Roger said:
"This is a story. If you are not satisfied with it, please don't be upset, Ms. Zhang.
It is said that during the late Qing Dynasty, there was a Zhang family in Gyeonggi Province. They were a large family and there were many powerful people in the family. One winter, the son of Sanfang brought a woman to live at home without telling the old man.
This stay lasted for half a month. It wasn't until the maid called for dinner that she found out that there was a woman in the third young master's house and she was giving birth to a child.
The old man asked about the woman's identity. She was a poor and thin horse. He had raised it since he was eight years old. When he grew up, he was just given as a gift when the man was killed by an assassin and became a slave.
But she couldn't help but look good, there are always people who are lustful, so this woman used a knife to cut her face randomly, disfiguring her face, and then escaped.
After hearing this, the third son of the Zhang family felt that the woman was pitiful, so he used money to help her open a tavern. Over time, the two of them developed a relationship. However, due to the rules of the Zhang family, the woman could not enter the house for life, and the two could only be together in private.
It’s strange to say that after the two of them got together, the scars on the woman’s face healed little by little, all disappeared, and she became even more beautiful than before—”
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
Zhang Yanran, who was sitting in front of the long table, strode up to Roger with a smoking gun and pointed it at his forehead.
"If you say anything again, I will kill you!"
Smelling the smell of gunpowder in the air, Roger's eyelids twitched. Although he said that his bet was right, it seemed that he had gone too far.
There are some discrepancies in the story, but this thin horse is actually Zhang Yanran’s mother. Because of the lustful intentions of the fourth room, the Zhang family forced her to death in order not to publicize the family scandal. The third room also saw the corruption of the family, and when the child grew up, Finally, he chose to commit suicide, leaving behind an unnecessary granddaughter who saved his life.
"Ms. Zhang, what I'm talking about is a story about the late Qing Dynasty, not your family affairs."
Click——
Zhang Yanran pushed the trigger, as if Roger would shoot immediately if his next sentence was wrong.
I was still thinking of persuading me, but it seems that I need to take some strong medicine:
"Let me tell you clearly, the police are outside. If you beat me to death, you will never get revenge. Those people will also have an excuse to put you in jail. All your efforts over the years will be in vain!"
Zhang Yanran didn't allow anyone to mention her mother. She stepped forward with her right hand and pressed the muzzle of the gun against Roger's forehead. Because of the turbulence in her heart, her right hand holding the gun couldn't stop trembling.
"And let me say it again, I am here today to ask for cooperation. My boss is going to take over the Canglang Gang. The court will auction the stolen goods at that time. You can use the Zhang family's signature to buy it. Everyone will get something, and it will be a win-win situation."
Mentioning the Zhang family, Zhang Yanran's eyes drifted away, and Roger took action instantly and grabbed the gun.
"do not move!
I'm really here to cooperate. "
Zhang Yanran didn't seem to be afraid of the gun. Instead, she pushed her forehead forward and pressed against the muzzle of the gun:
"Stop pretending, don't you just want to kill me and take back the hotel management rights?
Come on, shoot me in the head! "
Zhang Yanran was a little crazy, and Roger felt a little guilty. He felt a little guilty about opening someone else's wound himself.
Remove the magazine and throw the gun away.
Bang dong——
The gun came into close contact with the floor.
"Now you believe me." Roger looked helplessly at Zhang Yanran.
However, what Roger didn't know was that the moment he threw the gun, an infrared red dot aimed at his eyebrows disappeared. Just now, he had walked away from the gate of hell.
Zhang Yanran didn't expect that the person in front of her actually came to cooperate with her. But how did he know those things?
Those people back then, not a single one was left behind, they all disappeared. It is impossible for anyone to go out and talk loudly.
suck--
Zhang Yanran took a deep breath, pulled out the chair next to her and sat down:
"I don't know where Mr. Luo heard this story."
"I analyzed it and guessed that although the Zhang family's house is clean, the third son of the Zhang family will still have friends, and there will also be regular customers in the restaurant they jointly opened. If you don't want others to know, unless you don't do anything, anything will happen. Leave clues behind.
Unfortunately, I guessed correctly. I made Miss Zhang unhappy today. I'm sorry. "
Zhang Yanran's smart eyes met Roger's. She didn't expect that such secret information could be obtained through analysis. She recalled her own stress reaction. It was obvious that the other party had guessed correctly.
She tried her best to control her emotions. She didn't want anyone to expose her scars again, and said perfunctorily: "Okay, let's assume you are right for now. What did you mean by cooperation?"
"Is such that……"
The plan is very thorough and does not require much effort. The main thing is to use the name of the Zhang family to fish in troubled waters.
Thinking about the Zhang family, she felt sick. The murderer who killed her mother was so high up that she couldn't take revenge.
The old man has not completely died. As long as the old man dies, that person will definitely come to kill him, and he does not have to worry about agreeing to the old man's terms of peace.
"By the way, you just said your name, was it Roger?" Zhang Yanran suddenly asked.
Roger nodded: "Yeah, Roger, what's wrong?"
"That Roger from CSI Securities Analysis Room No. 1?"
This time it was Roger's turn to be curious. Zhang Yanran had never seen it herself, so how could she know so clearly?
"Well, if the number one analyst isn't named by that name right now, it should be me!"
"Did you receive a CD while you were in the interview?"
"You mean, during the interview where we talked about the economy?" Roger remembered that he had indeed received a CD many years ago. The staff said that it contained a story about a girl. He was busy at the time and couldn't tolerate anyone in his eyes, so he gave it to lost.
"Yes! I promise your cooperation, but you have to agree to one condition."
"You speak."
"How did you analyze just now? Teach me for a month." Zhang Yanran didn't expect that her idol was right in front of her. She was blind. Just now, she pointed a gun at his forehead. No wonder the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it. It was better than the one in the magazine. She is thinner and older, but also more mature.
Yes, talk about cooperation and sell yourself.
After pondering for a moment, Roger said: "I can teach you, but whether you can learn it or not depends on your own understanding."
"good!"
Zhang Yanran hugged Roger excitedly, like hugging a lifeboat in the wild sea.
Ever since her father left, she didn't trust anyone around her. She would roll her eyes and ridicule her. This was always the norm.
The only care I had was from the old man who was about to expire. If he hadn't taken care of him, the grass on his grave might be three meters high.
But the other party, after all, is the Zhang family. Whether it is because of the guilt of conscience or the longing for her father that she loves her so much, she doesn't know, or in other words, she doesn't dare to reveal the truth.
In the past two years, if Jiaojiao hadn't been here, he might have died a long time ago, but Jiaojiao is just a killer who escaped from the killer organization. He knows nothing but killing. He can usually protect himself, but if he really wants to do something, he still can't. Not as good as yourself.
Roger did not unplug Zhang Yanran, and there were no evil thoughts in his mind.
When he got closer, he saw the dense self-inflicted knife marks on the other person's ears. He felt ashamed of his past arrogance. If he could calm down and listen to the CD, maybe Zhang Yanran would not be like this now. Fortunately, she is still not late.
