When director prando served as chief of the police station in the tenar city regional police station, he saw far more complexity than ordinary people. It was precisely because he had seen so many people and was in officialdom that he keenly caught a point - delier did not really know the three people, especially when he saw three guys who were beyond recognition and could not even find a human shape, but could break their forged identity at once.

    Delier doesn''t know the three people, but he knows what to say, which means that the "breath" put forward by delier in this matter is not his most real appeal, and he should have other purposes. At the same time, this awakening also made him more confused. Whether it was blackmailing the director of the regional police station or hoping to blackmail the gang leader Gordo, it was not a good choice for a sissy like delier.

    He can''t be protected by Mrs. Vivian forever. At the same time, for Mrs. Vivian, delier may not be irreplaceable. Using his life as a chip to blackmail two people he can''t afford to offend, is he crazy, or do you have any other ideas?

    So prando pulled him aside and asked, "what do you really want from me?", the smile on his face disappeared and was replaced by a touch of gloom. "No matter what you want, make an offer first. This is not a one-man game. There must be many parties to join in order to complete the final transaction."

    Delier was stunned and looked aside, "I don''t know what you said!"

    "You know!", Prandtl''s tone was very blunt. He sneered, "do you want money? Come here to fish for someone who can''t say his name? Or what have you done to solve the future problems in this way? Say it and I''ll think about it."

    In fact, the more straightforward he was at this time, the more he dared not go too far. It was due to delier''s hesitation and hesitation and a trace of timidity that prando saw a ray of opportunity.

    He can''t afford to offend Mrs. Vivian, but he can''t afford to offend the sissy in front of him. Indeed, this sissy is Mrs. Vivian''s person, but people are different. People have a price in this society. It is clear at a glance which is more important, a director of a regional police station or a curator of an art museum. If he offended delier or even did something too much, Mrs. Vivian would probably be angry with him.

    But anger is not hatred. Anger is always the product of a time. Even if it takes a long time, it will gradually dissipate. He thought he could compensate Mrs. Vivian''s anger in his own way, but he suffered from the fear of the unknown like now.

    He was eager to know what delier''s purpose was?

    Delier twitched twice at the corners of his mouth. When he felt prando stabbing himself like a real fierce look, his heart began to accelerate, his body began to heat, and his back began to sweat. He opened his mouth to say something but didn''t say it. The next second he felt a huge force attacking him and bumping him into the wall behind him.

    With a bang, delier''s face showed a painful expression. Prando grabbed his collar with both hands, lifted him up and pressed him tightly against the wall.

    "My patience is limited, and I don''t like guessing games. You can''t say it, but you need to know where this is. There are at least 2000 stinking men waiting to fuck your ass. I don''t guarantee that you can leave here standing, and all the choices are up to you!" prando was also cruel. He didn''t know what delier''s purpose was, I don''t know what delier will say when he goes back, but he will never say good things about himself.

    If the matter is very simple, Mrs. Vivian can say bad things about him in front of the mayor at most, but if the matter is very serious, delier''s statement is likely to make him lose something he can''t lose.

    In that case, why not bet?

    Delier''s face, which was dazed and his back cracked like pain, began to turn white. The sweat couldn''t stand on his makeup face, and rolled directly onto prando''s hand. He grinned and hummed for about ten seconds before he shouted, "I said, let go of me, let go of me!"

    Prando loosened his hands, took a step back, took down his cigarette and stuffed it into delier''s mouth. "I''m listening!"

    Delier took a cigarette nervously, took it off his lips with a cigarette in his trembling hand, and his eyes turned twice, "I want money, a lot of money..."

    Boom!

    Prandot punched him on the cheek and hit the wall, "you lie!"

    This judgment can be made based on two points. The first point is that delier art museum may be tall in the perception of ordinary people, and there are no profitable projects. Except occasionally teaching some students, there is no way to make money. But prando knows that many husbands like to choose some "elegant" works of art that people can''t understand in the delier Art Museum. He can''t appreciate those paintings or sculptures, but it doesn''t prevent every art from selling at an amazing price. With the patronage of these ladies, delier, the curator of the art museum, will not be short of money at all.

    Second, if you use such means to extort wealth from him or gordol, it is too naive and too low. You know, with the help of Mrs. Vivian''s power, Mrs. Vivian''s words alone are enough to make many people line up to send money to delier.

    So prando thought delier had lied, which also made him more frightened!

    Delier was almost ready to cry. His lips trembled violently, squeezing out some repeated words from the gap of his lips, "this is true, this is true!"

    Prando''s narrowed eyes twinkled with a fierce light. Now he began to wonder if someone had designed a trap and waited for him to jump, and then he jumped like a pig. His breath also became thick and close to delier. The tips of their noses almost met, "I don''t ask who you serve. After I turn around, I will forget what I said and heard. No matter what the outcome is, I will ensure your safety. Now just tell me who your goal is."

    Looking at delier, who still didn''t want to tell the truth, prando directly pulled out his pistol and put it on delier''s jaw. "You have a minute to consider whether to say it or not, but don''t regret it after you make a choice!"