The so-called tattoo involves mbers on the periphery of the Red Butterfly who have an 'R' letter tattooed on their bodies.
The majority have it on their arms. The purpose has been ntioned before: it's to ensure that mbers of the Red Butterfly can confirm each other's identities.
This is already no secret.
However, Xiaofan was indeed a bit puzzled. Why hasn't such a strict matter been changed after being exposed? If Red Butterfly's opponents, say himself or people from Yanhuang Soul, use such tattoos to make contact, wouldn't it be easier to understand Red Butterfly's movents?
However, Xiaofan soon discovered that while peripheral mbers have such tattoos, there are only a few assassins within the Red Butterfly who have them.
Upon inquiry, Xiaofan learned that when contribution to the organization reaches a certain level, one becos an internal mber, and then the tattoo is washed off.
Seeing this R-shaped letter being gradually tattooed onto his arm, Xiaofan felt an indescribable disgust. However, to infiltrate successfully, Xiaofan had to follow their instructions.
As an external mber, there are many things that cannot be asked, especially as a newcor who doesn't even know the organization's na.
After the tattoo was done, waiting for Xiaofan was not Zhu Fan, but the aforentioned Uncle Zhong. All subsequent arrangents were under his command.
"Black Mantis, Caterpillar, from now on, these two nas are your codenas here. Take this pill. If you feel uncomfortable, swallow it. I'll contact you in a couple of days. Also, you'll have to change where you used to live; the residence can't be known to others. In the future, don't co here to find us; this place has already been sold."
Uncle Zhong's words were simple. Xiaofan and the others' identities now were different, so they had to completely cut ties with before, and this house, having been exposed to newcors, couldn't continue to be used. Naturally, it had to be sold, and how to sell it wasn't sothing Xiaofan could be concerned about.
But, what's with this pill?
"I'm not sick, so why should I take this thing?"
"Take it. Don't lose it. If you do, you won't find to ask for another pill."
"Can we leave now?"
"Go ahead."
Just coming to get a tattoo counts as officially joining? Even as an external mber, shouldn't they provide more explanations?
This isn't right. Red Butterfly couldn't be that simple.
An underground black boxing, then connecting to Uncle Zhong, then to Zhu Fan, could the entire Red Butterfly be that simple? If that were true, it wouldn't be difficult to investigate it.
However, after thinking for a while, Xiaofan figured it out. They probably wouldn't trust everyone, even having surveillance near Wang Erma, and if anything went wrong, the person surveilling would certainly report it imdiately. In the end, even if Wang Erma were arrested, they wouldn't be implicated in the slightest.
Of course, now Wang Erma is doing quite well, as long as they can't find concrete evidence, the underground black boxing under his jurisdiction would continue.
In other words, underground black boxing, luxury manor villas, these are all things that can be easily abandoned. Xiaofan still couldn't find out where Red Butterfly's main address was.
After returning to their residence, they quickly moved to a more secluded yet quiet location. Awaiting the other's contact.
Just entering the plan cycle, actions beca very passive, wasting too much ti. Xiaofan also hoped to find clues faster to round up these bastards and then go back to enjoying his little life.
But, would Red Butterfly really follow Xiaofan's plans, watching him step by step advance? No, they surely had their defenses.
"Ah."
That night, as soon as Li San ca out of the shower, he suddenly let out a painful cry.
Initially, Xiaofan thought the guy stubbed his toe or sothing, but the painful cries only grew louder.
"What's wrong?"
Xiaofan walked out into the hall, seeing Li San curled up on the sofa, beads of sweat suddenly appearing on his forehead, his face pale, hardly able to speak.
Poisoned?
At the first mont, Xiaofan realized that it was a sign of Li San being poisoned, and after checking the pulse, he confird Li San was poisoned by neurotoxin, which was very troubleso.
At the critical mont, the Cold Ice Willow Silk Needle was taken back by Han Shengjun to be stored.
Without much thought, Xiaofan imdiately used his inner strength to stabilize the poisonous erosion in Li San. But as soon as he exerted himself, Xiaofan himself started to feel sothing was wrong.
What's going on? Did I get poisoned too? When? How is that possible?
Xiaofan riddled his brain with four questions.
Given his ability, it was unlikely he would consu sothing containing poison without any awareness. Moreover, with both of them poisoned simultaneously, thinking over and over, Xiaofan could only think of today when they both got tattoos.
Pill... Xiaofan suddenly rembered the pill Uncle Zhong ntioned, imdiately guessing what was going on.
The other side poisoned him and Li San during the tattoo, aiming for better control over the two, and that pill couldn't be an antidote, at most a pain-relieving pill.
"Open your mouth." Without a word, Xiaofan imdiately shoved the pill into Li San's mouth.
The pill's effectiveness was quick; in less than half a minute after ingestion, Li San's condition gradually improved. His curled posture hadn't imdiately relaxed, but his breathing slowly steadied.
"Damn, what's going on?" After the pain completely disappeared, Li San sat up, still shaken. However, as soon as he sat upright, he imdiately noticed Xiaofan displaying the sa symptoms as him.
However, Xiaofan was enduring the severe pain, sweat drenching his clothes, his face frighteningly pale, his body trembling uncontrollably.
What terrifying neurotoxin, although not fatal, was painful enough to make one wish for death.
Pill, yes, pill, earlier Xiaofan gave his pill to , but where's mine?
Li San hadn't paid much attention to the matter, but suddenly recalling, he imdiately ran to where he had just changed clothes, finally finding the crumpled pill.
"Quick, take it."
"Put it here, wait a bit longer..." Xiaofan gritted his teeth, enduring.
Li San looked at Xiaofan in surprise. The earlier pain was sothing he deeply experienced, and those few minutes made him wish for death. Yet, Xiaofan wanted to continue resisting, was he crazy?
No, he couldn't simply go mad; enduring like this, he must have a reason. However, Red Butterfly was indeed too despicable, using such ans to control the two. If it were an ordinary peripheral mber, they couldn't withstand such pain and would obediently plead for rcy.
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