"That's what you said." The man smiled.

Then, Moran felt him stretch out his hand...

His hand stretched out halfway, then retracted again.

"Who knows if there are other agencies."

"It's all over!" Moran despised the man's timidity.

"Well, maybe it's gone." The man stretched out his hand and took out the picture frame smoothly.

He turned over the picture frame and immediately exclaimed: "It really is priceless."

Moran was curious as to what painting it was.

"What is it?"

"I can't tell you that."

"You have also got the things, you can go."

"You seem to want me to leave immediately." The man suddenly asked, "Why, are you worried that I will be bad for you?"

Yes, she was worried that he would kill to silence him.

"I can't see you, and I don't know who you are. I can't threaten you. Why do you want to be against me?" Moran asked back.

The man smiled: "You are very smart. That's right, you don't know what I look like, and you really don't know who I am."

"..."

"But you heard my voice."

Moran tensed up all of a sudden: "I can't remember the voice when I heard it. Besides, there are thousands of people in the world. Even if I know your voice, I can't find you!"

"But there are not many people who can sneak in here to steal paintings, so I can be found out just by my voice."

"I swear I don't know anything, come on!"

"I don't believe in oaths, I only believe in dead people." The man's voice suddenly turned cold.

Moran leaned against the wall in fright: "I said I won't say it!"

"Why do you make me believe you?"

"Because... because you want to kill me, it must be easy. If I tell you, I will die."

"This reason is not enough."

"Anyway, I swear I won't say it! If I say it, I won't say it!"

The man sneered: "I said it too, I only believe what the dead say."

Then Moran felt a gun pressed against her forehead.

There seemed to be a little cold liquid on her forehead. Could it be that she was sweating from fright?

"Do you have any last words? Say it all, maybe I will kindly help you realize one or two." The man smiled slightly.

Moran thought, she might really be going to die, unless someone suddenly broke in to save her.

"I don't know who you are, and I don't know if you know Qi Ruigang. Maybe he won't take your life if you just stole the painting, but if you kill me, he will definitely take your life !"

"Oh, really?" The man didn't seem to believe it.

"Really! He will definitely kill you, no matter where you escape, he will kill you!"

"Why? Just because I killed you?"

"……Correct."

"Are you important to him?"

"..."

"Not important? Not important, then what do I care!"

Moran really didn't want to admit that Qi Ruigang loved her.

If possible, she would rather die than admit it.

But when he thought of Evan, Moran was afraid of death, not daring to die.

Evan is so young, how could he not have a mother.

It was because Qi Ruigang didn't have a mother that he became what he is now.

Her evan, how could she be willing to let him suffer...how could she be willing to let a stepmother take care of him.

Moran nodded: "Yes, very important..."

"How important is it? Is it important enough to kill me at all costs for you?"

"Yes!"

"Are you that confident?"

"I... what I say, you'd better choose to believe it."

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