Thriller Paradise Chapter 890: The end of the game
The scene in the hidden compartment brought Jiang Daode's brain into a brief period of vacuum. ",
Feng Bujue was sitting on a chair in the cubicle with a laptop in front of him.
"You...you...how..." Jiang Daode stammered out of his mouth, but he didn't even know the whole sentence.
"Two days ago, I sneaked into the homes of your mistresses one by one." Feng Bujue got up from the chair and approached Jiang Daode step by step. "I just wanted to collect some samples of your DNA as a debunker. One of the evidences of your identity, I didn’t expect... During the process of the house, I had a windfall..."
When he said this, Jiang Daode also stepped back from the room and returned to the chairman's room.
Feng Bujue followed out, and said as he walked, "I found that you have set up such a hidden compartment in every mistress's residence..." He paused, "Ha ha... …Don’t look at me with that expression, it’s not surprising…I’m professionally trained and sensitive to the structure of the building. I can see those dark rooms and the like by visual inspection and walk testing."
In the meantime, Brother Jue had walked to the chairman's room outside, and glanced at Ouyang Jian and Jiu Tiao respectively, raised his hand for a gesture, and said hello, "I understood at the time..." He went on Just now, to Jiang Daodedao, "You are a person who has no sense of security in your own life... Even if you have lived as Jiang Daode for 20 years, you still can’t change the habit of Cunning Rabbit Sanku."
Feng Bujue finished this sentence, unplugged the telephone line on Jiang Daode’s desk, and answered with a smile, "And habit... reveals a lot of information. I can easily guess. ...In your office, there must be such a dark room for hiding." He smiled and pointed to the hidden room entrance to the side, "The result is... not what I expected."
"Well... the fingerprints and DNA needed to open that room were obtained from his mistress's house, right?" At this moment, Ouyang Jian said thoughtfully from the side.
"Yes." Feng Bujue continued, "The secret rooms of his mistress's house are also set up in the same way as here."
"So...you sneaked into this building after leaving my office this afternoon. And hid in that room to wait?" Ouyang Jian said again.
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied, and then looked at Jiang Daode, "If you still have an impression of Mr. Jiang, you should remember... This afternoon you drank a cup of coffee delivered by the secretary's sister. Suddenly felt abdominal discomfort, and then went to the toilet to squat for more than half a time."
"You...can you add medicine to my coffee?" Jiang Daode was shocked.
"Hehe...it's easy..." Feng Bujue replied in a relaxed tone, "I put the laxative down... in the secretary room... next door... under the coffee grinder... ...In the cabinet...in the sugar cube box." He paused for half a second, "If you want to ask...why do I know the approximate time you drink coffee, and whether you will add sugar or a few sugars..."
"I just reasoned out when investigating his mistress's house." Before Jiang Daode answered, Ouyang Jian interrupted.
Hearing this, Jiang Daode suddenly turned his head to look at Ouyang Jian. He looked at the latter with a look of suspicion.
"Hehe...Don't be so surprised, Mr. Jiang." Ouyang Jian said with a smile, "Since we Feng Da Wenhao has gone to your residence carefully..." He glanced at Brother Jue, "Then don't It’s the habit of drinking coffee... How many dishes do you eat at a meal, how to squeeze ointment when you brush your teeth, how many hairs you lose when you wash your head, and even how many sheets of paper you use for a large size... He knows everything.
"Just as Ouyang Jian..." After half a second, Feng Bujue quickly took the conversation, and said to Jiang Daode, "That's it..." He took a few steps forward and tapped twice with his fingers. Get off the cigar box on the table, "In addition...you should understand now. Why did I know that there is a recording cigar hidden in your cigar box?"
"You..." Jiang Daodejing said with such an afterthought, "You take advantage of me to go to the toilet..."
"~" Brother Jue snapped his fingers, and then explained. "According to my estimation... someone as cautious as you will definitely keep a few hands. So... after I found the entrance to the hidden compartment, I didn't rush in, but checked your office carefully. Again... just in case." He raised his head and glanced at the wall on the other side of the chairman's room. "Sure enough... I found a camera behind the painting over there."
Jiang Daode did not respond, and the matter is now. He won't be surprised if Brother Jue reveals any secrets about him.
