"Sir? Did you hear that? Mr. Yan has something urgent to ask for!" The guard asked loudly without knowing anything outside the door.
"Speak quickly!" Xiao Lingyue lowered her voice and threatened.
A middle-aged man is like meat on the chopping board, his life hangs by a thread at any moment. At the critical moment, he racks his brains and gets an idea.
He boldly said loudly: "Tell Mr. Yan that the master has a new order. I won't have time to see him today and tomorrow. He makes all decisions on his own! No one is allowed to come in without my order!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man looked at Xiao Lingyue eagerly and whispered: "Is this okay?"
Xiao Lingyue ignored him and raised her ears to listen outside.
The guard outside was not suspicious at all, and immediately said: "Yes, I will tell Mr. Yan right now."
Then there were footsteps, and the guard hurried away.
Xiao Lingyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the middle-aged man who fell on the bed and was covered in cold sweat, and sneered: "It seems that you are really afraid of death. I thought everyone in your caravan was 'Li Bihuai'
Such a tough guy!"
Those who dare to love and have strong bones are all soldiers who die. As a leader, a middle-aged man is very afraid of death.
The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat.
"It turns out you killed Li Bihuai, how brave you are!"
Xiao Lingyue sneered and said: "You are not as brave as you. You can reach Northern Qin with your hands, and you are not afraid of being chopped off!"
This statement clearly means something.
The middle-aged man was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and suddenly did not dare to speak.
Xiao Lingyue asked: "You said the antidote to the dead man's poisonous needle is not on you, but who is it on? Mr. Yan?"
"No, neither does Mr. Yan," the middle-aged man stammered, "We have no use for that kind of thing, and the adults above will not allow us to touch it, as long as we obey orders and do things."
Xiao Lingyue interrogated a few more words, frowning secretly.
She could see that the middle-aged man did not lie in order to save his life.
But he really didn't know much.
For example, he knew that he was just a puppet who was pushed out and was nominally the person in charge of the caravan, but in fact there was someone directing and ordering every move behind the scenes, and he had no idea of the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes.
Including Li Bihuai, Jia San Jia Si and other dead soldiers, although he could order them to do things, there were some things he had no right to interfere with.
The same goes for Mr. Yan.
It is not up to them to decide when to deliver goods and when to evacuate.
Everything depends on the master behind the scenes.
All the instructions from the master behind the scenes were transmitted through the dead men, and the middle-aged man did not know how to communicate between them.
No one can pry open the mouth of the dead man, ensuring the safety of the mastermind to the greatest extent.
Xiao Lingyue was speechless: "So, you have been working for Nan Yan for so many years, but you have never seen the master behind the scenes?"
The middle-aged man said in fear: "I have seen it before. Every time when a delivery is made, the adult will show up in person. However, he only gives instructions behind the screen and never shows his face. There are many experts around him to protect him. We don't dare to force it."
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It's really well hidden.
In this case, we have to wait until the official delivery before we can know the true identity of this "master behind the scenes" in Lushan.
Xiao Lingyue's eyes turned cold, and she almost understood.
The middle-aged man and Mr. Yan are both fronts for the caravan and shields for the mastermind behind the scenes.
There is no difference from "Li Bihuai".
If nothing goes wrong, they can handle all aspects of the transaction at the front desk, which is convenient and trouble-free.
If something goes wrong, the mastermind behind the scenes can abandon his soldiers to save his carriage, abandon the entire caravan, and escape calmly without anyone being able to catch him.
After all, this person never appeared in public from beginning to end, and even the caravan didn't know what he looked like. The dead soldiers who followed the caravan not only provided protection, but also were responsible for breaking up the rear.