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Rome is also quite restless tonight; Bai Liu can't enjoy his food and keeps staring at his phone as if he could burn a hole through it. Mo Yao and Wu Shuang have left with Fengyun, adding Xiao Bai to their group, meaning half of the Black Hand Party's headquarters personnel are gone. Only Mo Chen and Lightning remain on Sicily Island, busy rescuing Xiao Bai and Mo Yao. It seems everything is under control... but it just takes one phone call...

The moon tonight appears distant. Alone in his villa’s balcony, Bai Liu gazes at the full moon; its faint glow casts a pale hue upon him. Though he looks gentle, there's a sharpness gleaming in his eyes.

Love and responsibility are often in conflict with each other.

Bai Liu smiles lightly. He’s been living alone here for some time now. Mo Yao and Mo Chen aren't home, seemingly very confident leaving him by himself without a guard. Too trusting

This isn’t the style of a Black Hand Party Don.

Bai Liu carefully considers every action he takes but still can't understand why Mo Yao trusts him so much. After that life-or-death experience, perhaps genuine trust was established... but who decided on these rules

His phone suddenly lights up with a coded message: Devil’s Forest in Mexico. Simultaneously, an operator at the Information Center in Sicily freezes; Mo Chen is analyzing intelligence Wu Shuang has sent when he yells out, "Second Young Master, someone's invaded."

Morning rises immediately. The Information Center houses modern equipment and is a vital hub for the Black Hand Party’s intelligence operations. It’s where Mo Chen reigns supreme with his eleven skilled technicians. He scans around but finds no anomalies on any of the dozens of computer screens. Everyone stops what they're doing once the operator speaks, marking this as the first time someone has breached their mainframe. Clasping hands on the central computer, he says gravely, "When did it happen"

"Five minutes ago; they've already exited."

"Everyone listen up: trace the hacker's origin immediately!" Mo Chen commands. Even those analyzing drug shipments pause to help one technician track back. This facility houses top hackers worldwide, yet tracing this intruder still requires effort.

Sweat beads on Mo Chen’s palms as he remembers their firewall and security system are based on that of the First Terrorist Organization, designed by Ye Ningyuan. If someone could breach the Black Hand Party's mainframe, the same would happen to the Terrorists'. He sends a quick text to Kaka who replies soon after acknowledging the situation. Ten minutes later, an operator looks at Mo Chen and says, "Thomas Moore, International Anti-Terror Task Force agent; location: Mexico."

Moschen narrowed his eyes and hastily sat down to analyze the data. Moschen pressed his lips together, thinking that the news about Mexico's tropical rainforest must have leaked out. He pulled at his hair and called Lei, saying, "Send a small team to the outermost part of the forest for support. Contact all agents in Mexico and instruct them to put down their current tasks and assist the leader."

"Yes!"

Moschen turned back and said, "Keep close tabs on the anti-terrorism squad. As soon as there's any movement from them, notify me immediately."

"Yes," replied a technician. A cold sweat broke out on Moschen's forehead as he tried to send the message to Wushuang; miraculously, Wushuang received it and handed it over to Moyao for his opinion. Since Moyao was already awake anyway, Yun suggested they leave immediately before dawn, but Moyao insisted that Xiaobai needed rest.

Moyao was the most outstanding leader of the mafia, and Moschen sent this text message hoping to hear his advice. For Moschen, protecting them was naturally the most important thing at the moment; his brother, sister, and younger brother were all in this forest, so nothing could be more crucial than their lives. However, for Moyao, it was different. Different people view problems differently.

"Send a text to Moschen. Don't worry about us; the purpose of anti-terrorism is not us. Otherwise, Xiaobai would have been dead long ago. Since he endured harsh interrogation and might have revealed something in his confused state, their focus will now be on the mafia rather than us. Tell Moschen to pay full attention to federal and anti-terrorist actions targeting the mafia, check the database for any leaks, especially Sicily, which is of utmost importance and cannot afford a mistake. Suspend all recent transactions or switch to direct deals; the fewer people who know, the better," Moyao said solemnly. "We can get out of this forest on our own, otherwise we'd become a laughingstock."

Wushuang nodded and sent the message, but there was no signal.

"Don't worry, he'll receive it," Moyao reassured her.

After Wushuang sent the message, Moschen intercepted it midway. There was no need for Moschen to directly receive it; his main attention had already returned from wherever it had strayed.

The days were chaotic and busy.

Luckily, they were all well-trained, so despite being busy and disorganized, they made no mistakes.

