156: Uncle Bai

The communication ended.

There was no sound in the office.

The atmosphere had completely changed; the previous tension was replaced by an excited, deadly resolve.

Molly sat on the sofa, no longer pondering.

Her gaze fixed on the dazzling lights outside the window, but her eyes pierced through the superficial glow, settling upon the restless internal parasites.

"Noli."

Her voice was cold.

"It's time to clean house."

Noli, cradling her purplish-red right hand, nodded silently, a hint of bloodlust flashing in her eyes.

She had wanted to do this for a long time.

Those fools, daring to rebel—their crimes were unforgivable!

Molly lightly tapped open a dialogue box.

[Molly: Mr. Aladdin 1314, I want to investigate a target, codenamed "Uncle Bai," real name Bai Lin. How much will it cost?]

[Aladdin 1314: How detailed?]

[Molly: The more detailed, the better.]

[Aladdin 1314: I found this person. He initially followed your mother, helping her establish club. He currently controls over a dozen branch locations of club within City Sector 04. Is this the right person?]

[Molly: Yes, that's him!]

Almost the instant the message was sent, a file so detailed it made her scalp tingle was transmitted to Molly's wristband.

There was no lengthy wait, no haggling; "Aladdin 1314's" efficiency was terrifyingly high.

[Aladdin 1314: His data security is terrible. Here is the detailed information—Attachment.]

[Aladdin 1314: Regarding the fee, I'll just charge you for electricity and data usage. 12,400 earth federation coin.]

Molly looked at the light screen, glanced up at Noli, and rubbed her own eyes.

[Molly: The money has been transferred. Thank you.]

[Aladdin 1314: Mm.]

Molly's slender, scallion-like finger tapped lightly.

The data unfolded on the light screen.

The financial records were clearly organized.

The dense data had been specially cleaned, categorized, and marked.

Molly immediately saw a large amount of virtual currency income from unknown sources—money that did not belong to club.

Continuing to read, she saw secret communication records.

Only then did she realize that Uncle Bai's ambition could be traced back to when Alice was still alive.

He wanted not only club but also Alice and her child.

Furthermore, there were more records pointing to Uncle Bai colluding with external forces and actively recruiting branch managers.

It was due to his tireless efforts that, under Alice's heavy pressure, he gradually eroded the foundation of club until today.

The remaining documents were transaction contracts with underground organizations: Iron Hand Gang and Garol Gang.

Uncle Bai played both sides for profit.

However, the most crucial and secretive piece of information made Molly's eyes widen.

Uncle Bai was colluding with the Hazbuzan People, a criminal organization named "Reflective Scales."

It wasn't just monetary transactions; Uncle Bai also used club's channels to provide cover for many of their operations.

Molly remembered that her mother had not achieved her wealth entirely on her own.

She recalled that her father was killed years ago, which prompted her mother, Alice, to come out of retirement and embark on this irreversible path.

After one particularly difficult deal, her mother suddenly made contact with a company called "Iron Blood Entertainment."

Following that, club was established.

Although they encountered many dangers along the way, they always managed to turn misfortune into fortune.

Later, Molly realized that "Iron Blood Entertainment" was merely a shell company for the Hazbuzan People.

And now, Uncle Bai also had support from the Hazbuzan People behind him, which made her mind race with possibilities.

Molly's gaze locked onto a frequently appearing name and a photo of an alien with distinct features.

The individual had a large mouth and an unmistakable triangular head.

At first glance, it looked like a lizard from the desert that had run to the river and had a strange encounter with a frog.

"Mezak."

She softly spoke the name.

This fellow appeared to be the direct liaison for "Reflective Scales" beside Uncle Bai, as well as his protector of interests.

The data showed that this person generally stayed out of affairs, but his mere existence was the key reliance allowing Uncle Bai to be so arrogant.

'Simply exposing Uncle Bai? That's letting him off too easily, and it might provoke him into a cornered beast's counterattack, potentially implicating club.'

'I need a precise decapitation strike, allowing the forces behind Uncle Bai to become the noose that strangles him.'

Molly knew her plan was incredibly bold, unlike any decision a Terran Union citizen would make.

But... she was no longer just a Terran Union citizen.

Since the moment she looked up at the starry sky, since the moment she met Jiang Feng.

She was no longer the person she used to be.

The current her had a larger appetite, sharper teeth... and far greater ambition!

"Noli."

Molly pointed at Mezak's photo.

"Clip Uncle Bai's wings.

Make this Hazbuzan Person disappear completely."

"Be fast, be clean, and make it look like a clumsy accident."

"I will ask Aladdin 1314 to help me fabricate evidence of a falling out between Uncle Bai and Mezak."

She looked up at the silent Noli: "This way, regardless of credibility, the criminal organization won't let it go.

Since we have protection, they will only target Uncle Bai's faction."

"Mezak's death will be the catalyst for their internal strife.

Besides him, these other individuals—all Uncle Bai's capable subordinates and confidants—must also die, just to make our pampered Uncle Bai dance a little!"

A look of understanding flashed in Noli's eyes, and she thought to herself: 'A matter like this sounds very interesting.'

"Understood, Miss."

"The shadow robots Brother Feng left behind will be perfect for this operation."

"Tonight, Mezak will receive a 'perfect' ending."

She bowed slightly and glanced again at the corner of the wall, where two shadow robots suddenly appeared, offering her final reassurance.

'With them here, I can act freely and don't need to worry about Miss's safety.'

'If only there were a few more.'

Noli thought with a hint of regret, then turned and pushed the door open, leaving.

Only Molly remained in the office.

She slowly stood up and walked once more to the massive floor-to-ceiling window.

The city lights pulsed in her eyes.

She spread her slender fingers and pressed them against the cold glass, as if trying to firmly grasp the entire city—chaotic, filthy, yet full of infinite possibilities—in the palm of her hand.

'Burn...' Her heart silently screamed.

'Burn all the trash blocking the way to ashes!'

The neon outside the window reflected in her eyes, illuminating faint traces of.

Silver light.