"And the footage from that camera will naturally not be transmitted to the security room..." Feng Bujue continued, "In fact, I also sneaked into the surveillance room of your security department to see... …In this entire building, except for the public areas, all office areas are also equipped with cameras, but you, the chairman’s room, are the exception..." He chuckled, "Heh...then the picture of this camera Where will I be sent? The answer is obvious..." Then, Brother Jue patted the computer on Jiang Daode's desk, "Mr. Jiang...You are really a very insecure person, and this is the point. …Just can be used by me."
"You... also moved your hands and feet with the video..." Jiang Daode's tone was already lifeless when he answered this.
"It is necessary." Feng Bujue said, "Since such a camera is installed, it means...every time you leave this office and return, you will quickly check the video to confirm this period. Has anyone sneaked in." He tilted his head and smiled, and then said, "In the afternoon, you walked in a hurry because of severe abdominal pain, and did not lock the screen in time, which saved me the work of deciphering the password. ……When I came in, the computer’s screensaver was not activated, I can use it whatever I want."
"So you took a screenshot of the monitoring screen and changed it to loop playback, covering the few seconds before you entered the cubicle." Ouyang Jian followed Jue's thoughts and added a sentence.
"ye~" Brother Jue nodded and looked at Jiang Daode again, "And when our Mr. Jiang returned to the office, he must have clicked on the video immediately and checked it with fast forward speed. However... Under the premise that no one has come in, the picture is still static. Even if you slow down and watch it carefully, you may not be able to find the splicing point of the video. Look like him... undoubtedly you can't see the flaw."
"It seems...Mr. Jiang didn't expect it in his dream..." Ouyang Jian said with a smile. "In fact, there is someone... as early as five or six hours ago, he has sneaked into his hidden compartment used to deal with emergencies."
At this point, everyone fell into silence for several seconds.
A few seconds later, Jue brother looked at Jiang Daode and said, "Okay, Mr. Jiang who is about to be Mr. Feng, it is time to explain... I can explain it." He stretched out his hand and made a "please" The action, "This bet...can you be convinced to lose?"
"Lose?" Jiang Daode's eyes flashed and he snorted coldly, "Did I lose?" He said aside. Moved a few steps sideways, and began to untie his tie.
"Ahhhhh...what are you doing?" Feng Bujue smiled playfully, and followed the other side to the more open carpet in the room.
"What about you?" Jiang Daode moved his neck around.
"Hmm...Considering that the sound insulation of your chairman's room is as good as the hidden compartment next door, it might not be very useful to shout for help outside the door." Feng Bujue pretended to analyze, "and Turning your head and running away...obviously it is not a good idea. With this distance between you and me, if you turn around and open the door, I am afraid that the door will not open before the person will be knocked down..."
Brother Jue licked his lips, frowned and said, "So...you really don't have many choices." He looked up and down at Jiang Daode who was moving his limbs and joints. He smiled and said, "He...Look at the look of your unbuttoned collar and cuffs, and you are doing some senseless warm-up exercises with a murderous look. Are you going to do it with me?"
"Aren't you trying to smoke me?" Jiang Daode said. Putting on a posture in a decent way, "I want to see who smokes whom..."
"Mr. Jiang, I have to remind you." Feng Bujue said, "I investigated you in detail... I know you are a karate purple belt, and you deliberately studied it after you obtained your current status. .I also made a bet based on knowing this..."
"Huh... bluffing is just a waste of your own time." Jiang Daode's face was grim. On the contrary, it raised a bit of momentum. After all, this is related to the gamble in his future life, even if he is dying, it is better than just waiting to die.
"Mr. Kujo." Feng Bujue smiled non-committal and turned his head to look at Kujo. "The five-minute time limit...how long is there?"
Kujo's Yuguang always stared at the embrace in his hand, and almost immediately when Brother Jue asked a question, he answered "Seven seconds...Six, five..."
When he uttered the word "seven seconds," Jiang Daode felt that he had won. In less than seven seconds...what could he do? Even if you come to a KGB agent, you may not be able to equalize a karate purple belt-level man in such a short period of time, right?
Furthermore, what Brother Jue was doing was "sucking" instead of "laying down" or "fisting and kicking the body"; so seven seconds is not enough.
However...
At this moment, Feng Bujue's figure flickered, and he disappeared from the sight of Jiang Daode and Ouyang Jian.
At this moment, the expressions in the nine eyes changed slightly, but the expression was still cold and composed, and the countdown in the mouth did not stop "four, three..."
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Daode's body twisted in an extremely strange posture, and slowly fell to his knees.
During this process, a black shadow constantly flashed around Jiang Daode's body, and the latter's body continued to make a muffled fist to the flesh and the crackling of the joints...
