"Did you really see clearly, it was the policeman who looked a little difficult to escape from the window just now?"

Ms. Guzawa cautiously confirmed to Mr. Morris.

"Yes, that guy was sitting next to me at dinner, how could I not remember what he looked like!"

Mr. Morris said to Ms. Guze with certainty, and he looked anxiously at Ms. Guze, hoping that the other party would come up with a foolproof solution.

"Kill him!"

Ms. Guzawa said expressionlessly.

"What are you talking about? It's the police this time!"

Mr. Morris reminded with some concern.

"So what, it's not the first time we've done this kind of thing, kill him, otherwise we won't be able to take possession of the painting with peace of mind, I've had enough of failing again and again, each time we only succeeded a little bit, but every time, we had to start from scratch ......"

Lady Guzawa said to Mr. Morris with an unusually calm voice, her eyes full of coldness. Morris couldn't believe that Lady Guze was so bold, and he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

Ms. Guzer turned again, and then slowly walked up to Mr. Morris, raised her hands, grabbed Mr. Morris by the collar, and pulled him in front of her.

"We've waited so many years, and now we're just a little bit close to succeeding, there's so much going on tonight, as long as we kill those two cops, and then blame that bastard who can use a bow and arrow, everything we've put in all these years will be worth it!"

After Ms. Guzawa finished speaking, she closed her eyes, and a pair of plump red lips were once again pressed to Mr. Morris's mouth.

After a long time, I don't know if the long kiss brought Morris some courage, he stared at the woman in front of him who was the most important to him, and suddenly nodded firmly.

Since his beloved wants him to kill the two policemen, then he should kill them. Doing so would have put him at great risk, but what if they were lucky enough to escape this time around?

Mr. Morris subconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand, and he glanced at the hostages on the ground, and suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

"I remember hearing you say that the one named Asai is a friend of those two policemen, right?"

Mr. Morris asked, somewhat uncertain.

"Yes, when we coaxed Asai into saying that there was a peerless treasure that we wanted to find a buyer through secret channels, those two policemen actually came to the door, and we had to give up our original plan to kidnap Koichi Asai. Now that I think about it, these two policemen should have a little friendship with Koichi Asai!"

Ms. Furuzawa quickly understood what Morris meant, and she walked up to Koichi Asai, gently kicked the unconscious Mr. Asai with her toes, and then nodded to Morris with great satisfaction.

Mr. Morris and Ms. Furuzawa lifted the sleeping Koichi Asai to the side. Then the two of them got a bucket of cold water and poured it on Mr. Asai's body.

In late autumn, the temperature is already very low, and at this moment, the effect of a large bucket of cold water is absolutely immediate. In less than a moment, Koichi Asai, who was still asleep like a puddle of mud, suddenly woke up.

"Ah~~!"

"Don't move, Mr. Asai!"

A cold katana was pressed against Koichi Asai's throat, and Koichi Asai, who had just woken up, was suddenly frightened by the scene in front of him.

"You...... You guys...... You are ......."

Although his mind was still a little groggy, Asai Koichi's desire to survive made him want to figure out his situation as soon as possible.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Asai, I really don't know how to explain it to you, but now, I hope you can be honest and do what we say!"

Ms. Furuzawa gently patted Koichi Asai on the cheek, and then said to him viciously. Morris then unceremoniously lifted Koichi Asai up from the ground.

Mr. Asai was led out of the room by the strong Morris, who led him to the middle of the hall on the first floor. He forced Koichi Asai to kneel on the ground, then raised the knife in his hand and shouted viciously forward:

"The policeman who escaped from the first floor just now, I'll count to three, if you don't show up, I'll cut off the head of this guy kneeling in front of me, I said I'll do it!"

"No, please, please don't kill me, as long as you let me go, I can give you anything!"

Koichi Asai kept pleading, but unfortunately, the two people who held his life didn't really care about his life or death. Whether it is Ms. Guzawa, who has always respected him well, or Mr. Morris, whom he has always treated as a guest. The two of them turned a deaf ear to his pleas, and there was no reaction at all.

"One!"

Mr. Morris raised the steel knife in his hand, a wicked smile on his lips, but his eyes were always fixed on the movement around him. Not only him, but now Ms. Guze is also a great enemy. After all, in addition to those two policemen, there was also a cold-blooded and murderous shooter who didn't know what was going on, hiding in some dark corner. Ms. Furuzawa really has to guard against it!

Two!

Morris's fingers gripping the hilt of the knife moved slightly, and he took a deep breath softly, although it was not the first time he had done such a thing, but he was really nervous to let him kill with a cold weapon like in the Middle Ages.

"Okay, Mr. Asai, it looks like you're the wrong friend!"

Ms. Furuzawa pretended to regret and announced to Koichi Asai, and then said to Morris in a cold tone

"Three! Kill him, Maurice!"

As soon as Ms. Furuzawa spoke, Morris, who had received the order, waved the katana in his hand and swung it down hard!

"Wait a minute!"

Just as Morris was about to swing his katana down, a voice suddenly came from the end of the stairs on the second floor.

Lady Guzawa and Mr. Morris suddenly looked up, and they looked in the direction from which the voice came, and soon they saw a familiar figure suddenly standing in the center of the second floor.

"The guests do your part, which really makes the enthusiastic host feel cold!"

Lin Xiuyi sneered, and then said to Ms. Guze and Mr. Morris with a sarcastic tone.

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over that painting quickly, or I'll kill this guy!"

Morris gestured with the katana in his hand and said viciously to Lin Xiuyi.

"The painting was impossible to hand over, and it is now safely in the hands of my friend. I know very well what you think, and as soon as you get your hands on it, you'll kill everyone who knows your secrets, including me...... So, I'm sorry, your wishful thinking came to naught!"