Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

Leo only had one thing on his mind, how to contact Mr. Lin. He didn't delve deeper into these questions, "What do you mean?"

"I find it very strange. The office of Fries Novel is too shabby, and it's nested in a building with poor environmental hygiene, not quite like a legitimate novel company."

The strategist shared his opinion.

Leo frowned as he scanned his surroundings.

The floor was filthy, with random drink cartons and milk bottles thrown about in the staircase, and cobwebs spreading across the windows, with no one specifically tasked with cleaning.

It certainly didn't resemble a formal novel company.

It was more like a small workshop.

"I suspect this is a workshop pirating Lin Chuan's novels," the strategist continued.

"Piracy?"

Leo was taken aback. He had been so focused on finding Mr. Lin that he hadn't considered the possibility that the novels he was reading were pirated.

For a moment,

he felt insulted in his intelligence.

"Let's go and ask them directly!"

Leo immediately turned around, dashing with the speed of a street fighter, quickly reaching the iron gate of the Fries Novel headquarters in just a few swift moves.

The accompanying staff, with their robust physiques, closely followed.

Bang bang bang!

This time, the force with which Leo knocked on the door was much greater!

Inside the iron gate.

Hou was startled, "Brother Hao, they're back!"

"Don't panic!"

Brother Hao swallowed nervously.

Just after Leo and his men had left, he began to look for Mr. Lin's contact information, knowing that this group would surely return.

Without Mr. Lin's contact information, he would not know how to account for himself.

He hadn't expected them to return so quickly!

He had to feign calmness, walking up to the iron gate and asking, "Sir, what seems to be the problem?"

"Open the door, I wish to have a detailed discussion with you."

Leo's voice was deep and chilly, sending chills down one's spine.

"I've just contacted Mr. Lin, and he will be in touch with you soon," Brother Hao said with feigned calmness.

Leo detected the slight tremble in Brother Hao's voice, confirming his suspicions, "You sound nervous."

Brother Hao's breathing became hurried.

Whether Leo was with the gangs or the military, he was someone Brother Hao could not afford to provoke.

"Open the door!"

Leo's voice came through again, unsettling his composure.

Standing by, Hou started to tremble.

The aura of Leo and his men made it clear they were hardened individuals who had come through life-and-death situations.

To Brother Hao and Hou, dabbling in pirated novels in such a sneaky manner was like a mouse facing up to a tiger when confronting Leo and his men head-on.

They were clearly overpowered.

"If you don't open the door, I'll have to force my way in." Just like Jack Torrance with his axe in "The Shining," Leo seemed ready to force entry.

And Brother Hao and Hou were like his wife, Wendy.

Frightened and helpless.

"If you break into a private house, I'll call the police!" Brother Hao thought of using the threat of police to intimidate.

"You've pirated Mr. Lin's novels, violating copyright; if you call the police, who do you think the police uncle will catch?" Leo said humorously.

Brother Hao felt guilty.

Generally speaking, as long as it wasn't discovered, the local police would not investigate whether he was commercially infringing on someone else's copyright.

But if he called the police and there was a direct accusation, then it would be a different story.

It would be like walking into a trap!

To Brother Hao, Leo, being a leader of the Haas Armed Forces, had him easily under his thumb.

Clang, the door opened.

"Are you the person in charge of Fries Novel?"

Leo strode in, his gaze immediately falling on Brother Hao. Hou, who couldn't help but step back, was ignored by Leo and the others.

Brother Hao shrank as if he saw a cat, "Yes, I am."

"What do I call you?"

Leo asked with a smile.

"Hao, just call me Hao," Brother Hao quickly replied.

"Hao, did you pirate Mr. Lin's novels?" Leo's penetrating gaze was like that of a cheetah, locking onto Hao.

Brother Hao nodded and then quickly shook his head, "No, I'm trying to communicate with them, and we'll have the authorization soon!"

"So, you got on the train without buying a ticket," Leo quipped with a grin.

Brother Hao's mouth twitched, but he dared not retort.

Clearly, Leo and his men might even be armed and ready to fight for Chuan. At such a time, if he contradicted them, wouldn't that be outright foolish?

Well, a man's got to do what a man's got to do!

At worst, we'll buy a ticket afterward!

"Let's get down to business first," seeing Brother Hao like this, Leo asked, "Where is Mr. Lin's official 'Arms Tycoon' published?"

"It's... it's published on the international edition of Sailing Novel," Brother Hao spoke with some difficulty.

"Is there any way to get in touch with him quickly?"

Leo got straight to the point.

Brother Hao shook his head, "I don't know."

"Don't know?" Leo's voice grew stern, "Think again."

Brother Hao looked up at Leo, not doubting for a moment that Leo could pull out a weapon and point it at his head.

At this time,

Hou quickly spoke up, "Brother, Mr. Lin has a section in the International Forum, it's where his novel readers congregate; you should be able to contact him there."

Hou was mainly responsible for pirating Mr. Lin's novels.

He knew about these things better than anyone.

"You have a computer here, help us out," Leo finally showed a hint of a smile, having found a way to contact Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin, let's be friends!

Hou looked at Leo and the others, then at Brother Hao.

Brother Hao hurriedly urged, "The boss has spoken, hurry up!"

"Yes, yes!"

Hou quickly sat at the computer, skillfully opened the window to the International Forum, and entered the 'Underworld' section.