"Brother Buzer, the people outside have been taken care of by us," said the little brother who had come with Bidegla. In their hands, they were holding a few people with shallow breaths and deep injuries, the last remaining few. Seeing the miserable state of the people outside, the faces of the people before Bidegla also changed drastically. Bidegla and his two companions had a chance to escape, but now, with such a large group of people, unless they had wings, they would have to wait here to die.

Thinking of this, the faces of the few people involuntarily flashed with despair. Originally, they had thought of catching the tortoise in the jar, but now they found themselves trapped in the jar.

"Tell me, who is the real mastermind," Bidegla slowly spoke, unafraid of these people escaping. At the moment, there was only one exit, and it was firmly blocked by them, leaving these people with nowhere to escape.

"There is no mastermind, I orchestrated it all," the last strong man, seeing that all the people he had set up were finished, knew that he had reached a dead end and said loudly.

Perhaps before, Bidegla might have believed his words, but now, how could he trust him?

Snatching a person from one of his henchmen, Bidegla grabbed his neck like a chicken, saying, "I know you have someone behind you. If you don't speak, your fate will be the same as his."

As he spoke, there was a 'crack,' and the person in Bidegla's hand was actually twisted to death by him, without closing his eyes.

The clear sound of bones breaking made everyone present shudder involuntarily. Killing a person, Bidegla didn't even blink, his heart was truly ruthless.

"Speak, who else is there?" Bidegla's voice suddenly became louder, shaking the eardrums of everyone present.

"No one," feeling the terror of Bidegla, the strong man still gritted his teeth and did not speak.

"Is that so?" Hearing his words, Bidegla smiled. He suddenly came to one of the henchmen, lifted him, and said coldly, "As long as you tell me who is really behind you, I can guarantee that you will leave here alive."

"I..." Hearing Bidegla's words, the henchman was also frightened. He knew that Bidegla was ruthless, and he was afraid that if he hesitated, he would meet the same fate.

The atmosphere here was truly oppressive, pressing this person almost to the brink of collapse.

"Speak!" Seeing that this person's will was about to collapse, Bidegla raised his voice once again.

"It's Laura." Unable to bear the terrible oppressive feeling, the man finally spoke, but as soon as his words fell, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then his eyes rolled back, and he lost his breath.

"Hmm?" Sensing the man's sudden death, Bidegla immediately looked behind him.

Behind this person, the strong man did not know when he had sneaked up, and his hands tightly clamped the man's waist, squeezing the life out of him.

Through his perspective, Bidegla could see that the man's internal organs were crushed to death, and he lost his life in an instant.

"Dream on if you think you can extract information from our mouths," the strong man yelled, his hands turning into claws as he lunged at Bidegla.

"Seeking death!" Seeing this scene, Bidegla's face turned cold, but someone else was quicker to act than him.

With a crisp sound of bones breaking, Stuart Buzer had already twisted the man's hand, causing his veins to bulge.

"Pray, who is the mastermind behind Laura?" Stuart Buzer coldly inquired as he held the man, exerting more force than Bidegla.

"Haha, seeking information from my lips, wishful thinking," said the man captured by Stuart Buzer. He made no resistance, merely shuddered and then widened his eyes, expiring.

A stream of dark blood flowed from his mouth, carrying a foul odor.

"Is he hanging on by a thread?" Stuart Buzer stared in disbelief at the man's sudden demise, as if he had seen a ghost.

But soon he regained his composure, realizing that it was too late to stop the remaining three people from taking their own lives.

The three survivors, with eyes wide open, had dark blood oozing from their mouths, a chilling sight to behold.

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All five of them had met their end, quickly and inexplicably.

"How could this be?" Bidegla couldn't help but express his surprise at the scene.

"If my calculations are correct, they all had a poisoned tooth in their mouths, specifically designed to end their own lives," Stuart Buzer spoke grimly, then proceeded to open the mouth of the robust man, revealing a broken tooth inside.

The others were the same, all with the broken poison tooth in their mouths, choosing to poison themselves.

These people were truly ruthless towards themselves; an ordinary person would indeed not dare to commit suicide.

It was a pity that the man Bidegla had caught had lost his life before he could finish speaking. If not for this, Bidegla might have obtained the information he sought.

Behind these people, there was indeed someone. What surprised Bidegla was that the mastermind turned out to be someone from Laura's family, although the identity of the mastermind remained a mystery, which greatly irritated Bidegla.

Jennie Laura was originally a member of Laura's family, yet now someone from Laura's family was turning against her. At the thought of this, Bidegla's expression darkened.

"You all, take care of this place and leave no evidence," Stuart Buzer instructed, then led Bidegla out of the plastic factory.

