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Chapter 849 It's not my money, what do I feel bad about?

Rachel has interesting traits.

Sitting in the car, I was the co-pilot, looking at her carefully.Feeling her every move before, I found that this girl is very similar to Vivienne.

But it's just similar, in details, Rachel is bolder and has a cold side.

Moreover, she is very arrogant.

The arrogance before was a small mistake in my judgment.

Arrogance and arrogance are two different expressions.

The latter one, the character Jiao, can make people feel really cute if used properly.

But if there is a single proud word.It is obvious that people are rejected for thousands of miles.

This is a girl who rejects others for thousands of miles.

Cold girl!

Standard cold girl.

Even Leng Niuer has a moment of tenderness released.

Just 3 minutes into the driveway, when I was about to take my eyes off Rachel's face.

She spoke.

"Oriental wise man, you don't seem to care about your children at all."

I grinned and said, "We're on the way and we're approaching him non-stop. What should I worry about? Worry, does it help?"

Rachel snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that you are still a cold-blooded wise man."

I closed my eyes slightly, intending to stop talking to this woman.

When I was about to arrive at the place, I suddenly thought of a question. I asked Rachel: "How did you get your so-called evidence, that is, the bottle of potion?"

Rachel was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she looked a little embarrassed and said, "Money."

I knew that this group of nobles would not think of anything other than money.

I asked, "Qian, how did you do it?"

Rachel: "We have been eyeing this laboratory in the New York City area for a long time, but we have never had a chance. Later, we accidentally learned that a staff member of the laboratory, Charles, had a financial crisis."

"He got addicted to online gambling, for which he lost almost all his money and owed a whole lot of money to the famine."

"That's not counting. He even mortgaged the house. And all this, his wife doesn't know."

"After we learned about the situation, we helped him repay the bank loan. The price is that he needs to get me a drug that cannot be synthesized by other laboratories."

Speaking of this, Rachel: "We have found out that someone in Canada died from the injection of this hallucinogen, but this kind of thing is very strange, and it stays in the human body for a very short time. That is to say, people After death, its remnants cannot be mentioned through laboratory methods."

"But if we get this hallucinogen, we only need to do a few small experiments, and the laboratory of the new life can be sealed immediately. Because of this, Charles helped us, and he got 20ml medicine."

After listening to this explanation, I asked again: "How long has this happened?"

Rachel thought for a while: "Probably, more than a month."

I said, "Rachel! Listen to me, I can guarantee that the person who broke into your house tonight is definitely not a new life!"

Rachel froze for a moment.

I said, "Anyway, tonight, I need you to give me, a wise man from the East, a small chance."

"ok?"

Rachel froze for a moment, then nodded in disbelief: "Okay! I promise you..."

Next, when the car came under a big tree 50 meters away from the big house, I asked Rachel to stop.

We both get out of the car.

"Is there any other way to enter your house besides doors and windows?"

Rachel: "The basement."

"Take me to the basement."

Rachel still had a great deal of disbelief in me, and despite her arrogance, I piqued her curiosity.

She was very curious about what kind of means an oriental man, a so-called wise man, would take in this situation.

When we came to the yard, the big iron gate was locked.

Over the wall.

Me first, Rachel second.

Great skill, British girl!It seems that I have been exercising all the time, and the kick at Jamie's house before was a mistake caused by being too nervous.

Go over the wall and enter the courtyard, bypass the main entrance, and come to the back of the house.

There was a small staircase going down there, and after three or four steps, Rachel took out the key and opened the basement door.

Push the door in.

Another six or seven steps down.

Here is the second door. After opening the door, the room is very dark.

Rachel was about to turn on the light, but I stopped her. I reached out for my phone and turned on the screen. With the help of the weak light, we carefully avoided piles of debris.

is walking.

"Hi! j..."

your sister!Who is this!

I shivered in fright, turned my head, and then saw a little black boy slowly flashing out from behind a big cardboard box.

Take a long breath.

I said, "Why did you come here?"

Lu Luda whispered: "Don't hide in the basement, don't you let me, a weak child, fight with two adults?"

Rachel sneered.

I don't care.

Keep going up.

After walking for three to five minutes, I gently opened the door latch.

The next second, I heard a conversation coming from the direction of the living room.

"Charles, you bastard, you are not lying to me! Where is that tube of injection? Why can't I find it after searching the house?"

"Buck, please believe me, it must still be in this house, it must!"

"Tell you, little Charles, the price has changed again now. It's not fifty thousand dollars, it's twenty thousand dollars."

"No, Buck, yes, fifty thousand, you can't keep your word."