"Two, one...Time is up." Nine items finished counting the time.
Feng Bujue's figure also reappeared.
Jiang Daode fell to the ground with a blue nose and a swollen face, his body twitching slightly, and the expression on his face... as if he had picked up a piece of soap in front of a few strong men a while ago.
The shock, fear, pain, combined with the look of unrequited love, made his face that had undergone extensive plastic surgery extremely distorted.
"Mr. Feng." From this moment, Jiujiao's name for "Jiang Daode" changed, "I think you should understand without me...you lost."
"ke...ka...ah..." Mr. Feng uttered a few syllables, but he couldn't speak, even if he could... don't know what to do now.
Kneeling for mercy? That's useless, Mr. Feng knows best... In front of the gambling emperor, no matter who or how to intercede, they can't stop them from collecting gambling debts. Even if the winning side voluntarily proposes that the losing side no longer needs to repay, Gambling Huangzhai will not terminate the debt collection.
Twenty years ago, the real Jiang Daode...begged for mercy when he lost his life. But he knocked his head to pieces and didn't change his ending.
It is the tragic situation before Jiang Daode dying that made Mr. Feng unsettled for the past twenty years...
Because deep down in his heart, he still understands that he is essentially that "funny Feng", a professional gambler.
At the age of twenty-five, he has been abducted and stolen all day long, and entering and leaving the detention center is commonplace. One day... he met a man from South Korea in an underground casino.
That night... his life changed.
The rich second-generation Jiang Daode was actually a member of Huang Zhai. But... his gambling skills are not much better than ordinary people. After Feng won away all the money from his body, he drank his energy. Jiang Daode proposed a separate gambling game and called in "gamblers".
So, an opportunity was presented in front of Feng... and he seized it.
Gambling...that's how it is. When Jiang Daode lost his "life", he sobered up from alcohol. He went from shock, to anger, to fear, to weeping... those twisted, abominable, sad, pathetic in human nature... were vividly expressed by the dying man.
After that night, "Hunhun Feng" disappeared, and half a year later, he became the current "Jiang Daode".
In the past twenty years, he has used other people's wealth, education, appearance... and his own talents, as well as some less glorious methods. Created a career. He got everything he dreamed of...money, women, social status, he even thought of getting involved in politics.
It's a pity...all this is still a "dream" after all, a dream that should belong to someone else.
When he woke up from the dream, he looked back on the past twenty years. There was a glimmer of fortune in my heart... because this dream was long enough and beautiful enough. Even if he had to face death after waking up, he no longer regretted it.
"Are you leaving?" After a moment, Jiujiao looked at Feng Bujue.
"Yes, I have something else to do." Feng Bujue said. "The life of ‘Jiang Daode’, I’ll ‘deposit’ the gambling house for the time being, okay?"
"Yes. Whenever you want to use it, just contact us." Jiujiao replied.
"As for this person..." Brother Jue glanced at Mr. Feng on the ground, "What are you going to do with it?"
"It is not difficult for him to restore his identity." Kujo replied, "In terms of details... Mr. Feng doesn't have to bother."
"Hehe...I should have guessed a little too." Brother Jue responded with a smile, and then said to Ouyang Jian, "What are you still waiting for? Want to stay for supper?"
"I'm going..." Ouyang Jian didn't seem to recall from the scene just now, "You really have superpowers?"
"Then what do you think?" Brother Jue asked rhetorically.
"Of course I thought you were just talking nonsense to me as usual..." The more Ouyang Jian, the louder his voice ~ IndoMTL.com~ Because he thought about it, the more he felt it was a bit outrageous, "I was thinking about it just now. …Are you going to make a fool of yourself, and then take out something like pepper spray or electric shock device… As a result, you will perform an instant prison kill…"
"Haha...well, I'll tell you more on the way back." Feng Bujue just smirked, but he rarely saw Ouyang's uncomfortable complaints.
The two of them walked towards the door.
Just before they were about to go out, Kujo suddenly said, "Mr. Feng...before leaving, I want to remind you in my own capacity..."
"Oh?" Brother Jue turned his head and looked back, "Mr. Kujo, what can you advise?"
"People like'we'..." Kujo replied coldly, "It's not that you can't deal with ordinary people, but...before you do it, it's best to think clearly... should it be worth it? ."
Feng Bujue was silent for a few seconds after hearing the words, and replied solemnly, "Thank you Mr. Jiu Tiao for reminding, Feng Mou... must keep it in mind." (To be continued...)
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