Jason?!

Lothar's answer made Beard and Rosslow look horrified.

Especially Beard's pupils shrank for a while.

No one knows who Jason is better than Beard.

Even at this moment, Beard could clearly picture in his mind the dull, indifferent look in Jason's eyes when he saw him.

That look didn't look like he was looking at a person at all.

Rather, look at a thing, an object.

No!

It's not a thing, an object.

It's arbitrary.

I casually noticed the grass, stones and dead branches on the roadside.

It seems that in his eyes, people are not as important as the 'nutritious meal' in his hand.

This feeling made Beard very uncomfortable, but he could only endure it silently.

Because he knew that if anything happened to him, he would definitely be the one to die.

It was like this before!

Now?

After silently assessing, Beard spoke directly.

"That Jason is too dangerous!"

"He is completely different from other 'violators'. Just sitting there eating, I feel like facing a scary monster - my sixth sense keeps reminding me to stay away from his food, otherwise I will

die."

Beard said in a deep voice.

"But are there any other options now?"

"Compared with elevators 2, 3, 4, and 5, this is the safest..."

Lothar 11 explained, but before he finished speaking, the eleventh heir to the Lothar family suddenly froze.

Elevators 2, 3, 4, and 5 will most likely have traps.

So there is no 'trap' in Elevator 1?

In other words, is Elevator No. 1 really safe?

The other party has been planning for so long. Doesn’t he have a backup plan?

Between the assassination of Sender 9, Schilling's suicide, and his leaving the conference hall, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Lothar's mouth.

Just as he guessed before, the other party is familiar with Sender 9.

Likewise, the other party is also familiar with him.

It was more familiar than he imagined.

Therefore, the other party at this time has already arranged everything!

All he was waiting for was for him to step into the 'trap' that had already been arranged.

"It seems we have fallen into a trap!"

Lothar 11 looked at Beard and Rosslow said.

The bitter smile on his face disappeared, leaving only calm.

The voice is also extremely calm.

His eyes have hidden edge.

He doesn't want to get involved, not only because he is not used to this kind of life, but also because he is afraid of trouble.

Is it about life?

He must be serious.

"What's the meaning?"

Roslo, who had just been caught in the prospect of close contact with the 'violent' and was horrified, was completely unable to react at this time.

Beard on the side turned and looked at the elevator button.

There are 30 elevator buttons in total, arranged in two rows.

At this moment, the number marked 4 is lighting up.

Beard reached up and touched the button labeled four.

He wishes to cancel the order to reach this floor.

But it didn't work at all.

Not only did this button lose its function, but other buttons also lost their function at this moment. Beard pressed several times to no avail.

Sweat overflowed from his forehead, and Beard subconsciously looked at Lothar 11.

"What do we do?"

Since the 'hijacking' just now, Lothar 11 has unknowingly taken over the leadership of the three of them.

At this time, Lothar 11 did not look at Beard and Rosslow again, but said in an increasingly calm voice: "Wait."

wait?

What are you waiting for?

Waiting to die?

Roslo couldn't help but curse in his heart, but when he saw that the friend of life and death didn't say anything, he immediately began to wait patiently.

bite!

In the crisp electronic music.

The 4th floor has arrived.

…

Pers returned to his room.

He ignored the USB flash drive plugged into the computer and tried his best not to look at the USB flash drive.

Although Jason had told him that the USB flash drive was not directly dangerous, Pers still felt a little nervous in his heart. He always felt that there was a pair of invisible eyes staring at him in the room that originally belonged to him.

This feeling is really terrible.

As a last resort, Pers squatted in front of the cat's nest again and stretched out his hand.

There is no cat in the cathouse.

Pers knew.

However, he can fantasize about having a cat.

Feel that furry feeling.

The next moment, there seemed to be four cats that really wanted to be touched, but with arrogant expressions, appearing in front of this 'contactee'.

First is the pure black Dahei.

Next is the pure white Dabai.

Then there are the black and white cows.

Finally, there is his favorite orange.

happiness!

It fills my heart unconsciously.

As the tension continued to ease, Perls began to think of Jason's words, and he began to talk to himself as before.

"'Golden Sheep' Jialun was successfully persuaded by me."

"But player Jason...is unmoved."

"what should I do?"

"If we just leave like this, isn't the success rate a bit low?"

"no!"

"I need at least a higher success rate."

"And, there's still money."

"A lot of money will inevitably be needed to change the look."
To be continued...