Beautiful Man

Jason grabbed Bell Mod into the car and fastened her to the seat with extra nylon rope.

Flip out the phone from his pocket, find the agent's phone, and dial it with an encrypted phone.

"Hey, are you Christine's agent?"

The agent looked at the phone and asked in confusion, "Who are you? Are you planning to find Miss Christine as your spokesperson? Why are your caller IDs all stars?"

"Sorry, I am a professional kidnapper, and the respected Miss Christine is in my hands."

The agent smiled and said helplessly: "Sir, do you know? I have to take more than a dozen such boring calls every day. I am really busy at work, please stop making such boring calls. "

"Don't worry, I'll let Christine talk to you on the phone."

After speaking, Jason patted Belmode's face vigorously, and directly patted her awake.

"Your agent doesn't believe this cruel fact, so please speak to her."

"FUCKYOU!" Bell Morde yelled, raging anger in his eyes.

Jason put the phone to his ear: "Although only one swear word, you should be able to hear it. This is Ms. Christine's voice."

The agent on the other end of the phone finally started to panic.

"You lunatic, you kidnapped Christine!"

Jason pulled out his ears impatiently: "The last person who dared to talk to me like this was severely taught by me, and now he is like a sheep, if you are not afraid of your employer being hurt, please continue to say Right."

The agent looked solemn and shut his mouth quickly.

Christine is her biggest benefactor. If she receives any harm, then her career will be completely ruined.

"Well, just tell me, how much money does it cost to let people go?"

"Quiet! I want 100 million dollars."

"One hundred million! Are you crazy!"

Jason smiled and said: "Christine is the hottest actress in the United States. One hundred million dollars is a very fair price. If you bargain with me again, the ransom will be doubled."

"Okay! One hundred million dollars is fine. But you must ensure that Miss Christine is not harmed at all."

Jason said: "As a kidnapper, this professional ethics is still there. As long as you transfer the money to the designated account, Miss Christine can go home safe and sound, but I warn you, don't think about calling the police. "

"I understand the rules. You can send your account number now. The money must arrive in an hour. Please release her as agreed."

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Hang up the phone and send the Swiss bank account to the broker.

After sending the text message, Jason smiled and turned his head and said: "Your agent is so good to talk. If the kidnapped clients are like this, our business will be much easier."

Belmode grumbled and stared at him angrily.

"Don't look at me like that. The reason why things are going to the present level is entirely up to you."

Belmode snorted coldly: "She has promised to give you the money, let me go quickly."

Jason shook his head: "That won't work. The rules are the rules. I will never let anyone go without the money."

Belmode struggled and said, "Then you can loosen it, your tie is too tight, it hurts."

Jason turned his head and looked at her teasingly: "Your fighting skills are so great, how dare I relax my guard?"

Hearing that, Belmode stopped struggling, but instead asked curiously: "Three years ago, your skill was only slightly higher than mine. Why did you improve so quickly in just three years?"

Jason smiled, showing the usual expression of profiteers: "You ask your agent to call me another 100 million, and I can immediately make you as good as me."

Belmode raised his face again, showing an expression that I believe you are a ghost.

Jason shook his head helplessly and sighed.

In these days, people's hearts are not old, and no one believes the truth.

"By the way, how do you think about the things I told you before? If you are willing to join, I can help you upgrade for free."

Belmode sneered: "You kidnapped me and blackmailed me 100 million dollars. You are embarrassed to mention it again. I really don't know how thick your face is."

Jason squeezed his face and said with a smirk: "This is troublesome. If you don't want to join, then I have to tie you and take you back to New York."

Belmode was furious: "Jason, you bastard, didn't you just say that being a robber requires professional ethics?"

"Hehe, in the face of sufficient benefits, professional ethics is a shit."

The two argued for a long time, and Belmode suddenly calmed down and asked: "If I go back to New York with you, can we start again?"

Jason rolled his eyes, feeling a little swollen in his head.

"How to talk about it well, and talk about these love affairs again."

Belmode sarcastically said: "Unlike a heartless person like you, I have tasted the feeling of longing and loneliness in the past three years. That feeling is too torturous, and I even started to reflect on leaving you. Is the decision wrong?"

"The answer?"

"There is no answer! But when I see you and Hallie together, my heart will aches and jealous, I think this is the answer."

Jason was silent for a while, and said, "If that's the case, then you come back to New York with me."

Belmode raised his head and asked, "What about Halle?"

"It's very simple. Go to your room on one to five and her room on two to six. I fly solo on weekends. I'm very fair. I'm not biased."

Belmode was full of anger, and took a sip: "Scumbag!"

Ding!The wicked were successfully recruited by the party.

[Party:'Christine Wynyard' (Belmode)]

[Source: "Detective Conan"]

[Abilities: Mastery in Cold Weapon (Level 3), Mastery in Driving (Level 5), Mastery in Stealing (Level 5), Mastery in Fighting (Level 5), Mastery in Firearms (Level 6), Disguise (Level 8)...]

After successful recruitment, Jason helped her untie the rope.

"Snapped!"

Belmode rubbed his wrist, then slapped Jason.

Jason was beaten with a bewildered look, and said angrily: "Are you special..."

Before he could say the words, Belmode rushed forward and kissed him hard.

The battle ended after an hour.

Jason looked in the mirror and muttered: "Your uncle, can't you lighten it, your lips are broken, and this strawberry full of necks, how can I see people tomorrow?"

Belmode lay on the seat without saying a word, with a satisfied smile on his face.

How can we swear sovereignty without planting strawberries?

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Thank you [Mr Another] for the 500-point reward!