At this moment, my heart is full of tension, fear and uneasiness. In short, my emotions are quite complicated!

However, the male fan sitting on the bed had a disapproving expression on his face.

He sat across from me and looked at me for a while, then he unscrewed the ice Coke very leisurely, raised his head and drank another gulp.

He was numb, but it was a pity that a bottle of iced Coke actually quenched his thirst!

Because I was also hot and thirsty, my throat was already smoking, and it was blocked by a dry towel, which made it even more uncomfortable.

Throughout the whole day, I got up before dawn and went to the hotel to work as a waiter. Then I went to find Luo Feng, and then followed Luo Feng to confront the Malay woman...

It can be said that I haven't had a sip of water all day long, but this guy kept drinking drinks in front of me on purpose.

I was dying of thirst, but he was desperately drinking water. I really wanted to grab the Coke bottle in his hand and drink it to my heart's content, but I couldn't move my whole body!

Can you understand what an unbearable feeling of hunger and thirst it is?

The male fan drank enough, wiped his mouth, and threw the bottle on the ground.

He stopped drinking, but I became nervous. Is he going to attack me next?!

What will he do to me?!

He's going to knock me unconscious too?!

The image of Edward and Sekiguchi's translator lying unconscious in the hospital is still vivid in my mind. How did he do it? I have thought about this problem before.

But this problem is no longer a problem. Maybe I will experience it myself soon?

It would be a lie to say that I wasn’t afraid. Although I was nervous, my mind suddenly became much clearer due to the extreme nervousness...

In an instant, I thought of a possibility!

If the male fan wanted to knock me unconscious, then why did he drag me into the house?

I mean...

If I were found on the stairs, I would think that I slipped and fell and hit my head, resulting in coma or death. Such a scene would be judged by the police as an accidental death.

However……

If my body was found in the house, its nature would be completely different. Wouldn't it be possible that it was homicide?

The male fan is a veteran in this business, so he can’t possibly not understand this, right?

therefore……

I just have another theory...

Maybe, he didn't want to get rid of me, but had something else to say to me...

As for what it was, I couldn't guess it until he said it.

After having this speculation in my mind, although I was still nervous, I felt much calmer than before.

I raised my eyes to look at the male fan, only to find that he was also staring at me with dull eyes...

"Woooo..."

I tried my best to make a sound, but unfortunately my mouth was blocked and I could only make two whining sounds.

The male fan seemed to have read through my thoughts and knew that I wanted to speak. He deliberately came up to me and asked: "You have something to say to me, right?"

I nodded quickly.

He asked again: "If I get it out of the way for you, will you yell?"

I shook my head quickly.

The corner of the male fan's mouth curled up and he said: "Okay, I can take out the towel. If you disobey and really yell, even if you just yell once, then don't blame me for being harsh..."

I nodded my head again.

The male fan stared into my eyes for a few seconds and actually pulled the towel out of my mouth.

I took a quick breath, and then swallowed hard, but unfortunately there wasn't even a drop of saliva in my throat, and my throat was still very dry.

My mouth was free, and I didn't cry out for help. It wasn't because I was frightened by him, and even if I shouted, no one might hear me.

If you anger the other party, you will not be able to continue the conversation.

So, I took a few deep breaths and tried to ask: "You...you...what do you want to do?!"

"Do you even need to ask?" the male fan replied coldly.

"Who ordered you to come, Mrs. Sato or the Malay woman?!" I continued to ask.

"The questions you asked are so unintelligent that I don't even bother to answer them. Besides, do you need to ask me? Don't you have something in mind?"

The male fan sounded very impatient, and I was a little angry, so I said to him: "Okay, I won't ask anymore. You must have something to say to me, right?"

"Haha, if you talk like this, you have some intelligence..."

"Then you say it first!"

While talking, I observed this man carefully...

He is about 30 years old. He is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. His face has no features at all. He is neither handsome nor ugly. He is the kind of character who cannot be noticed in a crowd.

.

In many incidents, it is this kind of person who is hard to notice because of his humble appearance, but is often the hidden powerful character.

This male fan's attitude towards me is not a quick one. He must have something to say to me. He is too lazy to answer my questions, so I might as well stop asking him and listen to what he has to say first.

Sure enough, my guess was correct...

"I didn't know how I got on this bandit ship. At first I just thought that the price offered by the employer was very high, and I happened to have nothing to do, so I agreed. Unexpectedly, after actually getting in touch with those people, I gradually felt that there was something in this

The water is too deep...I...I have made a lot of money from these people, but what's the use of having more money if you have a life to make but a life to spend..."

When he said this, the male fan paused deliberately, but I knew that his words were far from finished, so I did not urge him.

He lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then raised his head and looked at me, and said with a half-smile: "Actually, I received an order from Mrs. Sato today. She asked me to clean you up. Do you understand what cleaning up means?"

"

When I heard him say the word "clean up" in a relaxed tone, a chill ran down my back!!!

Whether it's murder or permanent amnesia, it's not a good thing for me anyway!!!

but……

The male fan did not directly attack me, but he still wanted to talk to me, which shows that he also has his own purpose...

After waiting for a few seconds, the male fan looked at me again, but suddenly he said to me in a pleading tone: "Aren't you very familiar with the police officer named Luo Feng, so I want to sell to you?"

Some information, if Mrs. Sato is caught by the police for committing many evil acts, can you please leave me a way out for the sake of my providing information..."

I think...

Although his pleading expression looks a bit unreal, it doesn't look like he is deliberately acting?

After thinking for a while, I seem to be able to understand...

It seems that the male fan was lurking in the corridor today. He did not kill me, but deliberately disobeyed Mrs. Sato's order. He also had his own purpose.

That is, he wants to leave himself a way out!

Because what he did with Mrs. Sato and the others was too dangerous. If he continued to do it, even if he was not caught by the police, he would be silenced by Mrs. Sato sooner or later...

Although the male fan looks ordinary, he is without exception an extremely smart person. If he was not smart enough, how could he have been lurking around Edward for so long without being noticed by Edward?

Unknowingly, I thought of Edward again...

Edward's thoughts before were probably the same as those of his current male fans. They all wanted to rebel and betray Mrs. Sato.

Although Mrs. Sato is a very powerful old witch, she seems to be very bad at managing her own employees.
Chapter completed!