Seeing that the other party seemed to have murderous intentions, Jian Yi shook his head and took out the fn-509 from his arms with a natural expression, and pointed it straight at Chen Zibai's forehead.
The whole process was so fast that Chen Zibai could barely see his movements clearly, and he didn't even realize what he had done. As soon as the afterimage flashed in front of his eyes, he was pointed at a gun by the other party.
It's too fast, incredibly fast.
She thought of the oil seller in the junior high school textbook, "There is no other, but I am familiar with it."
But she wasn't sure what level of "hand familiarity" it would take to reach this level.
There is absolutely no chance of winning.
"To be honest, my impression of you is not very bad, Dr. Chen. For this reason, I can give you two choices," Jian Yi's indifferent voice slowly sounded, "You have the right not to make a choice, but
This will most likely force me to take action."
Is there any option?
"Tell me about your two choices," Chen Zibai said without hesitation.
No matter how calm she acts, she is still a person of flesh and blood.
Most people will show extraordinary fear in the face of death, and she is not an exception. No matter how tempting the inheritance is, life can only be spent while alive.
"Very good." Jian Yi nodded with satisfaction, took out a garlic clove from his pocket with his free left hand, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and continued vaguely, "If you agree, then I'll give it to you.
Two choices..."
Chen Zibai's lower body was shaking slightly, but his brain could still maintain a basic calmness.
She didn't realize that the other party had a gun, so she quickly fell into a disadvantage.
Sure enough, she was too restricted by the "only one murderer" mindset in mystery novels... She reluctantly glanced at Jian Jian, who was chewing cloves of garlic with ease, and could only nod in compromise.
"Very good, then I will read out your two choices."
The simple voice was raised very high, as if he was a devout believer reciting the Bible: "First..."
"You can choose to be beaten to death by me."
"Second, tell me everything about the will."
After a pause, his smile became more obvious: "Thank you for my kindness... at least... I gave you two choices."
What kind of choice is this!
You don’t have to be a fool to choose the first one!
Chen Zibai originally thought that he would propose two contradictory or even dilemma choices. Unexpectedly, the shameless man in front of her simply pushed her into a situation where she had to choose - either to collect all the relevant information about the will, or to have no choice but to
Go to hell.
With a bitter smile, Chen Zibai asked: "This... do I have a choice?"
"Yes, of course!"
Jian Yan snapped his fingers, chewed a clove of garlic, and said with a smile: "If you choose the former, I'll send you to see God with one shot, isn't it good? If you choose the latter, just recruit it from the ground."
...With such an obvious choice, how can you say you have no choice?"
With this seemingly harmless expression, Chen Zibai even wanted to slap Jian Yi in front of him on the face.
Shit, really too shitty.
"Then..." Chen Zibai glanced at Jian Yi's still gentle expression and replied in a low voice, "I will tell you about the inheritance..."
"But..." she paused, "I want to know when you-"
Jian Jian snapped his fingers again, and moved his fingers closer to the loosened trigger again, then shook his head regretfully: "Are you making conditions? Are you making conditions with someone who holds your life?! I know you very well.
What is the situation now, and what have you done before... Even if you don't tell me, I can get the answer from others with this pistol with enough bullets..."
His relaxed expression made Chen Zibai feel extremely uneasy: "So don't try to force me to give in by raising conditions. You people are not hard-core. I think I am fully capable of opening other people's mouths...
For example, that Zhang Linchuan, he seems to know more than you..."
As he spoke, Simple's index finger began to approach the trigger.
"Wait!" Chen Zibai's chest began to rise and fall visibly, "I'll tell you about the will..."
Fear is, after all, the last straw that overwhelms people.
Seeing this, Jian Yi nodded slightly: "Just be aware of current affairs... In this case, I need you to tell me... what are you looking for. By the way, I have already learned some information about the inheritance from another person, although it is just based on rumors.
That’s all, but it can identify the authenticity of what you say. So, don’t try to get away with it.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and closed the door slowly, making almost no sound.
Then, Jian Yan made a "please" gesture with his left hand, but the black muzzle of the fn-509 in his right hand was still staring straight at Chen Zibai.
Chen Zibai took a breath, but her spirit was still tense. She never expected that Jian Yi, who had always acted harmless to humans and animals, would actually carry a pistol with him, and even show such a vicious side...
Isn’t this the Gestapo?
After calming down, Chen Zibai looked at Jian Yi with complicated eyes, and then began her brief description:
"Even I don't know what the inheritance I'm talking about is. Even...I now doubt that the so-called inheritance doesn't exist at all..."
"Tell me the important point, tell the important point..." Jian Yan interrupted her explanation and tapped the table with her index finger impatiently, "I'm asking about the inheritance itself, not your opinion on the inheritance... Also, Riddler, get out.
Get out of Gotham!"
"Oh oh oh, okay," Chen Zibai was obviously startled by his sudden statement, but obviously, this strange and moody chef was not completely angry yet.
"This matter has to start from ten years ago...do you...don't mind?"
Ten years ago? Was there such a good thing?
"I don't mind, of course I don't mind." Jian Yi waved his hand, motioning for her to speak quickly, but he didn't show anything suspicious. His impatient expression seemed to tell Chen Zibai: I'm already very tolerant of you, don't worry.
Picky and picky.
Seeing Jian Yi's agreement, Chen Zibai breathed a sigh of relief: "I only suddenly remembered these things when I saw this table this afternoon. It was like water poured into my brain... Sorry, I'm going too far."
"You must have noticed that these chemical products are all related to the preparation of explosives... Ten years ago, someone used these so-called research to cause a huge explosion... Of course, these things were only later used by the owner or others.
People have restored the scene, but the real scene has been blown up by explosives and no residue is left..."
"Oh?" Jian Yi raised his head slightly, "Making explosives at your adoptive parents' house?"
