean, and it's hard to find any loopholes." Beckett shook his head slightly, his face worried.

(End of chapter)