After putting down his phone, Xu Zhou contacted the person he had arranged to monitor at the villa: "What was she doing just now?"
"Ms. Liu just sat on the ground, sending text messages in tears."
Xu Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and let go of all his caution.
What he didn't know was that the next morning Song Ling quietly flew to the US headquarters.
A few hours ago, three people were talking in Song Ling's villa.
It's a conversation between men.
A dusty blond man sat on the sofa. He was brought in disguised as a family doctor.
Xu Su walked over and handed him a cup of coffee. He took it. After taking off his medical mask, he shrugged and said awkwardly in Chinese, "Thank you!"
If this were normal times, Xu Su would definitely despise him because of these two awkward bytes.
But nerves were high at the moment, and no one was in the mood for such jokes.
Not far from them, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a thick gauze curtain was drawn, covering everything in the villa.
Song Ling's tall figure was facing away from them, his eyes extremely gloomy.
"What news do you bring?" Xu Su frowned and looked at the man in front of him. The last time he saw him, he was still at the US military base.
However, before he could finish, he was stopped by Song Ling's cold eyes.
Song Ling turned on the surveillance screen in the children's room. After confirming that the little genius was studying his new car, his tense eyes relaxed a little.
Xu Su immediately understood what he meant. He was protecting his son. He didn't want his gifted son to hear the conversation between the three of them.
My eldest brother was not married at that time. I thought he must be the most ruthless man in the world, even after his eldest brother became a father.
But now the situation is just the opposite. His eldest brother is the greatest and most responsible father in the world.
With a long sigh, he asked again, "What news did you bring this time? Why did you have to come here in person? You know I took great pains to bring you in."
The blond man drank a sip of coffee to relieve his fatigue from the flight, and unbuttoned his white coat, seemingly unused to this disguise. He said to Song Ling in awkward Chinese,
"I've been negotiating with my boss for a long time, and he's agreed to give you this confidential, declassified document. But there are conditions. Do you want to hear them?"
Xu Su smiled.
"He's been dragging it out for so long, isn't it just to negotiate terms? If you tell me he's willing to help us for free, I won't believe it. Big brother won't believe it either." His face was ashen.
Song Ling, standing in front of the large French window, was still tall. He uttered a word from his thin lips, "Speak!"
His voice was low, but there was an inevitable desire in it, as if all his support and forbearance were for the conditions of this moment.
The blond man nodded slightly, put down his coffee cup, his deep blue eyes flickered again, and he said with a look of helplessness on his face,
"The boss likes to make things difficult for us. You know that this time, the conditions are still gambling."
Xu Su frowned and cursed under his breath, "You son of a bitch! He's just a gambler! He's a senior executive at a military base, is he still short of money?"
Song Ling also raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a deep voice: "This bet should not be as simple as money."
The blond man shrugged: "Yes, this bet is your life."
Song Ling's cold figure moved slightly.
Xu Su frowned and clenched his fists: "Damn it, you pervert! Is this kind of gambling fun?"
The blond man blinked, his thin lips becoming increasingly darker as he spoke slowly with a hint of cold rigor.
"Xu Su, the thoughts of senior executives are beyond our comprehension. He likes exciting games that can shock people's nerves and stimulate their cerebral cortex. You can say he's perverted, but that's his only condition. So, think about it."
Song Ling's back was stiff, and his handsome face was covered with frost. His thin lips slowly opened, and he spoke clearly: "How do we bet?"
The blond man sighed, his eyes sparkling even more, and he said in a choked voice,
"This bet ultimately depends on luck. The boss's terms are: his men will tie you to a stone pillar, blindfold themselves, and shoot you based on their instincts. Note: Twice. If you survive, you win. The confidential documents will be handed over to you later."
Xu Su's face paled, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, veins bulging on his forehead. What a perverted capitalist! Blindfolded, shooting based on instinct? And twice! What a lunatic pervert!
"What if you get shot and killed?" Song Ling almost gritted his teeth, veins popping out of his forehead. "If you die accidentally, the confidential documents..."
The blond man sighed, a trace of paleness appearing on his thin lips: "Death only proves that you are unlucky."
As soon as the man finished speaking, Xu Su suddenly grabbed his collar and lifted him into the air.
The blond man's face turned red and he clenched Xu Su's fist.
"Fuck you pervert!" Xu Su's teeth were chattering.
"He loves gambling and exciting games so much. Why not tie up his wife and children to play such a perverted game? Wouldn't it be more exciting to tie up his wife and children? That's so cool, the cerebral cortex must be stimulating!"
The blond man was feeling very uncomfortable and suffocated, his eyes were red and his feet were hanging in the air.
Song Ling's eyes were as cold as ice, and he said a few words calmly, "Let him go!"
Xu Su's fists were shaking. After a while, he finally got rid of his anger and threw the man on the sofa.
"Ahem..." The blond man gasped for air with difficulty. After a long while, he spoke in a trembling voice, hesitantly saying,
"I also think the boss is a pervert. It's disgusting. But he doesn't lack money, what he lacks is excitement. Is it any use for you to torment me?"
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