"Damn it! Fifty thousand dollars is the price you gave me. But no, it's the price I stole with you, do you understand?"

At this point in the eavesdropping, I glanced at Rachel.

The British girl bowed her head again.

Then I whispered to Rachel, "Listen, Rachel, you are here and taking care of my baby. I will handle the rest by myself."

Rachel: "You..."

I waved my hand to signal her not to ask more questions.

I dodged and left the basement, my eyes locked on the two stupid thieves who were rummaging through the fireplace, I stretched out my hand, snap!

Turned on the lights in the room.

"what……"

The two cried out in surprise.

Yes, the thief called.

I clapped my palms lightly a few times, and I said, "Welcome, welcome, very welcome, both of you, come to my house for adventure."

As soon as the words came out, one of the guys took out a knife from his arms and said to me: "You damn guy, get out of here!"

What an arrogant thief, it is unreasonable to ask the owner of the room to get out with a knife.

All right!It was this sentence that made me judge that this man with a thick beard should be Buck.And the other one, a tall and thin middle-aged man, is definitely a staff member of the laboratory, Mr. Charles.

I raised my hand as Buck told me, and I said, "Sorry, I set off the alarm, the police will be here in five minutes."

Buck gritted his teeth: "Damn it!"

Then he was decisive and put the knife away.

He's just a thief, just a thief who wants to get some stimulating drugs, and doesn't want to cause too much trouble.So, he won't do anything with me.

Seeing that Buck was about to withdraw, Charles also wanted to leave.

I said loudly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Charles, but you need to stay."

Charles froze.

And Buck didn't care about his good partner at all, so he fled at the door.

I waited for Buck to leave.

I walked up to Charles and carefully looked at this pale middle-aged man with a messy life.

I said, "Come on, come sit, let's have something to drink."

Charles was stunned...

I smiled and made a please gesture.

Charles came over blankly and sat on the sofa.

I went to the wine cabinet set up next to the living room and dug out a bottle of whiskey.Poured into two cups, then, turning his head again, came to Charles and handed him the cup.

Charles took it.

I sat next to him.I said, "Your life is wrong, the economy is in a serious crisis, isn't it?"

Charles blinked, then whispered, "Will the police come later..."

I smiled: "I didn't call the police."

Charles breathed a long sigh of relief, then took the glass, raised his head and drank half of the wine.

"You're right, there's something wrong with my life."

I said, "My friend said, you seem to be gambling, isn't it?"

Charles bowed his head in shame.

I thought for a while and said, "Then, you sell a commodity twice in a row. The first time, you want to redeem your house from the bank. So what about this time? What do you want to do?"

Charles: "I want to buy Alice a diamond ring."

I looked at him and I said, "Is it true? I don't want you to lie."

Charles looked up, his eyes were slightly red: "I'm a gambler, bastard, that's right. But I love my wife deeply. When I got married, the diamond ring I gave her was so small and insignificant. For so many years, I have been I wanted to make it up, but I never had a chance. Now, the tenth anniversary is coming. I... I must, buy one for her."

I could see that he was sincere.

Then I turned my head and raised my voice and said, "Rachel! Rachel..."

The British girl came out with the little black boy in her arms.

When Charles saw Rachel, he looked very scared and ashamed. He lowered his head, not daring to look at her directly.

Rachel gritted her teeth, stared at Charles and said, "How long have you been planning?"

Charles: "I, I've been staring at you. I know you're a rich man. But I couldn't find a chance to make a move. I didn't come in until tonight when you went out and there was no one in the house. Originally, I want to find that bottle of medicine, if I can't find it, then... I plan to take a few valuable things."

Rachel snorted coldly: "J, we need to call the police."

"No! Don't! Don't call the police!" I stood up, stopped Rachel, and said, "Do you have a cash check?"

Rachel froze for a moment, then replied, "Yes."

I said, "Open a denomination of [-]."

"You...what are you going to do?"

I said, "Please! I'm the executor, ok!"

Reluctantly, Rachel took out a big wallet from her body, then found a pen, wrote a number on a check, and tore it up for me.

I took it: "Thank you!"

Turning around, I handed the check to Charles.

Charles froze for a moment.

I said, "Before I accept this check, I need to know your contact information."

Charles was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly reported two different mobile phone numbers.

I turned my head to look at Lu Luda: "Have you written it down?"

The little black boy said ok!

Then I gave Charles the check.

"Fulfill your promise and wish you a happy tenth wedding anniversary!"

Charles was in tears...

My heart is roaring!Fifty thousand dollars!Do you have!Fifty thousand!fifty thousand……

But then I thought, this is not my money, why do I feel bad?hey-hey!

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