RNP Chapter 162: Lei Luo was terrified
Chapter 162: Lei Luo was terrified
Lei Luo shook his head: "Tell me quickly, I can handle it."
Old Mo chuckled, "That's good. Now you stay calm, I'm about to start showing off, no, I'm about to say it out loud."
Lei Luo breathed a sigh of relief and said speechlessly, "Looks like it's not a big deal, you can still joke about it."
After saying that, Lei Luo sat lazily on the sofa, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.
Old Mo said, "Just now, I chopped Hunter into mincemeat and fed it to the fish."
"puff……"
Lei Luo spat out a mouthful of hot tea and jumped up from the sofa.
"What did you say? You killed Hunter?"
Lei Luo stared at Old Mo with wide eyes.
Old Mo said speechlessly, "Look at you, always in such a hurry. You're already the Chief Inspector of the Chinese Detective Agency, can't you be a little more composed? How can I trust you to be the Governor like this?"
"My God, my brother! Hunter's a foreigner, how can you joke like that?"
Lei Luo was almost in tears.
"What's wrong with foreigners? Aren't foreigners human? Just tell me, how can I control them?"
Lei Luo shook his head and said, "It's out of control. This time, not only will I have to step down, but you'll be in trouble too."
Old Mo shrugged and said, "I'm someone with special abilities, what trouble do I have to fear? You're in that position, you should have a way. Tell me your thoughts?"
"Wait a minute, let me think about it first."
Lei Luo stood up and paced back and forth in the hall. He was clearly panicked.
Given his condition, Old Mo didn't expect him to come up with a solution and directly asked, "Wouldn't it work to find a scapegoat?"
Lei Luo shook his head directly and said, "You can hide it for a while, but not forever. Did anyone see you kill Hunter?"
Old Mo nodded: "Wu Shih-hao and his henchmen all saw it."
Lei Luo said speechlessly, "Then it'll be even harder to hide. Once those people are arrested, they'll sell you out completely within an hour."
Old Mo smiled and said, "If that's the case, then let's do it my way! Tell me, who is the one who can decide our life and death?"
Lei Luo looked at Old Mo warily and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Old Mo stood up, grabbed his collar, pulled him in front of him, stared at him intently, and said coldly, "What are you afraid of? I'll tell you, I'm a person with special abilities."
Am I telling you this to scare you? Tell me, who can decide our lives? Who can suppress this matter?
Lei Luo was startled by his gaze and instinctively said, "The number one CP, Robert."
The so-called "CP No. 1" is a common term used in Hong Kong; in reality, it refers to the Commissioner of Police.
Old Mo asked in a deep voice, "Do you have any information on him? Where does he live?"
Lei Luo said, "He owns three villas, all with strong security. Assassinating him is impossible. Besides, even if we killed him, it wouldn't make things better; it would only create more trouble."
Old Mo said in a deep voice, "Give me his information. I don't have time to waste talking nonsense with you here."
Helpless and anxious, Lei Luo returned to his room, took out a document, and tossed it to Lao Mo.
"Brother Mo, can you really handle this?"
At this moment, Lei Luo was extremely panicked.
Old Mo glanced at the documents and smiled.
"And where does this Hunter live? Tell me."
Reluctantly, Lei Luo had no choice but to give Hunter his home address.
Old Mo looked up at Lei Luo and said, "Brother Le, I think your so-called Chief Detective Inspector title is too low-ranking. Tell me, what kind of official position do you want?"
Lei Luo said speechlessly, "I want to be the governor. Can you make it for me?"
Old Mo shook his head and said, "Not yet, you're not capable enough. Tell me, with your current abilities, what kind of official position could you possibly hold?"
Lei Luo said speechlessly, "I'm not in the mood for jokes right now. Can't we be serious at a time like this?"
Old Mo chuckled and said, "Since you're not going to choose, then I'll choose for you. Didn't Hunter get suspended? Doesn't that leave his position vacant?"
"The superintendent is quite good, so I'll make you a superintendent! Goodbye. Be prepared, you'll be moving offices tomorrow. Don't be caught off guard and make a fool of yourself."
After saying that, Old Mo patted his behind and left.
Lei Luo didn't offer him a gift. He sat on the sofa, took out a cigar, took a deep drag, and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.
Then he spread his arms and leaned back on the sofa.
He really didn't know whether making friends with this old man was the right or wrong thing to do.
However, he was already prepared to resign.
He had already planned his path: once he quit his job, he would leave immediately. He would fly to Canada and settle there.
If Old Mo knew what he was thinking, he'd probably turn around and beat him to death.
It's 3 a.m.
In Robert's room, he and his wife were fast asleep, back to back.
There's nothing I can do; as I get older, I just don't have the energy anymore.
Just then, he felt someone gently patting his face with a cold, metallic object.
"Hey, Mr. Robert, wake up."
Robert opened his eyes and found that the lights in the room were already on; his eyes were not yet adjusted.
As his eyes gradually adjusted, they suddenly widened, and he opened his mouth as if to scream.
As a result, a gun was shoved directly into his throat.
"Waaaaah..."
Robert tried to call out but couldn't make a sound.
Old Mo said coldly, "Mr. Robert, the truth is, I'm not afraid of you screaming. If you do, I'll kill everyone in your entire villa, including your wife, your son, and your grandson. Now, do you still want to scream?"
Robert was no ordinary person either; he immediately calmed down and shook his head.
There's no way around it; it's universally acknowledged that English gentlemen are the most afraid of death, including their soldiers.
If you can win, he'll fight you to the death; if you can't, he'll surrender immediately to save his life. That's the English.
"That's more like it!"
Old Mo took out his gun and said, "Wake your wife up, let's have a proper talk, so we don't wake her up and she'll start yelling."
Robert said speechlessly, "What if I wake him up? What if he yells?"
Old Mo laughed when he heard this. These foreigners, the higher the rank, the more afraid they are of death.
They are high above others, enjoying endless resources, so it's perfectly reasonable for them to be afraid of death.
"Just wake her up, and find a way to stop her from waking up."
Robert nodded.
He patted his wife on the back: "Davina, wake up, wake up!"
Davina slowly woke up: "What is it?"
Suddenly, she saw Old Mo standing by the bed, holding a gun and smiling at her.
"what……"
A sharp scream seemed to make the entire bedroom tremble.
Robert tried to cover her mouth, but she kept moving around and he couldn't cover it at all.
It’s over.