“Eating hair cake again?”
Paige caught the kraft paper bag, and he had been sending her hair cakes every day these past few days.
“Tired of it?” Enrico laughed coldly as he stubbed out his cigarette, “Then go eat the chess pieces.”
“…”
How did he still manage to know everything every time he snuck in?
Just speechless.
Paige opened the paper bag, took out a piece of hair cake and took a bite, sat down next to him, and fed the hair cake to his lips.
“No.” Unhappy, Enrico threw another folder in front of her, ‘The distribution map of JT members and weapons in the city.”
Hearing this, Paige hurriedly put down the steamed bun and opened the folder. Inside were two detailed distribution maps, including the feasibility of breaking through each exit in the city.
She looked down and looked at Enrico in admiration, ‘You got all this so quickly? How did you manage it?”
He is not under the constant watch of JT’s people, yet he was able to obtain a distribution map of their members.
“I’m not like some people, who have the leisure to play chess,”
Enrico said coldly, “JT is a management model of the old forces, divided into the owner at the top, the two stewards at the bottom, who are in charge of the left and right, and then there are 20 junior stewards in the four cities of the southeast, northwest, and below that are the ordinary members. There are more than a thousand members, and it is not impossible that there are some that I have not found.”
Paige nodded as she read on.
“Justin is one of the two stewards, and his hypnotic ability is extremely high in JT,”
Enrico said coldly, “They are passed down from generation to generation, and the next generation born will all learn hypnosis from a young age, and those with high abilities will become the top ones.”
“We haven’t seen the master, and we’ve only seen one of the two stewards, so there’s no reason for only one to appear,”
Paige said, unless that steward had more important tasks to do.
And that task was the secret they urgently needed to crack right now.
“That’s it, I’m leaving,” said Enrico coldly, and stood up to leave.
“…”
How cold.
Paige looked at his back, ‘Don’t you want to hear my plan?”
“I don’t want to hear it,’ said Enrico, pushing open the window.
“Then I’ll make my own decision,” said Paige, unhurried.
After that, Enrico suddenly turned around, his eyes looking at her with a gloomy expression, as if he wanted to kill her.
Paige sat up straight at the edge of the bed, picked up the steamed bun and ate it silently, smiling and saying, “It’s delicious even when it’s cold.”
“Bang.” Enrico slammed the window shut again and walked back towards her.
…
The next day, Paige met Justin again in front of JT’s grave.
Justin knelt in front of the grave, humbly pulling the weeds next to the grave, and asked, “Has Mrs. Gustin made up her mind?”
“Yes, I can accept being hypnotized into becoming Hazel, but I have a condition,” Paige said calmly.
“Tell me,” Justin continued to pull weeds.
“In addition to the people you promise to let go, I also want to meet your current owner,” Paige said word by word, her voice clear.
Justin paused in his weed-pulling motion, “Why does Mrs. Gustin want to meet our young master?”
“I just want to meet him. What does JT’s descendant look like?”
Paige said indifferently, looking at the words on the tombstone.
“What if I say I can’t promise?” Justin continued to pull weeds.
“Since you are all waiting for my willingness, if I don’t cooperate, won’t you lose your efforts?”
Paige smiled faintly.
This time, Justin was at a loss for words. He stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his knees, and said, “I need to think about it.”
“Then give me an answer tonight.”
Paige took the initiative and turned to leave.
…
Paige went to the hospital again to accompany Hazel. The woman in front of her was deeply immersed in fragments of Hazel’s life. Even while she was sick, she was still thinking about JT, torturing herself and suffering in pain.
Paige sat next to her and reached out to feel her forehead.
The fever still hadn’t gone down.
If this continued, she would die.
“Knock, knock.”
The door was knocked twice.
Brangelina walked in from the door, sat down next to Paige, and whispered, “I found the place.”
When Justin couldn’t make up his mind, he would definitely consult with more important figures. So after leaving JT’s, the Folsom family devised a way to track Justin backwards, despite JT’s watchful eyes everywhere.
They thought they had them under control, but the Folsom family were no pushovers.
“Where is it?” Paige asked.
“The Davis family, the Davis family in this city,” Brangelina said. “The Davis family’s external security is extremely tight, more than what a large family should have. I think the secret you are talking about is inside.”
The old Davis family.
This answer was not a big surprise.
Paige nodded, wrung a towel in the cold water of the washbasin next to her, folded it and placed it on Hazel’s forehead. Her eyes were sharp, “We have to save the innocent, and we have to get out of here, too. This is our only chance.”
She had been acting mysteriously the whole way, and now she had revealed the truth. Let’s see how JT’s people act now.
Sure enough, Justin, who had come out of the old Davis family, quickly gave Paige an answer, agreeing to her conditions and letting her see the young master.
The time was set for the following morning.
…
The following morning, the sky in Duplicat City finally cleared up.
The sky was a clear blue, with not a cloud in sight.
As per the conditions, the Folsom family marched majestically down the street in the city.
There were also many injured people in the group, who had been released from hypnosis and were now too weak to stand and were instead slumped unconsciously on the flatbed truck.
A group of JT members wearing black cloaks personally saw them off, forming a circle around them.
The procession was so large that the people came out to look and point and talk.
Paige stood quietly on the side of the road and looked on, while Justin stood beside her. “Mrs. Gustin, I’m a man of my word, aren’t I? I said I’d let them go, and I will.”
“Are they really going to be able to return safely to Country A?”
Paige knew that this copy city was definitely not within the borders of Country A, but she had no idea where it was.
“When they leave the city, we will erase their memories of being here one by one. We have nothing to worry about being exposed here, so naturally we can let them go back safely,”
Justin said. “Is that reassuring?”
“Enrico and the others can’t be released?” Paige asked again.
“Mrs. Gustin, you have to leave me some hostages, right?” Justin laughed, then took out a black cloth and unfolded it.
The next second, the black cloth was placed over her eyes.
Paige could no longer see anything clearly, and could only let Justin lead her to a rickshaw and sit down as it swayed.
The rickshaw took a winding route and made many turns.
Paige could not see, and did not deliberately try to remember the route. She knew that the destination would be the Davis family in the city.
She had been wondering where JT held his meetings, and when Brangelina found JT’s mansion, she had the idea of taking control of JT’s mansion, but in fact, the location of JT’s meetings had always been hidden in the city.
Hidden in the Davis family.
Soon, the wind died down.
The rickshaw stopped.
Paige felt the oppression around her, as if there were many pairs of eyes staring at her.
She knew she was at the place, so she took off the black cloth over her eyes. She was already indoors.
In front of her was an extremely large hall.
It was not decorated like a typical wealthy family’s home, and it was very empty.
On both sides of the carpet stood people wearing black cloaks, all of them expressionless as they looked at her.