Chapter - 5902

A typical person, even when dressed in a long-sleeved shirt, cannot always keep their left hand completely hidden in the sleeve. However, Charlie noticed in various AI-generated photos of Victor Steel that his left hand was never visible, which struck him as odd.

Tara joined in to take a look and remarked with confusion, "This is strange. The Governor has never acted like this before. It seems like there might be something wrong with his hand, and he doesn't want anyone to see it."

Jack furrowed his brow and commented, "Could it be that he lost his left hand? I’ve seen him walking normally, and he didn’t seem to be consciously trying to hide his left shoulder or arm. His right hand is visible, but his left hand is completely concealed. Something must be off here."

Tara pondered this and replied, "That doesn't seem likely. I met the Governor just a few days ago before his trip to Nigeria, and he appeared perfectly fine then. Besides, he has the Three Elders with him in Nigeria, so it's unlikely he encountered any danger that would cause him to lose his left hand."

Jack countered, "But based on my experience and the footage, it really does look like he’s lost his left hand."

Charlie responded nonchalantly, "If his left hand is indeed gone, it may not be due to any danger—perhaps it’s related to my actions. We took down Duke Mining, which made Morgana furious, and he likely needed someone to blame. As the head of the Right Army Governor's Office, he would be the first in line to take responsibility. Knowing Morgana's ruthless methods, losing an arm might be seen as a small price to pay."

Tara exclaimed, "This... this can't be the Grand Governor's fault, can it? It was the Lord who set a trap in Nigeria, and the Grand Governor was merely following orders. If Duke Mining has issues, how could it possibly be the Grand Governor's responsibility?"

Jack smiled sagely, "In any organization, when there’s a serious issue at stake, someone has to be held accountable. You can’t expect the leader to take the blame, right?"

Tara shuddered slightly. Having been in the Right Army Governor's Office for two years, she felt she understood the dynamics at play. In her view, Victor Steel was definitely not to blame, but the thought that he might have lost his left hand over this incident seemed incredibly unfair.

Charlie interjected, "If a high-ranking commander of the Right Army Commandery suddenly finds himself without a left hand, he must be deeply troubled. Perhaps we can leverage this situation to our advantage in the future."

Jack quickly chimed in, "Mr. Wade, since Victor Steel is coming to Morocco, should we try to find a way to control him?"

Charlie thought for a moment before replying, "Our ability to approach him depends on whether the Three Elders in Nigeria have departed. If they’re still there, Victor Steel is merely bait. Regardless of whether he intends to cooperate, over 10,000 people are counting on us for a safe evacuation. It’s best not to make contact with him just yet."

He continued, "We aren't in a hurry to reach out to Victor Steel. Soon, all the international airports worldwide will be equipped with our vending machines. They may not all share the same brand or operating company, but ultimately, all monitoring data will be uploaded to our AI system in real-time. When Victor Steel travels abroad, he will surely come under our surveillance right away. There will be plenty of opportunities to connect with him down the road."

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That morning in Morocco, hundreds of cavalry guards had already arrived in Casablanca.

Along with them came over 300 Tiger Guards from the Right Army Governor's Office.

The Tiger Guards are the most trusted aides of the governors. To join the Tiger Guards, one must possess at least a basic level of training in the Bright Realm, though most members are warriors who have successfully advanced into the Dark Realm.

Wesley’s master once voluntarily joined the Tiger Guards in hopes of breaking through his own cultivation.

Victor Steel arrived slightly later than the others. Once he arrived, he and Leo Grant headed straight from the airport to the headquarters of Moore Trade.

To ensure coordinated efforts, Victor Steel had previously instructed everyone to assemble at the Moore Trade headquarters after landing.

Moore Trade has been assisting Duke Mining with the import and export of materials for years and serves as a vital link between Duke Mining and the Right Army Governor's Office. To facilitate operations, they maintain their own four-story office building in Casablanca as well as a warehouse for storing import and export materials.

Both the office building and the warehouse form a separate courtyard. While the office itself is not particularly large, the warehouse spans over 10,000 square meters. To avoid raising suspicions, they also conduct legitimate import and export trade.

Having nearly a thousand people gather at Moore Trade in broad daylight was indeed rather conspicuous, but Victor Steel was unfazed; he didn’t caution anyone to disguise themselves because, in his eyes, it was an open operation, and there was no need to hide anymore—this place would soon lose its significance.

Currently, Duke Mining no longer exists. Logically, everyone present should be gathered and eliminated to erase any traces related to the Moroccan operation.

However, this situation differed from the one in Cyprus. In Cyprus, the enemy vanished without a trace, likely escaping by sea, which is why the Warriors Den did not pursue Charlie’s clues and whereabouts. But now, Morgana could no longer tolerate the situation and was determined to track down Charlie in Morocco, making Moore Trade still of some use for the time being.

Although the location retains some value, Victor Steel viewed the current mission as singular. Whether or not clues can be uncovered, after this matter concludes, there would be no need for Moore Trade to continue to exist, so he had zero desire to maintain any pretense.

Darius Talmidge, the special envoy of Moore Trade, was feeling particularly anxious at the moment. With seven to eight hundred people arriving in waves, they lined up in the warehouse, creating a truly impressive display.

His deputy leaned in and whispered nervously, "Sir, isn't bringing all these people here during the day a bit reckless? If someone sees us, won't we risk exposure?"

"Exposure?" Darius Talmidge replied with a bitter smile, "The house has already collapsed; what's the point of having an open door left standing amid the ruins? In essence, the house is gone, making the door's existence irrelevant."

The deputy immediately grasped the implication and asked, "What instructions do the higher-ups have for us?"

Darius Talmidge shook his head. "I can’t say for certain. At the moment, they want us to cooperate and find leads on those individuals. Following this incident, we may either be reassigned or executed, but there's no chance we can remain here."

"Executed?!" The deputy exclaimed in alarm. "We haven’t done anything wrong, so they wouldn’t execute us, would they?"

Darius Talmidge replied with concern, "Who can truly say? The organization has always been ruthless, safeguarding the secrets between various garrisons. Even if other garrisons fall, it's hard for us to know. But if we’re reassigned, it probably means the secret of Duke Mining's downfall has been exposed. Do you believe the organization would take that risk?"

The deputy hurriedly said, "But they're currently making significant changes. Aren't they worried that the exchanged Cavalry Guards will discuss the secrets of their respective garrisons too?"

Darius Talmidge countered, "Exchange what secrets? Where their bases are located? What does that matter? It's impossible for them to leave if they're swapped. What use is it to know the locations of the ten bases? Their movements are heavily restricted, and they have no outside contact. Are we really concerned they might leak information?"

He continued, "Moreover, these individuals have their families in other bases. Even if they had a chance to leak secrets, they would never risk it."

At this point, Darius Talmidge sighed heavily, noting, "In this situation, those involved with Duke Mining were undoubtedly the luckiest. They managed to escape with their families before the upheaval. As long as they can avoid this round of scrutiny, they should be safe!"

The deputy couldn't help but remark, "Why can’t we have such good fortune..."

Before he could finish, a subordinate rushed over and announced nervously, "Special Envoy! The Governor is here!"