Chase Game

"In your name?"

"To be precise, it's temporarily in my name, and the scam will be exposed after the relief efforts are completed."

Ling Yi's words only confused Meng Dong more and more; he couldn't understand what Ling Yi was trying to do at all.

But judging from Ling Yi's expression, it seems he's not prepared to explain.

Oh well, it was just a casual instruction anyway.

He immediately summoned the kitchen manager and said, "According to this gentleman's request, cook two large pots of porridge and bake a hundred large flatbreads."

"Remember, it has to be thin porridge!"

After Ling Yi added a sentence, the kitchen manager responded and went to make the arrangements.

After everything was arranged, the three of them sat down to eat together.

When everyone is enjoying their meal, no one is in the mood to talk business.

After an hour, when they had eaten and drunk their fill, they finally began to discuss serious matters.

First, they exchanged information. Meng Dong, like Zhang Qiang, was also astonished to learn that Zhao Dayou had been killed.

Next, Meng Dong revealed the bet agreement with Tiange and Wang Yun's whereabouts.

"Did Wang Yun go down into the underground palace again?"

"That's right, the entrance to the underground palace is in the old patriarch's room. When I went there, I was stopped by Wang Yun's men."

Ling Yi pondered for a moment, wondering why Wang Yun was going down to the underground palace.

Just then, a servant came in to report: "Young Master, the Acting Master has come out of the Old Master's room."

"Is there anything unusual?"

"No, everything seems normal."

"Alright, go down and continue to observe."

After the servants left, Meng Dong turned his gaze to Ling Yi.

Ling Yi and Zhang Qiang exchanged a glance and said, "The underground palace isn't actually anything special; at least we didn't find anything during our exploration."

"The most likely candidate I can think of is Ding Guifang from the Underworld."

"You mean, they've colluded?"

"It's hard to say, after all, we had a fight last night. Just be careful."

Meng Dong nodded silently.

But in his heart he was thinking that Zhao Dayou had now been kicked out.

If Wang Yunzhen was indeed colluding with Ding Guifang, then Zhou Jie would also be involved.

They were an alliance of two pursuers and one fugitive.

On paper, they are stronger than their side, which has one pursuer and two fugitives.

Wait, something doesn't seem right!

Meng Dong suddenly realized that if Ling Yi could kill his pursuers, could he still be regarded as an ordinary fugitive?

He's practically a hunter now, isn't he?

If Ling Yi knew what Meng Dong was thinking, he would definitely disagree with him.

Not a half-hunter, but a one-minute hunter!

After the three discussed it for a while, the kitchen manager came to report: "Sir, the porridge and one hundred flatbreads you ordered are ready."

"Okay! Help me fill several large wooden basins or barrels with the contents, load them onto a carriage, and transport them to the outer city."

"this……"

The kitchen manager turned his gaze to Meng Dong, after all, Meng Dong was their leader, and without his approval, they wouldn't dare to listen to anyone else.

"Just do as this gentleman says. He is a kind-hearted man who wants to provide relief to the disaster victims in the outer city. Just listen to him."

"I see, Mr. Ling is truly kind-hearted!"

The person in charge smiled and said something before going back to make the arrangements.

"No goodwill received? Was it not genuine, or is it only for the disaster victims?"

Ling Yi pondered silently, and he felt that it wasn't because the kitchen manager was sincere or not.

Perhaps in this game, only disaster victims can increase his karma.

With that in mind, the relief wagons were ready, and Meng Dong decided to go and take a look.

Zhang Qiang couldn't go out and could only pitifully stay at home.

The driver was a skilled driver, and the car drove smoothly towards the outer city.

In the shadowy corner, two servants exchanged a glance. One of them said, "I'll go report to the master. You stay with him!"

The other person, however, was displeased, frowning and angrily saying, "Why, why what? The time before last, it was you who did it!"

"Just because I speak better than you, and you stutter and can't get your words out, you've delayed the family head's important affairs. Can you take responsibility for that?"

"Forget about the reward, we'll both be in deep trouble!"

Upon hearing this, the stutterer, though unwilling to accept it, had no choice but to reluctantly admit it.

Another servant happily hurried to Wang Yun's residence.

At this moment, Wang Yun and Zhou Jie were discussing matters inside the abyss.

"Captain, are you sure Ding Guifang really stole the oil lamp?"

Wang Yun's purpose in going to the Abyss was to find Ding Guifang, but when he went down to the Abyss again, he found no one there.

Having been disappointed, Wang Yun was in a bad mood and replied impatiently:

"Isn't that obvious? Otherwise, why would I have deliberately hidden it?"

For some reason, the more Wang Yun looked at Zhou Jie, the more displeased he became.

Zhou Jie also frowned, looking somewhat angry.

At this moment, the returning servant broke the silence.

"Master, I have something important to report!"

"speak."

"Master, Young Master Meng has brought..."

The maid seemed a little excited, and while she spoke fluently, she only highlighted the key points in her report.

He quickly finished reporting on the relief efforts for the disaster victims.

"Master, that's how it is. Shall I go and investigate further?"

Wang Yun seemed to understand something, then shook his head and said, "No need, go and collect your reward yourself."

Upon hearing that she would receive a reward, the servant's already beaming face instantly broke into an even brighter smile.

As he took his leave, he kept saying nice things, since saying nice things didn't cost any money.

This was Wang Yun's method: he linked the task of monitoring Meng Dong with personal gain, which made his subordinates more dedicated to the task.

After the servants left, Wang Yun stroked the corner of the table and murmured, "Disaster relief..."

Zhou Jie couldn't figure it out either, but he was more concerned about something else than disaster relief.

"Ling Yi actually got involved too. Are the three of them in an alliance?"

"Captain, what do we do now?"

Wang Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Relief for disaster victims is a good thing no matter how you look at it. But if it is sabotaged, we will have to bear the wrath of one or two hundred people."

"We can't just do nothing and let them do whatever they want, can we? How about we poison the porridge, or bribe a few people to cause trouble?"

Upon hearing Zhou Jie's string of terrible ideas, Wang Yun could no longer hold back.

"Do you think you're some kind of vicious villain?"

"You even poisoned him? If you're so capable, why don't you just kill someone directly?"

"Can't you use your brain for a second? We're all players here. Can you guarantee your schemes won't be discovered?"

Zhou Jie was stunned by the sudden barrage of insults. He wanted to argue back, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that his captain was right.

So he could only stand aside, his face flushed with embarrassment.

After Wang Yun vented his anger, he felt much better.

He calmed his breathing, thought for a moment, and said, "It's too late to cook now, but luckily it's mealtime."

"In this way, you can take the money and buy enough food for two or three hundred people from various restaurants in the county town, and then transport it to the outer city."

"They're going to provide disaster relief, right? Then we'll go too, and our relief supplies will be even better than theirs."

After Wang Yun gave his orders, Zhou Jie naturally agreed repeatedly.

At this moment, Ling Yi was unaware that the person who was about to steal his karma was coming!