It has been almost 15 years since Ma Yuanliang joined the Heavenly Dao Cultivator Society, and he has not been in contact with the internal core of this organization for fifteen years, but has only accepted some trivial tasks on the periphery, and is responsible for mercenary training, and most of them are participating in the rectification of group enterprises under the control of the organization.

Intelligence agencies around the world characterize the Heavenly Dao Cultivators as a terrorist organization, but in Ma Yuanliang's view, it is a real business empire, and the black gold under the control of the organization far exceeds that of Yuan Shilong, the world's famous richest man, and its financial strength is enough to be compared with the treasury of the world's superpowers.

What is strange is that the Heavenly Dao Cultivator Society does not value money, Ma Yuanliang has been in charge of the management of the board of directors of several large groups, acting as the agent of the organization, controlling the movements of those entrepreneurs, and being responsible for handing over the dividends that the organization deserves.

As for how much is actually paid, whether the agent has deducted or not, no one cares about these, and you can see it.

During that time, Ma Yuanliang bought several small islands, proclaimed himself king, and almost lost himself in the glitz and luxury.

These are all things in the past, the important thing is the business information in it, and seeing the information of the rice bean company in the internal business database of the Heavenly Dao Cultivator Association does not match the truth, it seems that it is deliberately hiding something.

You will notice that this enterprise is due to an order given by He Qingzhu, and use the resources that can be mobilized in this organization to support Baiwei, and it will naturally understand the enterprises that cooperate with Baiwei.

Ma Yuanliang lit a cigarette and told these things to Wang Yi as a story, as for whether Wang Yi believed it or not, it was not in his consideration.

"Ahem, uncle, are you saying that you have credit for the development of Baiwei?"

Wang Yi has always felt that Baiwei has been too smooth from the start to the growth, although it has experienced many difficulties, but in the end it will be well solved, and he has long doubted whether someone is behind it.

"What, boy, are you going to give me some shares?" Ma Yuanliang said with a smile.

"You're talking about the sky, but is there anything practical, like when and where did you help us with Baiwei?"

What I see and hear today is too suspenseful, and I just want some actual evidence so that I can analyze and reason about the truth in it.

The polygraph function of the supercomputer is also working, giving the truth of what Ma Yuanliang said, but this thing works well for ordinary people, and it is difficult to say if you encounter a spy with super good psychological quality, so you can only use it as a reference.

"Do you know Wang's Home? Your home. ”

Ma Yuanliang's support for Baiwei was handed over to a few subordinates, and it took a long time to think about it before he came up with such an impressive small business.

"Hmm."

Wang Yi nodded, this Wang company is now in charge of Baiwei's interior decoration, and he has a little more trust in his words, and continues to reason, guessing that Ma Yuanliang may really be a spy sent into that organization, and will wait for it to be observed slowly in the future, and sighed exaggeratedly: "Hey, frustration, I thought that Baiwei's growth was made by the efforts of Brother Song."

"Okay, your Baiwei water is too deep, no one knows how much dark snobbery is hidden under your business chain, let's talk about that Michelle."

Ma Yuanliang suspected that this Baiwei was a big game of chess played by others, just like the mysterious organization he was in, and he couldn't understand the secret until he reached the core.

The truth hidden in the darkness will always come one day when it is exposed to the sun, and when the water is muddy, it will wait for the impurities to slowly precipitate.

Wang Yi reached out to his pocket, remembered that he had thrown the cigarette to Wu Kai, and said to Ma Yuanliang: "Give me another root."

He took the cigarette and the black metal lighter carved with the skull pattern, lit it, inhaled it, spit out a smoke ring in a tangled way, and put the cigarette and lighter in his pocket.

I used to think that person was very good when I dealt with Boss Midou, and Baiwei was also taken care of by her a lot when she started, I really didn't want to believe that she would have something to do with that terrorist organization, and I was worried that the two would end up on opposite sides, and Michelle didn't look like that kind of scheming girl.

"It's not much if there's a problem with the data."

Ma Yuanliang heard Wang Yi say this sentence and understood that he believed in himself, and the rest of the communication would become easier, and spit out two words: "Intuition."

The sixth sense is accurate not only for women, but also for soldiers who have been on the battlefield, as well as mental workers.

"Forget it, I'll observe this slowly later."

Wang Yi didn't want to spend too much brainpower on this issue, if Mi Xue was really a person over there, he would show his feet after a long time, and he couldn't believe everything Ma Yuanliang said.

People's hearts are unpredictable, how can you see clearly in a few words, you can't have the heart to harm others, and you can't do without the heart to prevent people.

Wang Yi analyzed the current situation, gently knocked down the ashes, and got up to the burning house and said, "Uncle, don't you think the main problem now is those ghost things you encountered during the day, and whether the words you said last time you were with Dr. Zhang are true?"

"To believe is to be true, and to believe is to false."

Ma Yuanliang said very easily, admiring the fire scene from the building.

Sometimes the more you know, the more doubts you have, and moving forward in confusion can be exhausting.

"How are you going to get the vanished people back?" Wang Yi asked.

"It's your mission." A simple and neat answer.

"You know more than anyone else." Wang Yi retorted.

Ma Yuanliang closed his eyes and said, "So, I can't see anything."

Wang Yi didn't believe that he was acting without a purpose, and asked, "Uncle, where did you go during the day?"

Ma Yuanliang put his hand into the pocket of his pants, grabbed something, and held it tightly in his hand.

"What?" Wang Yi said curiously.

Ma Yuanliang let go of his hand, and the five beads floated quietly in the air as if weightless, emitting a white light with a diameter of about 0.5 cm.

Wang Yi looked at these things in surprise, reached out to take one out, pinched it in his hand, and found that the bead had no substance, its essence was white light, and there was a kind of roundness and hardness when pinched.

"Ghost Orb." Ma Yuanliang said before Wang Yi spoke.

"It can't be the ghost death, right?"

Wang Yi held the beads in front of his eyes at close range and observed them carefully.

The light emitted by the beads is not too dazzling, as if it is composed of countless flying white dots, the more dense the white dots in the central area, and the more rare the outside, as if there is a layer of invisible shell.

Ma Yuanliang recalled the book he had read in the organization, and said: "I have seen this kind of thing in the creation code of the Heavenly Dao Cultivator Society, only ghosts whose ability has reached a certain level will produce ghost spirit beads, and we are going to be in trouble, and I can tell you that today is not only the ghost in Zhezhong City that has undergone a mutation, is it ...... Globe. ”

"Damn!"

Wang Yi thought to himself that this should not be all the trouble he had caused, so what else is safe now, and asked, "Where are you going to go next?"