Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

One thousand five hundred and eighty first chapter never leave

No. 13’s question has no logic at all, but his neurotic questions can really turn people who need to be answered into neuroticism.

Osa said in a panic look on his face and collapsed: "What the hell are you going to do? Why do you want this? What the hell are you going to want, what do you want!"

No. 13 smiled and said, "Don't challenge my patience. I endured it very hard. Really, I am working very hard to force myself to ask you some questions you should ask, so answer me."

Osa took a breath, thought for a while, shook her head and said, "I don't know, no, I don't know."

After saying that, Osa covered her face hard. When she put her hand down, she said firmly: "I would rather die than hurt my father. Yes, I am serious."

No. 13 nodded and smiled, "Very good. Now that I realize the importance of your father, then next, please answer my questions truthfully and try to cooperate with all my requirements. Otherwise, your father will die. I promise your beautiful red that I am not satisfied, your father will die."

After slowly speaking, No. 13 licked his lips, then licked hard again, gasped, and said in a deep voice: "What is your relationship with Poronetshenko, what position are you in his company."

"Mr. Boreneshenko and I are simply superiors and subordinates. He is my boss, that's all. Then, I served as the marketing manager of the European market at Rousheng Company. I need to read books and read them."

"How long have you worked for him?"

"Four years, one year as marketing manager."

At this moment, Taylor pushed a cart away, with all kinds of things needed to change the wound No. 13, such as gauze, tweezers, alcohol potions, etc., and bottles that need to be injected intravenously.

No. 13 waved, asked Taylor to come to him, picked up a pair of scissors from the cart, and cut all his trousers, revealing three wounds that were covered with gauze.

Osa looked puzzled, until she saw No. 13 as if she had lifted the gauze on someone else's legs, with no expression on her face. She showed the three wounds that had been sewn with thread without trembling, and covered her mouth with her hands in surprise.

No. 13 first wiped his hands carefully with disinfectant wipes, then clamped cotton with tweezers, dipped in disinfectant, and began to wipe his wounds. At the same time, he said to Osha: "I saw you enter Poronetshenko's house today, what are you going to do?"

Osa swallowed and whispered: "Go to report the recent sales situation. Mr. Poroneshchenko was busy with the election during this period, so some of our department managers needed to go to his home to do office work such as reporting, and then take his instructions to the company."

On the Thirteenth, he wiped the wound one after another, removed the poison, and sprayed it on the wound with a spray that promotes the healing of the wound. He said in a deep voice: "Do you often go to his home?"

"I've been going there a lot lately, basically once a week. If there are no special things or particularly important things, and if Mr. Poronetshenko happens to be not available, I won't go to his house."

Thirteen had a skillful movement and was quick. He seemed to be treating the wound to be treated. After covering a wound with gauze, he whispered: "The purpose of our invitation is for a gun. Let me tell me now if you have seen a gun at Mr. Poroneshenko's house, an old-fashioned antique hunting rifle."

Osha seemed very puzzled. She said in surprise: "Just for a hunting rifle? Ah, uh, let me think about it, there are two or two guns hanging in the living room of Mr. Poroneshenko's house. I've seen it. I'm very sure."

No. 13 smiled and said, "Very good, describe the appearance of those two guns."

Osa frowned and thought for a long time before saying bitterly: "I'm sorry, I just saw two guns, but I didn't look closely, it was completely indescribable."

No. 13 exhaled and said softly: "You are very beautiful."

Osha said a little uneasy: "Thank you."

"Why don't you have a boyfriend?"

"Uh, I just, I don't have time, nor have I met a man that makes me moved. For the time being, I plan to put my career first."

Osha is actually not pretty, it’s just ordinary people, but she dresses up well and looks quite elegant. But what makes Gao Yang feels very bad is that Osha is quite big, about 1.75 meters tall, not plump but definitely not thin. She is a woman with a big skeleton.

A big red woman, this is really deadly.

Gao Yang was sure that when No. 13 said these words, he was thinking about how to kill Osha. It must be, absolutely.

Gao Yang coughed lightly, No. 13 also coughed lightly, put the wound on gauze, and then took out the infusion device. After skillfully preparing, Taylor picked up the infusion bag, then stabbed the infusion needle into his left hand, pressed the needle with the ring finger, and his thumb and index finger were pasted on the tape to fix it.

After he quickly injected himself with fluid, No. 13 looked at Osha and whispered: "Is there any armed security guard in that house, are there any servants in it, or anything like that. In short, tell me who and how many people are there."

Osha thought for a while and whispered: "I was invited by Mr. Poroneshenko with my colleague to have dinner at his house. At that time, there were six maids and a housekeeper. He had his own personal chef. As for those servants, I had never seen those servants, but every time his housekeeper opened the door for me and took me to Mr. Poroneshenko's small reception room to report on work. I had never met the security guard of the armed forces, but there was something inside, and I was very sure of this."

No. 13 said in a deep voice: "Have you visited that house? I mean, a complete visit."

"No, I have only been to the first floor, Mr. Poroneshenko and his family's bedroom is upstairs, and I have been to the first floor until the dining room, the conference living room, the small conference living room, and the restroom, and I have never been to other places."

No. 13 frowned, and then he whispered: "From your point of view, how do you think you can get into that house without being invited?"

"Sorry, I never thought about this problem, but I don't think it's possible to break in because the security measures inside are very strict, there are various surveillance outside, and there are also armed security guards, who are fully armed. Well, armed security guards can shoot at any time."

No. 13 thought for a while, then turned his head to Gao Yang and said, "Okay, what should be asked is almost over. Next, I have some questions like talking to her alone. You can leave for a while."

Gao Yang immediately said firmly and seriously: "Never! I will never leave, don't even think about it!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next