Chapter 391: The Problem of Trust

Mu Fei stared at the pill in his hand for a long time.

To be sure, this handwriting was not written by President D, so this tablet was not prepared by President D.

However, since it was brought in by President D, it means that he is in the know.

After thinking about it, Mu Fei put the pills away, tore up the note and threw it into the toilet to flush it away, then unscrewed the shower and took a cold shower.

After taking a shower, Mu Fei walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened, and the pills were hidden in the pockets of his pants.

Such a small piece is packed in, and it is not visible from the outside. The note said that it would be taken in twenty-four hours, and he didn't know what this time meant, but since the other party emphasized it so deliberately, there must be some reason.

Mu Fei was completely confused about the efficacy and effect of this pill, and he didn't understand the other party's intention to do this kind of thing, and he always felt unsteady in his heart.

Do you want to do what you are told?

Pills, there will always be some problems, I don't know what kind of effect it will have on the body, if it is poison, then he just swallowed it like this, wouldn't it be possible to gameover directly?

Whether to throw the pill down the toilet bowl and flush it away, or swallow it in the stomach after 24 hours, is a matter of trust.

There are still twenty-four hours left for him to consider.

In fact, if this note had been written by Chairman D, he wouldn't have hesitated.

Although that mustache sometimes looks exaggerated and outrageous, and occasionally unreliable, Mu Fei knows that he is someone who can be trusted.

But the problem now is that this note is not from President D, which makes Mu Fei think about it in his heart.

This person should be well known to President D, and Chairman D can be sure that the other person will not harm him. I took the risk to send the note and the pill in.

Since he is a person trusted by President D. I guess there won't be a problem. Besides. I don't have anything worth framing the other party, he is under house arrest, what benefits can the other party get from him?

After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a reason, and finally Mu Fei clenched his fists vigorously and made up his mind.

Whatever, let's die, I believe that President D will not harm him, what can he do if he is so indecisive? Aren't you still here waiting to be slaughtered by someone else?

Thinking of this, Mu Fei's mood was unprecedentedly calm. Knowing that there were more than ten hours to wait, he simply lay down on the bed and didn't think about anything else.

Twenty-four hours is not a long time, but it is not a short time, and if it is waiting, then every minute and every second passes very slowly.

When the time finally came, Mu Fei got up and walked into the bathroom, took out the pills in his pocket and put them in the palm of his hand, looked at them carefully, and then gritted his teeth and swallowed them like this.

The pills are not as bitter as imagined. Sliding down your throat doesn't leave any flavor in your mouth.

Mu Fei stood quietly in front of the mirror and stared at himself in the mirror, waiting for the effect of the drug to occur.

Little by little, time passed. Minute after minute, nothing happened.

If he stayed in the bathroom for too long, it might arouse the suspicion of those who were monitoring him, so Mu Fei had no choice but to walk out of the bathroom.

What exactly does this pill do? Why don't you feel anything after swallowing it?

Just as he was thinking, the door was pushed open without warning.

Misha? Instead of knocking on the door as usual, Rose pushed the door open and walked in, his cold face expressionless, like a well-made machine.

Mu Fei frowned slightly, looking at the other party with three points of doubt and seven points of vigilance in his eyes.

"Mr. Mu Fei, please follow me." The tone of the other party is also like a cold machine, without any tone and emotional fluctuations, and it is so flat that people feel extremely alienated when they listen to it.

"Do what?" Mu Fei asked in confusion. After being locked up for so long, it was the first time he was allowed to walk out of this room, and he felt both doubts and understandings in his heart.

It turns out that "24 hours" refers to this.

It seems that the guy who gave him the note and pills knew about it and knew that he would be taken out at this time.

"You'll find out with me." Misha said expressionlessly.

Mu Fei sighed, raised his hand and grabbed his hair, then spread his hands in front of his chest, and said coldly with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "Do I have the right to choose?" ”

"You can choose, Mr. Mu Fei." Misha replied coldly, still with the same expressionless face.

"Oh?" Mu Fei raised his eyebrows and snorted amusedly.

"If you choose to stay in the room, then we're going to have to take a tough line." Misha's tone remained unchanged when he said this, as if he was just saying a line that didn't mean anything, and there was no threat or intimidation at all.

Mu Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of danger in his heterochromatic eyes.

The two just stared at each other, and neither of them backed down.

After a while, Mu Fei sighed and said helplessly: "Although I really want to try what kind of toughness you call 'tough methods', I know that doing so will only make my situation more unfavorable." ”

"You're right, Mr. Mu Fei." Misha's expression was still unmoved, and he didn't feel at all that he had the upper hand in this confrontation.

"In that case, what are you waiting for?" Mu Fei snorted at the other party, "Lead the way." ”

"Please." After Misha finished speaking, he didn't wait for Mu Fei, and walked out first.

Mu Fei thought about it, grabbed the steamed bun that was sleeping soundly under the quilt, stuffed it into the pocket of his jacket, and then took a step and followed.

Anyway, let's see what that pill is all about.

After walking out of the room, Mu Fei found that there were still two people standing outside, a man and a woman, dressed and even the expressions on their faces were the same as those of Misha? Ross is the same, and at a glance, he knows that these two people are also investigators from the headquarters, but he doesn't see Tianxian? Remnant figure.

The three of them surrounded Mu Fei in the middle and hugged him and walked forward.

Mom, it's like he's some heinous and dangerous criminal.

Mu Fei couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Looking at this battle, is it planning to hold a trial?

Then again, there really isn't even a court in the guild, right?

walked forward for a while, and two figures walked out of the corner at the end of the corridor in front of them, are they Tianxian? With a middle-aged man who was somewhat familiar, Mu Fei frowned, and for a while he couldn't remember where the middle-aged man had seen it.

The appearance of Westerners, about fifty years old, is straight, and looks very imposing.

Who is it?

Mu Fei filtered in his mind the middle-aged people he had seen over the years.

Finally, I finally remembered that the other party was the president of the headquarters I had met in President D's reception room a few years ago, and his name seemed to be Vincent.

Even the chairman of the headquarters came, and this formation was really big.

A slightly mocking smile appeared on the corner of Mu Fei's mouth, raised his hand and waved at the two people in front of him, and said, "Long time no see, President Vincent." ”

"Hehe, yes." Vincent replied with a smile.

"It seems that you have not had a ......good life in the past few years" Before the typo could be spoken, Mu Fei suddenly felt a void on the soles of his feet, and then, before he could quickly have doubts, there was a whirlwind in front of him.

Mom, it feels like he's been familiar lately.

This was the last sentence that came to Mu Fei's mind before he fainted. (To be continued......)