While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 906 Forming an Alliance
"Don't be so heartless, Bethel."

Facing Bethel Pat's rejection, Song He waved his hands indifferently, even moved his chair to the other party's side, shyly leaned over and said with a smile: "It's rare to meet an acquaintance here, why don't we How about going hand in hand?"

Song He's spontaneous cooking made Bethel Pat twist his body uncomfortably, but his hand holding the wine glass remained steady, and even the mirror-smooth surface of the wine in the glass did not sway. Make a ripple.

"Mr. Sun, as the ace investigator of the Qin Xialong Team, your ability is beyond doubt, but..." Bethel Pat looked Song He seriously, and said meaningfully: "...you can appear in the What the people in this observation hall lack most is ability."

As soon as Bethel Pat finished speaking, many people sitting around him showed expressions of approval, and they cast their eyes on Bethel Pater, obviously understanding what he said deep meaning.

At the same time, because Bethel Pat disclosed Song He's identity information with a slightly loud volume, Song He, who had already attracted the attention of many people, once again gained a lot of attention.

But Song He didn't care about it. After all, Sun Xiaohai's name was clearly written on the invitation letter he received and on the boat ticket, and when he approached Bethel Pat, he wanted to use the other party's mouth to tell him about it. Spread the name.

So Song He continued to sit carelessly beside Bethel Pat, rubbing his chin while looking at Bethel Pat who took the opportunity to announce the bottom line of the alliance.

"I have to say, if there is one gentleman left in this world, it is you, Bethel." Song He flattered him with a sincere expression, and then suggested: "And a gentleman, is it you?" would refuse to ally with an honest man like me, would he?"

"A person of integrity?" Bethel Pat recalled what Song He had done and the tragic end of a certain newspaper editor. Words such as cunning, insidious, shameless, despicable and so on flashed through his mind.

And after all these words passed through his mind, the dim and somewhat distorted word "integrity" struggled to get out of Bethel Pat's memory about Song He, and disappeared after twisting twice.

Thinking of this, Bethel Pat took a sip of the wine in his glass and said in an incomprehensible tone: "Mr. Sun, why are you so persistent in forming an alliance with me?"

"Because we had a pleasant cooperation!" Song He laughed. Seeing that the blood vessels in the corners of Bethel Pat's eyes became faintly throbbing, he restrained his joke and said solemnly: "Because I don't trust others."

A simple sentence successfully distracted Bethel Pat's attention, but it still didn't dispel the doubts in his heart.

Seeing this, Song He naturally showed some sincerity on his face, and explained patiently and full of sincerity: "In the process of carrying out the task, I did use some means that you don't like."

"But I believe that as a lawyer, you also understand that the first attribute of people like you and me is undoubtedly our own national attribute, and then it is our turn."

"Therefore, even if I find that you are the kind of person I respect and trust the most during the task, I must first find ways to complete the task assigned to me by the country before making friends with you."

"Perfect rhetoric." Bethel Pat gently shook the wine in his glass, and the expression on his face eased a little: "If this is the reason you choose to form an alliance with me, then what reason should I use? Come to promise you?"

I rely on!

You are still in good spirits!
If it weren't for some bad guy, he would never ally with me, and what's the matter with you!
"Then you can only judge by yourself." Song He, who was silently complaining about someone in his heart, spread his hands indifferently: "I don't know if you have any intersection with other people here, and I don't know if you will get along with them." I ally."

"So the only thing I can do is to express my attitude and promise not to betray you after forming an alliance with you."

Hearing this, Bethel Pat glanced at the people sitting alone or chatting together in the entire viewing hall. After comparing it with Song He in his memory, he quickly confirmed that none of them could win in Song He's hands. to cheap.

Including himself!
This conclusion made Bethel Pat, who had always had a high opinion of himself, quite unwilling, but as a lawyer, he was always very rational, so he quickly made a decision.

He took out a delicate silver wine jug the size of half a palm from his bosom, gently shook it at Song He and said, "Mr. Sun, this is my favorite wine, would you like a glass? "

Song He smiled happily, looked at the empty wine glass on the small table in front of him, put his hand into his bosom, secretly took out a white porcelain wine cup from the ring, held it with two fingers and sent it to Bethel Pat.

Bethel Pat raised his eyebrows slightly, poured Song He a glass of wine from the portable wine glass, and then looked at him with burning eyes.

"Happy cooperation, Bethel." Song He smiled freely and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation. Then he put away the wine cup and looked around and said eagerly: "Can you introduce me to the situation here?"

Bethel Pat, who swallowed the last sip of wine in the wine glass, saw Song He's expression after he had pushed himself into a complete defeat, and suddenly felt that he had made a correct decision.

And just when Song He and Bethel Pat were forming an alliance, two figures suddenly walked into the viewing hall, and Song He's eyes were fixed!
The leader was tall and thin, with amazingly bright eyes, and the second followed respectfully, dressed like a loyal housekeeper.

It is the mixed-race man and the loyal uncle!
Sure enough...

Song He watched the mixed-race man and Uncle Zhong enter the arena calmly, and at the same time he thought that he hadn't seen him for a long time, he suddenly found that the hall filled with background music and whispers suddenly became a little quieter.

"Huh?" Song He put on a curious look in a timely manner, pointing to the people around who were paying attention to the mixed-race man and asked, "Why are everyone looking at them?"

"They..." Bethel Pat, who was also watching the mixed-race man and his loyal uncle, clicked his tongue: "In the two events I participated in, this mixed-race young man was well-deserved to be the strongest and the final winner. "

"Whether acting alone or in alliance with others, the winner is the final winner who gets more than half of the coins every time. He is the most well-deserved strongest existence in this event!"

Bethel Pat's adoring tone made Song He quite familiar. After a little recollection, he suddenly remembered that Ishikawa Hayato had also used similar words to evaluate mixed-race men.

But when Song He was curious about what the mixed-race man had done, Sarah Boris, who was sitting alone in the corner, looked at a loss.

Because although she expected to see the target she had been following for nearly two years after boarding the ship, she found that after seeing the mixed-race man, she became at a loss as to what she should do next!

But fortunately, this daze didn't last long, and was interrupted by the sudden sound of the punctual bell in the observation hall.

And after the melodious bell rang, Tang Xu's voice, which was quite familiar to everyone, suddenly sounded:

"Passengers, this voyage is about to officially begin, please get ready to welcome this carnival feast that belongs to everyone here!"

(End of this chapter)