"Junior brother, don't worry. As long as it's within the boundaries of the Bamboo Sea City, my people can serve as informants. Such an incident will not happen again," Stuart Buzer reassured Bidegla, whose expression had turned grim.

Hearing his words, Bidegla immediately regained his composure and forced a smile. "You need not worry about this, senior brother. I will naturally take responsibility for Jennie Laura's safety. However, it seems that there is a mole within your team."

Bidegla's last words were spoken in a low voice, tinged with a hint of coldness.

"Hmph, I already know. You can rest assured, I will handle this person myself when I return," Stuart Buzer said, without needing Bidegla to explain, as he had already realized that there was a mole in his team.

Originally, there were supposed to be five people, at most ten, but unexpectedly, more than twenty emerged. If not for Bidegla's warning, they might have been in danger.

"By the way, junior brother, how did you discover their infiltration?" Stuart Buzer thought of Bidegla's previous warning and a strange expression flickered across his face as he inquired.

"Senior brother, please do not ask. It is my secret. You will understand in due course," Bidegla waved his hand, unwilling to disclose further.

"Very well." Seeing that Bidegla was reluctant to share, Stuart Buzer refrained from asking further. Everyone has their own secrets, and he had his own as well. It was better to act as if he knew nothing, rather than risk upsetting Bidegla.

Seated in a Bentley, the two of them did not wait for others, but Stuart Buzer personally drove Bidegla to the doorstep of Bamboo City No. 1.

"By the way, junior brother, you have been practicing well lately. I observed your performance today, and I believe you are not far from reaching the external strength. Keep up the effort, and your skills will eventually undergo a qualitative leap," Stuart Buzer spoke before driving off in the Bentley without looking back.

"Hey, brother." Just as Bidegla was about to enter the villa area, a man ran out of the security room, the same person who had borrowed Bidegla's car last night.

"Is there something you need?" Bidegla asked leisurely, looking at the middle-aged man.

"No, I just wanted to ask if you have time," the middle-aged man said with an eager expression, giving Bidegla a shiver.

"Are you asking me to compensate for your car?" Bidegla inquired.

"No, no," the middle-aged man quickly shook his head. "I want you to teach me how to drive fast. Last night was so thrilling."

"What?" Bidegla was suspicious of his hearing. After all, this man was terrified last night, constantly retching as Bidegla parked the car.

"I mean, brother, could you teach me how to drive fast? I promise to pay you for the lessons," the middle-aged man said, patting his chest in assurance.

"I never knew you were a speed enthusiast," Bidegla chuckled. "Alright, let's talk about it when I have time."

With that, Bidegla strode into the villa area, leaving the middle-aged man with only his back to look at.

Inside the house, the lights were still on, and upon opening the door, Bidegla immediately saw Jennie Laura sitting on the sofa.

Looking around, Bidegla was puzzled that she was still awake at this late hour.

"Why are you back so late?" Jennie Laura stood up, her tone slightly coquettish.

"Hehe, I was delayed by something, so I came back late," Bidegla chuckled dryly.

"Do you know how worried I was? I almost thought something happened to you," Jennie Laura scolded Bidegla, her eyes filled with concern. "Thank goodness you're back now, or I would have called the police."

"Hehe, it's okay," seeing Jennie Laura's worried expression, Bidegla felt touched. Having a woman at home who worried about him and even waited for him late into the night, where else could he find such a good woman?

Having a girlfriend like Jennie made him feel blessed.

"Don't beat around the bush, tell me, what happened today that made your face so grim? There's definitely something you're hiding from me," Jennie Laura said, seemingly ready to delve into the matter.

"Alright, I'll tell you," Bidegla said. He knew that the mastermind behind the jewelry store heist was connected to the Laura family, but he knew nothing about Laura herself. He really had to ask Jennie Laura.

"We caught the mastermind behind the jewelry store heist today," Bidegla said, causing Jennie Laura to pause before asking in confusion, "Weren't the robbers after money? Why is there a mastermind behind it?"

It was no wonder she was confused. After all, ordinary robbers who target jewelry stores and banks are usually after money, right?

"Hehe, the robbers are just pawns for someone else. The mastermind behind it is a very dangerous person," Bidegla shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"Have you been injured?" Jennie Laura's face immediately showed concern when she heard Bidegla say there was a formidable person behind her, and she grabbed Bidegla's shoulder.

"What could happen to me? If something did, I wouldn't be able to come back now," Bidegla said with a bitter smile.

"What about that person?"

"Dead," Bidegla shrugged.

"Dead?" Jennie Laura's expression changed.

In this society, killing someone meant paying with one's life, and she was truly taken aback.

"He committed suicide, I didn't kill him," Bidegla seemed to understand Jennie Laura's concerns and answered with a smile.