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Vivienne hesitated: "Why is the sword slanted."

I thought about it, and expressed the core idea and purpose of the game I want to do.

Vivian was shocked after hearing this: "Well, Mr. Ji, I am a police officer, so I will do this."

I stared at her: "That's where the difficulty lies. Without you, this wouldn't be possible."

Vivian thought.

"Mr. Ji, let me think about it."

I said, "Okay, but better hurry up."

After the discussion, I went back to my room to rest.

At noon, Vivian stood at the door of the room and said to me: "Mr. Ji, I've made up my mind, and I will do as you said!"

I nodded at her: "Thank you for your trust."

Vivian: "No, you also took a lot of risks in this matter. The one who should thank me is me."

I grinned: "Let's not be polite, hurry up and do things."

Vivian and I discussed some specific details.

We go out, hit the streets, grab a quick lunch.

Then she drove me to the Temple Street parallel market.

Purchased some equipment.

Go home.

Auntie is still upstairs chanting scriptures, sitting in a seat, and communicating with the great god spiritually.

We make arrangements in the house.Looking back, when my aunt came out to call the old sister, Vivian and I went into her small Buddhist hall to make arrangements.

Done, Auntie is going downstairs to chat with some old sisters about her practice experience.

Vivian and I pried open the door of the unit next door to this floor.

The unit next door is a Singaporean businessman who has been away from Hong Kong for many years and rarely comes back several times a year.

In the process of opening the door, I saw Vivienne's set of household items. It was a rubber box with a square of [-] centimeters, which was filled with various small tools.

And this box is the legendary master key!

The unit next door was kept very clean, and the furniture was covered with a large white cloth to prevent dust from seeping in.

Vivian and I took off our shoes at the door and sat directly on the living room floor.

I took out my laptop and plugged a wireless signal receiver into the usb port.

Install the driver and debug.

Swish!

Several main rooms of Vivienne's house appeared on the screen in an instant.

That's right, what Vivian and I installed in her house is the legendary pinhole camera, which transmits and receives wirelessly, with vivid and clear colors and an effective distance of 150 meters.

At this moment, Vivienne took out a simple Nji 1110 and an unnamed card bought on Temple Street.

After dismantling the phone, putting in the SIM card, turning it on, Vivian handed the phone to me.

I take it and stare at the laptop screen.

Vivian approached and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Ji, can this...can cause, what, bad consequences?"

Me: "Don't worry! Absolutely not! But..."

I didn't say what happened next, but I believe Vivienne knows it too.

If that happens, it will be really difficult for her to face her mother again.

Vivian and I just sat face to face.

Wait quietly.

Suddenly, Vivian spoke.

"Mr. Ji, it seems that there are many beautiful girls around you."|

I smiled: "Tell me, the ones seen by the hot springs, they are all my employees."

"Oh, Mr. Ji is very blessed."

I stretched my waist: "What a blessing, suffer! Those girls, let us say they are demon moths."

Vivian was curious: "What is it called, demon, e, son."

I glanced at her, just about to explain the profound connotation of the three characters Yaomozi.

Suddenly, the aunt's figure appeared on the laptop screen.

My heart skipped a beat and I started staring at the screen.

When the aunt entered the house, the first thing she did was change her shoes and go upstairs, turned to the small Buddhist hall, went in, changed into the big blue robe, took the mobile phone, and was about to turn it off.

Just before she was about to press the switch off button, I took my phone and called my aunt's number.

Aunt picked it up.

I took the mobile phone, smiled slightly, and used Tuva guttural voice (a way of pronunciation, which is to inhale and vibrate the throat cavity to produce sound waves, but it is very different from my own voice.)

"Excuse me, is it xxx?" I called my aunt's name.

"You, who are you?"

"Ahahaha, who am I, to tell you the truth, your daughter is in my hands."

"Ah, big circle boy! You... what do you want to do? My daughter, she, she is a policeman."

"Hahaha, what's so great about the police, to tell you the truth, I tied up the police." Having said that, I gave Vivian a wink.

Vivienne was a little anxious and kept silent.

In a hurry, I stretched out my hand and pinched the tender flesh on Vivian's inner thigh.

"Ah...don't, don't." Vivian finally cried out.

"Vivian, it's Vivian's voice, you...what are you doing." Auntie was anxious.

"Ahahaha, what are you doing, I won't tell you. By the way, you must not call the police, because I am always paying attention to your movements, ahaha, are you walking around the room, and you are wearing a A blue robe, haha, wait for my call."

I decisively put down my phone, looked up, wiped the sweat off my face, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Vivienne in a normal tone, "How is it, is there any flaw?"

Vivienne looked at me in disbelief and said, "No, it's too similar, you are a born robber."

I have a black face and I am speechless.

He looked down at the laptop screen.

Auntie was very nervous, walking back and forth in the room, holding her mobile phone, wanting to make a call, but she didn't dare, she raised her head, looked around, and carefully opened the curtain to look...

Vivienne looked very worried, with tears rolling in her eyes, she shook my arm and said, "Mr. Ji, if not, let's forget it."

