Chapter 428

Albarino snorted: "...I'm not sure if I want you to explain the meaning of this sentence."

"Let's put it this way, the nightclub called 'Sodom' that you followed Jason Friedman to is my storefront, and you should know that a desperate owner is trying to keep his store from getting involved in murder news , are you willing to do something?" Gabriel winked at Albarino, the action should be playful, but the other party could see a creepy meaning from it, "Fortunately, it is good for you. Tu, or I'll have to sacrifice you alive in the temple like the Aztecs, or—"

The end of the sentence was dragged long and soft by her, and at the same time, her legs under the table brushed Albarino's knees gently. Albarino smiled and sat up straight: "Earlier, I admired people who took the initiative, ma'am, but I already have a boyfriend."

"You're right," agreed Gabriel, "let's get down to business."

"It seems that I have no choice but to give you the list of members of Sequoia Manor?" Albarino asked.

Gabriel's answer always sounds so subtly noncommittal, in a very annoying tone: "Not really, you can try for yourself what the other options are."

"Forget it, I don't want my fingers to be cut off one by one." Albarino shook his head and leaned back easily on the back of the chair, "I am a self-aware person."

This mysterious woman named Gabriel Morgenstern does not need to be further wooed or threatened. He can follow the clues left by Sequoia Manor to confirm that he has indeed been to Sequoia Manor, and he can find out where both McCard and Hardy are. Finding where he haunts without help is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do.

Albarino estimates that the phrase "breaking one's fingers one by one" should not be a threat... No, it is probably a glorification of the facts, a kind of people who are unaware of the audience but are obviously in front of them. Think the humorous expression, the real truth should be far more cruel than her words describe.

"I like the answer very much," Gabriel replied in agreement.

"And you won't pay me anything? This doesn't seem like the attitude of a so-called 'business'." Albarino asked slowly.

His voice sounded calm, but Gabriel could see the slight tension in his shoulders: he was like a very alert carnivore, ready to jump when things didn't go well.

"What you get paid depends only on how many names you're going to give me, and I'm not optimistic that I'll get the entire list with one indistinguishable threat. And I know that some of them are you. The goal of this—self-aware people don’t get their hands on the artist’s material, do they?” Gabriel answered the question calmly, she wasn’t too far off the mark to let the Sunday Gardener tell the truth about it, just to see what he’d done before. At the end of the crispness in those cases, I knew that it would not be easy for him to turn back now.

Albarino tapped the table with his knuckles: "I'll see what you can give me first."

"A safe path out of America," Gabriel said.

——It is completely conceivable that Albarino Bacchus did not have a plan for himself to escape from the country. But the other party has now been brutally killed on the official file, which has attracted the attention of the FBI, and it is not easy to leave smoothly. The network of a person who is a forensic doctor who will accept bribes is definitely not comparable to the network of a person who engages in smuggling arms, there is no doubt.

"What else?" Albarino continued to ask with interest.

The tone of his question felt as if he was not facing a guy with a mysterious and unpredictable background, but a vending machine on the side of the road. But at the same time, he would also remember the story he had read in front of Olga Molozze's illness, where the brown curly-haired fisherman saw a red-haired, green-eyed man in a cave by the sea The witch gave the fisherman a knife of green snakeskin, and he cut off his own soul with that knife.

But it comes at a price, beautiful children, and it comes at a price.

"Or," Gabriel Morgenstern said with a smile, resting one hand on his white cheek, "I can assign you an identity so you can meet the Westland pianist."

Herstal Armalet followed a guard through the prison playground, which was empty at this time, and saw the sky for the first time in his days in prison - after signing that agreement, All the links involved were quickly put into operation, and after nearly a month, the news of his adjustment to the prison was long overdue.

Jenny Griffin arrived at a federal prison earlier today to provide him with the first of those experimental drugs.

I don't know what this lady went through in the previous experiment. She watched Herstal take the first pill herself, as if she was afraid that he would secretly spit the thing out. Maybe such a thing really happened. Pass.

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