"Let's put aside your father's imprisonment for now. Sponsoring a political enemy should cause some conflict between Redmond and Malcolm. Also, we can focus our investigation on Normand."
"Normand? Who's that?" Carina asked.
"You know that the black-market alliance is actually the second generation, right?"
Carina nodded. "I heard from my father that there was a black-market alliance on the island three years ago. However, things didn't end well for them. They only existed for a short period of time before collapsing." Zhang Heng nodded.
"The leader of that alliance was Normand. We all know that Redmond is the oldest and wealthiest black-market merchant on the island. However, when Normand was still around, he was the most respected black-market merchant on the island. When the first black-market alliance was established, Normand was chosen as the leader, and Redmond was the vice leader. However, the black-market alliance didn't do well, and Normand's reputation was depleted. More and more people were dissatisfied with him, and after the black-market alliance collapsed, he left Nassau. Not long after that, he died of illness at home."
"Malcolm is involved in this incident? He was only on the island for a year, right? "
"At that time, he had already made a name for himself in Nassau. However, it's nothing compared to today. He participated in the establishment of the black-market alliance, but he kept a low profile. Now, it seems like he wasn't as honest as he seemed." Zhang Heng passed Rheia's notebook to Carina.
"Malcolm had secretly instigated the black-market merchants to oppose Normand. Why? Wasn't he a staunch supporter of the black-market alliance?" Carina asked.
"He's a staunch supporter of the black-market alliance, but the premise is that he's the leader of the alliance. Normand established the black-market alliance too early for Malcolm. He had only been on the island for a year, and his position in the alliance was limited. If the black-market alliance managed to gain a foothold on the island back then, it wouldn't have been a good thing for him. It would have hindered his development. But he did it discreetly. He contacted the others through another guy named Eugene."
"Eugene? An information broker on the island? "
We need to talk to him. Back then, Normand's reputation among the black market merchants was unparalleled. Although he was opposed by many because of the black-market alliance, many still respect him. He and Redmond have been best friends for many years, and Redmond was the one who organized Normand's funeral. If Eugene can testify against Malcolm, coupled with the letters between the two, it should have a greater impact on Malcolm than your father's imprisonment. Especially considering the unfavorable situation that the black-market alliance is facing now, if this matter is exposed, it will be a fatal blow to Malcolm. "
As soon as Zhang Heng's voice trailed off, someone suddenly rushed into the cellar. It was the slaughterhouse's owner, Cauchy. "Something happened at the manor! You'd better go to the central square. "
Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Heng, Karina, and the masked Laeli arrived at the central square. Many people had already gathered there.
In the middle of the square, a naked black man was tied to a wooden post.
Whip marks were all over his body, and his flesh was lacerated. He was on the verge of death. Wallace, the butler whom Zhang Heng and the others met at Terrance's manor, stood at the side and said, "I'll give you one last chance.
"I'll give you one last chance. Who was the one who contacted you outside? Who did he ask you to pass the message to? Tell me their name, and not only will I spare your life, but I will also grant you freedom. What do you think? Isn't this what you've always dreamed of? Become a free man. "
The black man, however, kept his mouth shut.
So, the butler waved his hand, and the supervisor next to him immediately waved his whip and lashed the black man's body. The latter let out a blood-curdling scream, and a large piece of flesh on his back was directly rolled off by the whip. He could no longer bear the intense pain and fainted.
After that, the supervisor picked up a bucket of seawater and poured it on the black man's body. The pain woke the black man up again, and his face contorted.
The butler squatted down in front of him and sighed, "You've always begged us to be more merciful. Now, I've shown you my mercy. You have my promise, and everyone here can testify to it. As long as you give me your name, I'll let you go immediately. Not only that, I can also call a doctor to treat your injuries. I can even buy you a set of clothes so that you can leave with dignity. You can't find a better deal than this. What I want are just two names, so hurry up and give me those two damn names. Let's end this farce."
The black man panted heavily when he heard the butler's words, but he still didn't say a word.
The butler's eyes were filled with disappointment. "This is why I don't like you people. You guys never think about others, and you always make things so ugly."
After that, he stood up and took two steps back. The supervisor behind him walked up again, and the black man's breathing became faster and faster, fear flashing in his eyes.
On the other side of the crowd, the black gladiator also clenched his fists, looking angry. It seemed like he wanted to charge at the black man.
But the next moment, he was held down by a hand. "Calm down. The reason why they chose this place is to show you. If you rush out now, you will fall right into their trap. Is the person on the pillar the one who contacted you?" Zhang Heng asked.
Laeli nodded, trying hard to suppress the anger in his chest. "His name is Nadia, a helper in the kitchen. In the morning, he drives a carriage with the cook to the market to buy food. Usually, I ask him to pass the news to Rheia at this time."
"How did the news get leaked?"
"Every time I meet with Nadia, I do it behind the cook's back, so it must be another helper. He's not from my tribe, but Nadia said he's taken care of him. Although I try to meet Nadia when he's alone, most of the time, the other helper is not too far away from him. The people released by Butler Wallace to work are more obedient, but he's still worried that someone might run away, so he doesn't let the slaves stay too far away from him. But I always cover my face, so even if I'm seen, people who aren't familiar with me won't be able to recognize me."
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