Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then pondered for a while, and said, "When you say that, I really think of one." ”

"You say."

"The circuit in the ring doesn't seem to be very good lately, and there are times in the past few days when the bet ring is good, and the power in the ring suddenly goes out in the middle of the game. This happened about three or four times, and every time I asked people to go to the electrical warehouse to check, the circuit was automatically restored as soon as the repairman arrived, and many people were scolded. ”

I narrowed my eyes and nodded, indicating that I had a general understanding of the situation.

I don't think it's a coincidence.

The waiters and employees in the field, after I took over the Black Boxing Stadium, Wei Keqiang has already helped me replace all the people of Boss Fan and replace them with his old department, so there should be no problem with the employees.

But those fighters are still the same fighters as before......

"Boss, yes...... Did something happen? Why do you ask? Zhang Yuan saw my expression and asked me strangely.

I was silent for a moment, didn't answer his question, and played with a lighter in my hand on the table.

After a while, I said slowly, "You go, call me the gate." ”

"The gate?" Zhang Yuan was stunned again, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go now." Then he got up and walked out of the office.

After a while, Zhang Yuan led the gate back. The wound on the gate was not completely healed, but he insisted on staying in the hospital, saying that he hated the smell of the hospital and that he was still wearing thick bandages.

I let Zhang Yuan go out first, leaving the door alone in the office.

"Boss." The gate stood in front of me, bowed deeply to me, and then asked, "Is there anything you want to do with me?" ”

I tapped my fingers lightly on the table and asked, "Gate, how long have you been in this black boxing arena?" ”

He looked at me suspiciously, as if he didn't understand why I was asking, but he still said honestly: "Probably, four or five years." ”

"Oh, you're familiar with the black fighters in the ring, right?"

"Well, familiar ......," he added, after a pause, "but we don't have much friendship with each other." ”

I raised my head and looked at him: "Then do you know, when Boss Fan was still the boss here, did you get closer to any black boxer?" ”

The gate was stunned for two seconds, and after thinking for a while, he slowly shook his head: "No." ”

"Not a single one?" I still insisted on asking.

The gate said: "Boss, before you came, the black boxing arena was a place with a very low human touch, because there were only bloody life and death and odds, feelings? I've even forgotten what feelings are after a long time, because I've become numb until you come......"

I said, "But even if that's the case, among so many black fighters, isn't there anything that Boss Fan particularly values?" Like a henchman or something? ”

The gate paused and said: "Boss Fan used us black boxers as just a tool to make money, and it was a one-time tool, because every time we go on stage, we may die, how can anyone train someone who may die at any time to be their henchmen?" ”

"Hmm...... That's right......" I touched my nose.

At this time, the gate asked suspiciously: "Boss, after saying so much, what do you want to say?" ”

I stared into his eyes for a while, and even though he was Japanese, I thought he was the person I trusted the most in this black boxing arena.

I smiled and said, "Oh, nothing. Boss Fan and I recently got married. So I'm wondering, in the boxing ring, will there be his mole. ”

Gate's eyes widened and he said, "How so! Boss, you can rest assured that everyone knows how you've treated us fighters since you took over the ring! Surely no one will betray you! ”

I laughed, then stood up and walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Gate, you remember, sometimes it's not how good you are to others, others will definitely give you how much in return." ”

"There is no eternal kindness, only eternal benefits."

He was stunned, and he didn't know if he understood, but he nodded seriously: "Yes." The gate was remembered. ”

"Well......" I pondered for a while, and then said, "In this way, in the future, in the boxing ring, help me observe, if there is anyone in the boxing ring who behaves more suspiciously, or has secretly contacted strange people, you can tell me." ”

"Yes!"

"I'm not just talking about the fighters, but also the staff in the field." I said, glancing at him, "Including, Zhang Yuan." ”

"Huh??" The gate was stunned, and looked at me blankly for a few seconds, but quickly lowered his head again: "Yes!" The gate is known! ”

……

As night fell, I took the ferry back to Singapore. Anyway, there is no itinerary for the whole day today, which is a rare holiday.

This is one of the busiest shopping streets in Singapore, Singapore is very beautiful at night, it is a beautiful city in itself, and the bright lights seem to make the whole city shine.

I sat alone at the bar in the bar around the corner, with a glass of whiskey that the bartender had just blended.

I was a little lonely alone, but a few girls with heavy makeup and scantily dressed saw that I was in good shape, so they came up to talk to me, but I was sent away by my indifference.

They snorted through their noses, twisted their thin waists and walked away, giving me a blank look before leaving.

I squinted and shook my glass as I looked at the men and women in the bar swaying in the dark.

After a while, I staggered up and went to the bathroom, looking a little drunk. A waiter tried to help me out, but I was pushed away angrily.

Strangely, instead of going to the toilet in the bar, I walked out through the safe exit of the bar, and from here I went up the stairs and around the corner there was a public restroom for the staff.

I walked in and didn't turn on the lights, it was pitch black in the restroom, and the lights in this washroom seemed to be broken, so no one was here to go to the toilet.

I closed the door with my backhand, then leaned my back against the sink and pulled a pack of cigarettes and a lighter out of my pocket.

I lit the cigarette on my lips and a faint light in the dark toilet.

The faint light of the fire finally illuminated the face of another woman who was leaning against me with her arms folded over her chest.