Bailei sent a numeric code and logged into the international anti-terrorism system on his computer after adding voice and eye recognition. Soon he was in. He contacted an agent: "Why did you turn over the suspect to the FBI"

"Captain, our permissions are insufficient," the other party said with difficulty, their voice crackling with static. "As soon as the higher-ups issued a directive, people were taken away, and where they were taken is kept secret. Didn't your superior inform you"

White Willow suppressed his anger; he wouldn't hold it against them after the fact. Sometimes, between government departments, lacking permissions or not being at a high enough position really meant that nothing could be done. But this time, with anti-terrorism efforts dragging the Federation into it, White Willow couldn’t shake off an uneasy feeling.

"Do you know where he is now" White Willow asked.

"Didn't you know there's a special forces training base near the Mexican border That’s where political prisoners are held. You've conducted interrogations there before; that's where he was detained. He’s been rescued and has fled to the Mexican border. The army sent out eight military planes to chase after him. Right now, they’ve nearly crossed into Mexico," the person on the other end stated calmly. "Captain, our superior instructed us to cooperate with the army in the pursuit."

"Wait... Are you guys still at the Mexican forest" White Willow asked sternly. "Aren't they supposed to be leaving the country What's the meaning of your message to me"

The other party stuttered, and when White Willow’s sharp command filled with authority rang out, the person answered, “The Federation and anti-terrorist forces plan to deliver a fatal blow to the Mafia. Thomas infiltrated the headquarters of the Mafia and intercepted information that they are in the Mexican forest. The people on those two helicopters aren’t them.”

"Thomas... How many people know this information"

"What do you mean by asking about Thomas"

White Willow narrowed his eyes as he listened to the reply. "Captain, should we inform our superior of this news It's a rare opportunity; with our team and eight military planes, they can't escape from that forest."

"Shut up!" White Willow said. "Give me a moment to think."

If the information was released, the planes would turn back, and Mexico’s government would definitely provide support. With just a few people in the forest, they wouldn’t be able to escape. Xiao Bai was likely already half-dead there; knowing White Willow’s methods from his interrogations there, if they were to act on it— even if he survived, no one else mattered to him. But what if something went wrong

White Willow’s eyes narrowed dangerously as he clenched his fists tightly. His rational mind told him that this was a rare opportunity; if those people died, the Mafia would be easy to destroy— as long as he could bring himself to do it.

"Captain..."

"Tell Thomas to keep the news down." White Willow tried to speak calmly, but on the other end they didn't seem to understand. White Willow didn’t explain further; this was an order, and Thomas belonged to the information team and could be under his command. Since the action squad listened to him anyway, he led them for several years and trusted them implicitly. But still, they asked White Willow, "Captain, is this okay If our boss finds out about it, we’re dead."

"Enough, I’ll take responsibility." White Willow said impatiently, feeling suffocated inside. He didn’t expect the Federation to take people away; if Mu Yao knew that he had set up this plan from the beginning, White Willow pushed aside his thoughts and asked, "Ye Yan, what’s the situation"

"We don’t know either. After they took them away, our boss argued with the Federation many times but couldn’t bring them back. We’re not sure how it went, but... that place we’ve all interrogated people before; if someone isn’t dead already, they probably are by now—it’s been half a month." He spoke each word and White Willow grew more restless, "But they should still be alive, right Otherwise, why would the Federation bother to take away corpses"

White Willow gave a cold laugh; even if Mu Xiaobai was dead, Mu Yao would bring his body back to Rome.

"Is Ye Yan really the Black Hand mafia boss"

"If you shouldn’t know about something, shut up." White Willow said sternly, and they immediately fell silent. After a while, they asked again, "Captain, what intelligence have you gathered"

"I’ll sort it out myself and send a report," White Willow replied, cutting off the transmission. The collected intelligence... to be honest, he had indeed gathered quite a bit of information; although Mu Yao didn’t let him into his study, there were plenty of ways for him to obtain it—plus what belonged to Mu Xiaobai... White Willow pulled out the USB drive from his chest and pursed his lips in deep thought...

Her double eyelids kept twitching, giving her a vague sense of unease. The forest at night was damp with moisture; she asked Cloud, "Which eye is jumping to signify misfortune"

"When did you start believing this nonsense"

Cloud had just finished speaking when a sudden scream came from Mu Xiaobai’s tent...thought that if they had children, they should have boys instead.Ye Ningyuan joked, "Feimo, when are you planning to start a family""As soon as we're pregnant," Ye Feimo said with a smile. They hadn't...