I'm just acting like a pervert, I'm actually a good prisoner

The luxurious reception room was filled with smoke.

Compared with John's room, the suite on the seventh floor was more gorgeously decorated. You couldn't even see the living room first when you entered the door, but had to walk through a corridor with decorative paintings.

When he found out that Xie Qi was the one who called him, the man named Paul's expression suddenly changed, from arrogant to respectful in surprise. He didn't mind Xie Qi wearing waiter's clothes, and quickly took him to his room.

Xie Qi didn't say anything about Paul's arrogant attitude, but just walked in with a smile.

The only person on this ship who knew Paul's phone number was John, who was higher than him. He had never met him before, but he also knew that John's status was higher than his. Although he was reluctant, since he had come to him, no matter what he thought in his heart, he had to look good on the surface.

After the two sat down on the sofa, Paul took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to Xie Qi first. After being rejected, he began to smoke.

He hadn't asked Xie Qijie in advance if he minded him smoking. The pungent smell of nicotine mixed with the faint smoke, and within a moment, the two of them seemed to be in the clouds.

Xie Qi's expression remained unchanged, staring at Paul's every move.

Paul took a few puffs of cigarettes, and after he was satisfied, he remembered to ask Xie Qi what he wanted to see him about.

Seeing that he didn't ask about his identity, Xie Qi smiled slightly: "You also know that we are on the ship this time for a mission, but suddenly there were some small problems."

Then, he informed the other party about the escape of the goods brought to the auction.

"This group of people is really useless. They can't even take care of the goods. If I had such people under my command, I would have fired them long ago."

Paul listened and made comments.

Although the words criticized his subordinates, in fact, in the eyes of others, there was more ridicule of Xie Qi, as if he was saying that he was incompetent and couldn't manage his subordinates.

"So what do you want me to do now that you come to see me?"

He knocked the cigarette butt in the ashtray, shook off the ashes, and put the cigarette holder back into his mouth.

Staring at the accumulated ashes in the ashtray for a while, Xie Qi did not get angry because of his attitude, but changed the subject.

"Sir, you love smoking. Judging from the number of cigarette butts in the ashtray, you can smoke two packs of cigarettes a day?"

When the topic turned to cigarettes, Paul looked a little strange, but he also acquiesced to his statement.

"Excessive smoking can cause the rupture of arterial plaques, and the blood clots formed later will block the coronary arteries and induce myocardial infarction..."

Listening to Xie Qi's words about the effects of smoking on the body, Paul's face became a little ugly.

He put out the remaining cigarette butt and said in a bad tone: "Did you come here this time just to persuade me to quit smoking?"

"How could that be?"

Xie Qi still maintained a friendly attitude, "It's just that when you were scared by me just now, your heartbeat and blood flow speed increased, and nicotine and carbon monoxide will cause blood vessels to contract. Under such a shock, it is natural for blood vessels to rupture, right?"

Paul frowned, feeling that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

The words that the man in front of him had just said did not seem to be worried about him, but he couldn't think of what it was like.

"Since there is nothing, please go back. I should also wash up and rest."

As the words of seeing him off came out, Paul put his hand on the handrail and was about to stand up.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xie Qi did not keep him, "It's really late."

As he said, he took out John's pistol from his waist and put it on the table.

"!!!"

Sitting back in his seat, Paul's heart beat fast, his head was a little dizzy, and he didn't know what to say.

"Then let's get to the point."

Xie Qi stood up from the sofa and looked down at Paul, who was speechless due to fear.

"I came here for only one thing this time."

With an interesting arc on his lips, Xie Qi walked around the coffee table between the two of them and ran his fingers across the sofa behind him.

"It's about how to let you die naturally."

"After all, as a distinguished guest on the seventh floor, you can't disappear as easily as the owner of this phone."

The words that came to Paul's ears made him panic. The other party was not from the church, but came to him after killing the owner of the phone.

"I, I really don't know anything. The church just asked me to make friends with politicians, and didn't tell me the rest... Really, it's true!"

The trembling voice was completely different from the previous steady voice. Just a pistol could make this self-righteous upper-class gentleman become no different from a beggar on the street. They all abandoned their dignity in order to survive.

Finding his reaction very interesting, Xie Qi watched Paul from behind, ready to move, thinkingThe action of holding the gun on the table in his hand and casually placing his hand on his head immediately made Paul unable to move.

He leaned down and observed the blood vessels bursting on his neck, and estimated whether this degree was enough.

Xie Qi continued to speak: "I believe you, after all, you have no reason to lie to me, right?"

"Yes, yes! What do you want? Money or status? I can give you both! And I won't tell the church after I get out. As long as you let me go, everything I have is yours!"

The tempting conditions came out of Paul's mouth.

"Well... it's really tempting."

Hearing that these seemed to move the other party, Paul became more excited and hurriedly said various conditions, just to save his life.

"I didn't expect you to cherish your life so much."

Xie Qi smiled and said, "Look at your pale face, are you really that scared?"

Hearing his question, Paul didn't speak.

What a joke, who wouldn't be afraid when facing death? Even beggars on the street don't want to die, let alone people like him who have everything enviable.

"In that case, I'll let you go."

"What?"

Paul couldn't believe his ears. Was this guy really going to let him go?

"Yeah, don't you want to leave?"

Xie Qi held the back of the sofa and looked at Paul, who was still sitting there, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Go, go, go! I'll leave right away! This room is yours, and I won't bring anyone with me!"

Paul's face flushed with excitement. His body, which was neither fat nor thin, jumped up swiftly, saying something he didn't believe.

Haha! This silly boy must be a novice.

Did he really believe the conditions he said?

When he gets out, he'll immediately go find those bodyguards and make it difficult for this kid to fly!

After this experience, he must have bodyguards around him, and he can't go out alone just because it's troublesome...

Complex thoughts jumped into his mind. In just a few seconds, Paul had turned from successfully escaping to how to torture Xie Qi in the future.

The door to the room was right in front of me. Fortunately, I hadn't locked the door when I came in, so I could just turn the handle and go out.

Five steps!

Four steps!

Three steps!

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