I gritted my teeth and said, "If you believe in evil ways, it's hard to extricate yourself. Don't mention anything else, those people in mainland China who cut their stomachs to find some wheels a few years ago are living examples. There are also mass suicides in the United States and Japan. Now, I can’t say what that thangka is, but let me tell you, good words and persuasion are useless, and it’s even more useless if you take away the thangka by force. If you’re impatient, auntie can use a knife to fight people desperately!”

Vivienne was aggrieved, letting her tears flow, and put her arms around my arm tightly.

I sighed softly: "Sister, take it easy, brother's little arm."

"Oh, Mr. Ji, I'm sorry." Vivian let go.

I stared at the picture closely, and after a while, I saw that my aunt was no longer nervous, but burned three sticks of incense, and worshiped that thangka over and over again.

I took out my cell phone and called my aunt again.

"Ahahaha, do you worship God? It's useless, it's just an empty shell, you won't get any results, ahahaha!"

The aunt was shocked, holding the phone.

: "Hey, hello..."

I turned to look at Vivian.

Vivian looked anxious, I shook my head, reached out and reached into Vivian's inner thigh, and rubbed violently.

"Ah... hooligan, don't! What are you doing, don't."

When I heard Vivienne yell, I let go.

Sure enough, the aunt was in a hurry again.

"Hey, hello, I'll give you what you want, how much money you want, I'll give you all my property, please, let my daughter go, please."

Without saying a word, I decisively put down the phone.

I looked at the computer screen, and my aunt walked back and forth. After a while, she knelt in front of the thangka and muttered again.

I picked up my phone and prepared to call again.

Then, I put my hand on...

Vivienne drooped her little head and said with a red face, "Don't pinch, this time, I screamed myself, it's all purple..."

"Oh, sorry, sorry."

I hurriedly accompanied, and when the phone was connected, Vivienne began to scream...

When you're done, put down your phone again.

The method I use, in terms of behavioral psychology, is a subconscious implantation.

It looks like torture to outsiders, but in fact, during this process, I kept implanting a signal into my aunt's brain, that is, whenever she worshiped thangka, she would hear her daughter's screams.

If you don't pray, you won't hear it.

In this way, after repeated repetitions, she would subconsciously have a fear of Thangka.

Because, the aunt prayed to God and worshiped Buddha for the safety of her daughter.It's just that she worshiped an existence that shouldn't appear in front of the world!

But this is just the beginning.

I stare at the screen.Then, I saw my aunt leave the small Buddha Hall.

At this time, I resolutely gave Vivienne the phone and asked her to call my aunt.

connected.

Vivienne cried: "Mum, don't, don't call the police, absolutely don't. Please, don't call the police."

"Vivian? How are you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Mommy, they're coming again..."

Vivian hung up the phone decisively.

Auntie took a sip of water at this time and turned back to the Small Buddha Hall. When I called, Vivian screamed.

just now……

Another subliminal input passed.

As long as the aunt approached the Buddhist hall, Vivienne would call, and then screamed miserably.

The farther away the aunt is from the Buddhist hall, Vivian will take the initiative to call and report that she is safe.

In this way, toss a whole night.

In the middle of the night, my aunt was exhausted and fell asleep on the sofa.

I found that she slept very soundly that night.

I didn't sleep, I was watching the screen, staring at it.And Vivian fell down on the floor nearby to rest.

I hold out until dawn.

The next day, the phone bombing began again.

This time, the aunt finally did not enter the Buddhist hall.

And I, the kidnapper, also set out my conditions.

"Ahahaha! I want that thangka hanging in your Buddhist hall! Hahaha, use it to save your daughter."

"Ah..." Auntie was startled.

I was very nervous, and Vivian was also very nervous.

I waited about ten seconds.

Aunt: "Okay! As long as my daughter is safe, you can do whatever you want."

I finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Next, I instructed my aunt to take off the thangka, put it in a black plastic bag, and throw it into a location that Vivian and I had discussed in advance.

Half an hour later, I went downstairs, took a taxi, went to the designated place, and found the black plastic bag containing the thangka in a bush in a green belt. I opened it and saw that it was intact!

I smiled slightly, took out my mobile phone and called Vivienne, and told her to go downstairs from the fire exit, then take a taxi, leave the building first, and then take a taxi back.

I took a taxi and came to the tea restaurant opposite the building.

10 minutes later, Vivian told me that she had taken a taxi and was on her way back.

I called my aunt and asked her to go downstairs to pick up my daughter.

15 minutes later, I was standing at the door of the tea restaurant, and saw my aunt walking out of the lobby door and seeing Vivienne head-on, she froze for a moment.

Two seconds later, the mother and daughter embraced and cried together.

I smiled slightly, weighed the thangka in my hand, and felt a lot of emotion in my heart.Then, I knew that the work was endless, and my life was healed!Next step, it's time to get medical treatment.

Also, where did Auntie get this Thangka, who stole it, and a series of problems that need to be resolved one by one!

I raised my head, breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked back unintentionally, suddenly...

An intellectual woman sitting alone caught my attention.

She is Lin Bingbing!