Labosei has come to Casablanca, a famous private hospital, for physical examinations more than once or twice. In addition, this country is also a country with relatively good overall strength in the Philippines, so this time he is not very vigilant.
Surrounded by bodyguards, Labose walked towards the hall of the hospital.
The services of private hospitals are very good. For example, all you need to make an appointment is to make an appointment and all the examination procedures will be completed quickly.
The young and beautiful doctor enthusiastically guided Labose to the electrocardiogram room.
Labose took a special look at the doctor. She had a good appearance and figure. If possible, she could be his wife or lover.
Secretary Short followed him.
And his bodyguards were not allowed to enter.
Ten minutes later, Labose walked out of the electrocardiogram room easily.
"What did the doctor just say? Short." Labose said with a smile.
Short replied: "He said your heart function is better than that of young people."
"Haha..." There was nothing wrong with the first electrocardiogram, and Labose's mood was obviously much better.
The next step is to draw blood.
The doctor who drew the blood had already been bribed by Russell in terms of his family's safety and the choice of two million dollars. When drawing the blood, he would inject poison into Labose's body.
"Relax, sir." The doctor reminded with a smile on his face.
Labose was actually not nervous at all.
"You can look at the landscape painting opposite." The doctor said again.
Under the suggestion of psychological effects, Labosei turned his attention to the beautiful landscape painting opposite.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the doctor immediately injected the poison he had prepared into Labose's blood.
The dose of poison is not large, only a few grams, and it only takes a second or two to be injected into the blood, so it is not noticeable at all.
This is a chronic poison. Because it spreads very slowly in the blood, it does not take effect immediately. Generally speaking, it will take effect in about 48 to 56 hours.
After the blood test is completed, the next step is CT, color ultrasound and other examinations.
After a whole morning of inspection, it was finally over.
After the examination, Labose asked Short to give the young and beautiful doctor a thousand dollars as a tip.
When the doctor saw the tip, which was equivalent to two months' salary, she kept saying thank you.
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"Short, when will the results be available?" Labousai's condition looks very good today.
"The results will be out tomorrow, General."
"It shouldn't be a big problem."
"It's not a big problem, and the doctor's expression was very relaxed when I saw it."
"That's good. It seems that private hospitals are much better than public hospitals." Labose said with a smile; "I'm going to play golf for a while in the afternoon. By the way, where is Metshaw? Let him come over for dinner in the evening.
, I want to talk to him again."
"Okay, General."
After the inspection was completed, the motorcade drove toward the villa in a mighty manner.
Everything is monitored by people arranged by Russell.
Labose's body has been successfully injected with poison, and it will be no more than 3 days before his death.
But all this was not enough, Short had to die too.
Russell had already thought that once Labose died, he would fly directly to Casablanca and take Short away directly there.
…
Metshaw had already arranged a meeting time with his senior Jim'an over the phone, and Jim'an told him that this time he would also introduce his close comrade-in-arms Oliveira to him.
According to Jim'an, Oliveira was a comrade who fought alongside him, and he was also a very capable young man. If Oliveira hadn't been supporting him behind the scenes, Doponbe would not have been able to obediently give up his position as the boss.
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Metshaw said, "Senior Jim'an, I'm already looking forward to meeting Mr. Oliveira."
Jim An smiled and said: "Dear Metshaw, you and Oliveira will definitely become good friends. I believe in my vision."
As everyone knows, this Jim'an just has an accent similar to the real Jim'an.
After chatting briefly for a while, Metshaw just hung up the phone when Metshaw received another call from Short, who informed him that he was going to have dinner at Villa La Boise in the evening.
As a last resort, Metshaw could only postpone the meeting for three hours.
Jim'an also responded happily.
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However, when Metshaw arrived at Jim An's hotel that night, he was told by Mr. Oliveira, whom he met for the first time, that Jim An was dead.
Oliveira was crying bitterly. He told Metshaw that Jim'an was stopped by some gangsters while running at night two hours ago. He was answering the phone at the time, and when he arrived, he found
Jim'an's neck has been cut off.
Metshaw couldn't believe his ears. They had spoken a few hours ago, but now Jim'an had actually been killed.
In extreme grief and anger, Metshaw asked with a heavy heart, "Mr. Oliveira, where is the body of Mr. Jim'an now?"
"Inside the hotel room."
Metshaw said sadly, "Can you take me to see you?"
"OK."
Sure enough, on the hotel bed, Metshaw saw the dead Jim Ann.
The stab wound on his neck was very obvious.
"The gangster stabbed the main artery in his neck, and he lost too much blood and died." Oliveira said while wiping tears. He even felt extremely regretful. "If I had known this, I would not have let him go out for a night run.
But he likes sports very much, and he told me that once he becomes a boss in Nial in the future, it will be difficult to adapt to this high-intensity position without a good body."
After Metshaw saw Jim'an's body, he couldn't stop crying. He didn't expect that his comrade who had been fighting with him on the hidden front would pass away like this.
Metshaw began to regret it. If he hadn't gone to La Bosai's villa to dine, Jim An would never have gone for a night run...
"Dear Mr. Jim'an, I'm sorry, I don't think we should adjust the time of our meeting..." When he said this, Metshaw was already in tears and was filled with grief.
The two were sad in the room for a while. Metshaw originally proposed to call the police, but Oliveira stopped him.
"No, Mr. Metshaw, you can't call the police. In a few days, there will be an election in the country. If Doponbe and the others learn that Mr. Jim'an has passed away, all our previous plans will be ruined."
Metshaw was very puzzled: "But Mr. Jim'an cannot go to the scene."
"It can be entrusted. The conditions we have worked so hard for can be entrusted. In addition, when the time is right, you can also replace it. We must inherit Mr. Jim's last wish. We cannot act on impulse at this time, let alone be impulsive."
Invisibly, Oliveira conveyed to Metshaw the idea that both he and Metshaw were the heirs of Mr. Jim's last wish.
Metshaw had no objection, nodded subconsciously, and patted Oliveira on the shoulder: "Mr. Oliveira, you and I are also comrades in arms. I hope you can fully inherit Mr. Jim's last wish.
"
"No, Mr. Metshaw, I want you to inherit and I will assist you."
Metshaw shook his head: "No, man, I am the son of Labose, the leader of the anti-government armed forces. It is impossible for me to be elected. Only you, Oliveira, you are the most suitable, do you understand?"
After some hypocritical refusal, Oliveira could only reluctantly respond.