The counterattack of the reserve dad

Chapter 46 The Dead

"Ahem..." A thin man, wearing a big hat and a mask, walked quickly in the warm temperature of early spring.

He kept coughing in a low voice along the way, and even though it attracted the attention of passers-by, no one became suspicious.

He raised his hand to stop a taxi, and vaguely reported the name of the location several times.The driver frowned and turned back to ask him, and what he responded to was a series of violent coughs.The man lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, typed a few words on the input field of the text message, and showed it to him.

Only then did the driver see clearly, sat back in the driver's seat, and opened the window: "Why don't you go to the hospital?"

"Ahem...some things need to be dealt with first." The man put the phone back in his pocket and took it out again after a few seconds.He coughed again, looking at the phone screen with a look of annoyance in his eyes.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and watched the guest's series of actions.

The man put his hands in his pockets and looked out the window blankly.

Curious about the privacy of guests is not something a qualified taxi driver should do. 20 minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of a coffee shop.There is nothing special about this coffee shop from the outside, but there are separate boxes inside, which are suitable for guests to talk. As long as the sign of Do Not Disturb is hung, a cup of coffee can keep guests staying for three hours.

The man paid the fare and got out of the car in a hurry. The driver held the window with one hand and looked at him again. The closed box of this coffee shop is not suitable for customers with such a severe cold.

Room number, 302.

Inside sat a man wearing a custom-made suit and tie who looked exactly like Li Shen.

"Xie Ange?" The man stood up with a smile, bent over and stretched out his right hand.

Xie Ange glanced at him, took off his mask and hat, found a place to sit down, and hung awkwardly in the air with his polite right hand.

Seeing that Xie Ange didn't intend to shake him back, the man withdrew his hand and sat down opposite him.

Xie Ange looked at him with his arms folded, and muttered in a low voice, "You look like a dog."

"That's right, I didn't lie to you when I said one step to the sky."

Xie Ange sneered.

"It's just that Mr. Xie didn't seize such a good opportunity. His bad habit of playing smart, after all these years, he should have changed, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xie Ange stood up and slapped the table heavily, "What do you want to do?"

"Didn't I tell you very clearly on the phone?" The man slowly picked up a cube of sugar and added it to the coffee in front of him, "I want you to help Huiru."

"What you told me was that she wanted me to help." Xie Ange looked at the empty desktop in front of her, only feeling a fishy-sweet itchiness rising up in her throat.

The man stirred his coffee: "Yes. That's right."

"What about her?"

"Well..." The man frowned and thought for a while, "It's probably in the cemetery in the East District. Haven't you read the news? She committed suicide a year ago and jumped off the top floor of the hospital. I'm trapped by love, poor woman."

"You fart!!" Xie Ange waved away the coffee in front of the man, and the white porcelain quilt fell to the ground and shattered.Xie Ange covered his mouth and coughed violently.

The man shrugged and gently placed the iron spoon on the table.

"You know her well?" The man held his chin with a mocking smile on his face, "You just met her once."

"..." Xie Ange bit her lip, panting violently.

"Xie Ange, you are a nice person." The man stood up and leaned over to Xie Ange's side, "I feel really sorry, so let's do her a favor."

"Everyone is dead... what else do you want?"

"A person is dead, but, after death, is it as if the family never existed? It's not good..." The man patted Xie Ange on the shoulder, "Dead, it's better to leave a good name for others, Huiru looks so good An actress who is clean and pure, commits suicide for love, and spreads the romantic love story. When people talk about it, isn't it considered a good story?"

Xie Ange stared at him with wide eyes.

"You don't want to destroy her after she dies, do you?"

"You..." Xie Ange covered his mouth, trembling, unable to speak.

The man said gently: "It's not that I want you to do anything outrageous, as long as you help us shoot a commercial."

"Why didn't you find my agent." Xie Ange frowned and looked at him.

"Tsk tsk, you don't understand this, your company will definitely not accept it." The man shook his head, "Just treat it as a private job and help Huiru."

"I do not believe you."

"You don't have to believe me." The man said, "You just have to believe, and I can pull you down in one day, although I know you don't care much about these false names, but... I will pull Huiru down together. "

The man smiled: "You don't have to pay for the coffee cup. Put on your hat and mask, and you go back and think about it."

He glanced down at his watch: "Now at 04:30, I will call you again at 08:30, please give me a definite answer. Otherwise, after twelve hours, you can see the news right away."

After he finished speaking, he waved to Xie Ange and gently closed the door.

Xie Ange kicked the door hard.