Mark was taken away by Henry Bennett. William Carter believed that he could get a lot of information about the Menghu Gang in Australia from him. Although he didn’t plan to have a major conflict with the Menghu Gang in Australia, knowing more would never hurt.

He had only slept half the night and his mind was a bit groggy, so he planned to take another nap. But he had barely rested for two minutes on the lounge chair when someone knocked on the door outside.

William Carter shook his head helplessly and said, “The door isn’t locked, come in.”

The one who entered was Golden Eye. He first looked at William Carter’s expression, felt it was normal, and was slightly relieved. Then he whispered, “Brother Dong, there are two detectives here to see you.”

William Carter sneered and said, “News travels fast! Let them in.”

Even without asking, he knew that with so many Menghu Gang members dying on the highway, the local police had probably found out. Since the cars were all from Darwin, of course they would send the case to the Darwin police station for assistance. And William Carter’s feud with the Menghu Gang wasn’t exactly a secret, so it was understandable for them to come and ask.

Both detectives were well-built, dressed in sharp suits, one with dark skin and one with light. After seeing them, William Carter naturally thought of the phrase “black and white duo.” He chuckled inwardly and waved his hand, “Gentlemen, please have a seat.”

The two looked at each other but didn’t sit down. Instead, they both focused their gaze on William Carter. After sizing him up carefully, their expressions didn’t change, but a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

William Carter had seen that look countless times. He smiled slightly and said nothing. Behind him, Golden Eye asked in English, “Gentlemen, what can we do for you?”

Golden Eye had learned his English recently while idling on Christmas Island. His level was average and his accent odd, but still understandable.

The white detective spoke first: “An hour ago, there was a large-scale gunfight in Katherine. More than thirty people died. After investigation, all of them were members of the Menghu Gang. We wonder if Mr. Xie knows anything about this.”

William Carter shook his head with a smile. Golden Eye said, “Mr. Xie has been in the hotel the whole time and knows nothing about what you mentioned. As for the Menghu Gang, we’ve never even met them.”

The white detective said nothing, but the black detective snorted inwardly. Not even a hint of guilt! He said discontentedly, “We’re asking William Carter, not you. Please don’t speak.”

Golden Eye’s gaze turned cold, but he smiled and said, “What I say fully represents Mr. Xie’s intentions.”

The black detective said, “Don’t you understand what I’m saying? I told you to shut up!”

Golden Eye had a bad temper—always had. Though he was always respectful in front of William Carter, in others’ eyes, as a former killer, he was a deadly soul-reaper. His face darkened and he sneered, “Friend, I hope you realize who you’re talking to!”

The black detective was furious. “Do you believe that, just based on you and William Carter’s backgrounds, I could arrest all of you at any time?!”

The white detective’s heart skipped a beat when he heard this and he thought, “This is bad.”

“Haha!” Sure enough, Golden Eye threw his head back and laughed, pulled a pistol from his pocket, and slammed it hard on the coffee table, saying coldly, “Do you believe that, just for what you said, I could have you and your whole family wiped out at any time?!”

He hadn’t expected the other side to pull a gun. The black detective was startled and reached for his own weapon, but the white detective quickly held him back, shook his head, then forced a smile at William Carter and Golden Eye, saying, “We’re just conducting a routine investigation, nothing more. Since Mr. Xie doesn’t know about this, we won’t bother you further. Goodbye!” With that, he dragged the still indignant black detective out of the room.

Chapter 9

Once the two had left the hotel entrance, the white detective finally let go of his hand. The black detective asked discontentedly, “Why did you pull me out?”

The white detective shot him a look and frowned, “If I hadn’t pulled you out, would you rather I watched you die?”

“Die?” The black detective snorted with laughter and retorted, “Who would kill me? William Carter? He’s just a gangster. Would he really dare?”

“Sigh!” The white detective sighed and shook his head. “Don’t underestimate him. He’s… not your average gangster. You’ve read the files on William Carter.”

The black detective shrugged. “Sure, he’s arrogant in China, and he has the means to back it up. But this is Australia, not his turf anymore!”

The white detective chuckled and said, “You still underestimate him. On the outside, he looks like a big kid, but don’t be fooled by appearances. If he gets ruthless, neither of us can handle it. With people like him, we should avoid them if we can. Otherwise, I’m afraid we’ll go to bed alive and not wake up in the morning!”

“……”

Inside the hotel room, after the two detectives left, Golden Eye asked softly, “Brother Dong, should we have someone ‘follow’ them?” By “follow,” he meant find a chance to take them out.

William Carter laughed and waved his hand, “No need. Those two aren’t worth worrying about!” After a pause, he said to Charles Foster, “In a few days, I’ll be going to Europe. I’ll leave things here to you and Old Henry.”