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Daiya's murder caused a big stir within the Mafia since her father was the most powerful man in the Elders' Court, and she, being the goddess amongst most of the men in the Mafia, was admired by many who were talking about avenging her. There was much talk about them telling Mo Ye they wanted to find the killer and avenger her.
Mo Jue's Knights of the Apocalypse and Birmingham secretly suppressed the uprising while the Elders' Court made things difficult for Mo Ye as they wanted an explanation for Daiya's mishap. She was in Muscat when the incident happened. She was there to check on Mo Jue's injuries but was killed. They were of the opinion that the Mo brothers had to bear some responsibility.
While Mo Ye seemingly had Birmingham investigate and somewhat give them an answer, Birmingham actually did nothing as whoever killed Daiya was none of their concern. Mo Ye had his own ways of keeping the elders in check, and he was not like Mo Jue, who was easily infuriated by the elders.
Birmingham was hence more than happy to sail under false colors.
The Muscat police, however, made some progress and were almost certain that two women were behind the murder.
CCTV footage from the hotel clearly showed two women going up the hotel, and even showed them forcibly opening the door to Daiya's room and entering it.
The two of them were emotionless and did not talk along the way until they reached the door to Daiya's room. One of them was cold while the other had a stern gaze that emanated a murderous intent. They looked like two professional killers.
Mo Ye had also seen the footage and was almost certain they were Eleven and Ye Wei. The two of them put on masks, but he found them familiar because they wore the same masks as when he saw them in City A previously.
The Muscat police suspected that the two women were behind the murder and searched for them based on the footage available. People who were privy to the incident knew their identities.
Ye Wei and Eleven were almost confirmed to be the murderers.
Nothing would come out of the Muscat police searching for Ye Wei and Eleven as the latter had hidden too well and did not have to pass through customs to leave the country. What could others do?
This was destined to become a cold case.
The murder of a Mafia figure yielded no suspects. Such underworld feuds were one too many and they would not expend substantial effort to investigate them unless they were threatened. Otherwise, who would care about underworld murders? Besides, international killers had their bag of tricks when it came to hiding and traveling between nations without opposition. Nobody could do anything about them.
The Muscat police hence did not take the case seriously and Mo Ye did not pressure the police in the city. It was Daiya's father who pulled strings and had Interpol involved in the case.
Firstly, hearsay had it that it was Ye Wei who murdered Daiya in as grisly a fashion as possible. No parent would allow their killer to remain scot-free. He had Interpol intervene as he knew that Mr. Brown had a deep-seated grudge with Ye Wei and would definitely act impartially.
He could no longer trust the Mo brothers, and that was before talking about Mo Ye and Eleven. Everybody could tell how much Mo Jue doted on Ye Wei, and he would not necessarily tell him where Ye Wei was even if she was found.
He might have had to leave it to Interpol to investigate the matter.
When Mo Jue heard the news, he coldly laughed. Interpol? Haha! If Interpol could have taken them down, Mr. Brown would not have chased them for years. They were either too slippery for Mr. Brown or had insider information.
There was nothing Interpol could do about them.
"Second master, is there anything else you want to know?" Birmingham asked in fear as he felt that Mo Jue was tempestuous and hard to figure out to the point one must be strong enough to bear his temperament.
Following Ye Wei leaving him, he felt even more terrified as he became even quieter and colder. His overly domineering streak became much more subdued, and his clear purple eyes consistently had a seated hatred and hardness to them that nobody would dare look him in the eye.
This second master was making people even more terrified. He felt that Ye Wei being around their second master was much better as she would be able to keep his anger in check. He, unlike before, seemed to have an evil spirit residing in his eyes.
"Where did they go?" Mo Jue coldly asked. He had almost recovered from his wounds and really wanted to know where Ye Wei had gone. He wanted to grab her back and forcibly keep her by his side. If she was unwilling, he would force her to yield.
Birmingham had long known he would ask this question and slowly said, "I do not know. The Top Terrorist Organization has a more comprehensive intelligence network than us, and their ability to hide their tracks is more superior. It will be challenging to locate them."
He originally thought they had left Muscat and did not expect Daiya to be murdered. He must have miscalculated.
"Hmmph. Check again. I want to know where Ye Wei is." Mo Jue coldly looked at Birmingham, making his instructions sound like an order. Birmingham could only... 'Aye... This master is a tough master to serve. '
He quietly mourned for Mo Jue's Knights of the Apocalypse. Their second master was already hard to serve initially. Throw Ye Wei into the mix, and he would become even harder to serve.
No regular person would stand up to this tag-team.
After Birmingham retreated out of the ward, Mo Jue frowned. Did Wei Wei really kill somebody? There was nothing out of the blue about her killing somebody, and the footage did confirm Eleven and her entering Daiya's room.
'Hmmph!'
He was actually the least concerned about whether Ye Wei killed someone as it was not particularly related to him. She was originally a killer. There was nothing strange about her taking lives.
He himself was almost killed because of a misunderstanding on her part. If she knew that Daiya was behind it all, how would she spare Daiya? To Mo Ye and him, who killed Daiya was no longer important.
Mo Ye had his way of keeping the dissenting elders in check, and he was not the slightest concerned about Daiya's death. She was the case of them turning against each other and already deserved death. He was thinking about...
Where could she be!
Mo Jue had almost recovered from his injuries, and Mo Ye suggested he return to Italy to recuperate. He agreed as there was no meaning to remain in Muscat. Whether Ye Wei and Eleven had left Muscat, he would eventually find her.
'Run, Ye Wei, run! You'd better pray that I do not find you in my entire life. Otherwise... '
His gaze became malicious, brimming with cold murderous intent.
He tightly grabbed the letter Ye Wei left behind that was almost crushed. He then picked it up like an idiot, unraveled it, and looked at it greedily. Her words, which darted across the paper, was lively and vivacious, just like her.
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