Mo Luo's eyes widened as he looked at the director, who seemed to have changed his mask, and his original kind smile had been replaced by another expression that Mo Luo hated.

"How did the little sister think about it?" The director sat on the leather sofa in his office, looking at the girl across a table.

The girl's appearance is perfect, and the simple taste on her body is even more deeply attractive to him. I've had enough of those big meals and need some of these afternoon desserts once in a while.

"What did Uncle Director say before, what do you mean to help out with you for one night?" Mo Luo's tone of voice trembled a little, but there was still something anticipating in his heart.

"Is it to have dinner with Uncle Director?"

Wen Lang lowered his head and played with his nails: "Just like the literal meaning, stay with me for one night." ”

"I think..."Wen Lang stopped what he was doing, leaned forward with his elbows propped up on the desk, his nails lightly touching the tabletop, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Luo.

"Little sister should know the meaning of this sentence very well!" As a director in a high position and often playing tricks, Wen Lang naturally knows how to create pressure.

Wen Lang also knew that under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for him to agree to this condition. But if the girl's psyche is under enough pressure, then there is a good chance.

When human beings are under great pressure, it is easy to do irrational things.

Gazed at by a gentle and aggressive gaze, the sound of nails colliding with the table sounded rhythmically in his ears. Morrow's heart was beating violently as the voice accelerated.

Mo Luo was very nervous, even a little panicked. Morrow is just a fourteen-year-old girl who has always lived in the pampering of her parents and brother.

Mo Luo, who has never experienced any accidents, has even been under great pressure when he enters the police station to call the police, and now under the oppression of such a big man in front of the director, the feeling in his heart can be imagined.

"The director is like this, aren't you afraid that I will be exposed?" Mo Luo squeezed her little hand and mustered up the courage to speak. If Wen Lang did anything to himself, Mo Luo shouted for help.

Wen Lang can sit firmly in the position of the director, and naturally he will not be like the brain-dead villain of the novel, who will directly use his strength if he does not agree. Even if he doesn't do it, he has a way to make people obediently agree.

"Exposure? How is it exposed? Say I'm persecuting you? Little sister, but there is evidence? Who would believe it? If I could be convicted by just one word, my head would have landed no less than ten times by now. Wen Lang raised his chin and pointed to his head.

With the sound insulation quality of the office, Wen Lang is not afraid of being heard by people outside.

"Can you use money instead?" Mo Luo hesitated to speak. If it can be solved with money, she is willing to give it even if she dislikes this man.

"No way!"

Wen Lang immediately denied Mo Luo's words. Although he likes money, he has been the director for so long, and he has never confiscated a penny of bribes. Money is good, but money is also a form of evidence, an unexplained monetary income, but it is the most common reason for the resignation of federal officials.

There are luxury cars to pick up and drop off when you go out, some people are competing for treats for dinner, and some people are waiting for women to send them to the door. Living such a life, whether there is money or not is completely unimportant to Wen Lang. On the contrary, because he didn't have much money, Wen Lang's position over the years was very stable.

"Little sister, please hurry up and make a decision, my patience is also limited. And it's possible that something bad happened to your brother, such as being kidnapped by some gangster. If you delay for one more second now, your brother may suffer one more second. Wen Lang once again gave Mo Luo a heavy blow in words.

My brother may have been in some danger. This is also Mo Luo's conjecture, his brother is likely to have been kidnapped by some gangsters, Mo Luo knows that his brother has made millions by writing novels, and it is likely that for this reason, his brother was targeted by some gangsters.

"Can you make a decision? Little sister. Wen Lang propped his elbows on the desk, and spread his fingers in a palm-clasping motion, but the fingers were not crossed.

If it is Mo Ling who sees this movement, he will naturally recognize that this action is called a pinnacle gesture in psychology, which is a kind of action when people are most confident.

Indeed, Wen Lang is full of confidence in himself now, and the girl in front of him has begun to hesitate, as long as he pushes harder, the insistence in the girl's heart will become ridiculous.

"If my little sister agrees, I believe that with the help of hundreds of thousands of cameras in our police station, you will definitely be able to find your brother easily. If there is any loss, it will definitely help you get justice. ”

- This is an inducement.

"And if the little sister refuses, then we can only do things according to the rules and regulations. The case was filed for three days after the disappearance, and because of the frequent accidents since a few days ago, there have been countless major cases piled up. Cases like disappearances are likely to take weeks to begin processing. ”

- This is coercion.

"Well, how to choose depends on your brother's position in your heart, and your brother's fate is also in your choice."

How to choose? Mo Luo seemed to have an answer in his heart, but the answer was vague.

Mo Luo also thought about asking a friend for help, but the friend's solution was probably to call the police. As for Senpai Tachibanaria, in Mo Luo's impression, she is a senior sister who has a good relationship with her brother. In Mo Luo's mind, Tachibana, who is also a student, is estimated to have nothing to do.

"Give my little sister another five minutes to think about it, and don't wait for it to be outdated. I also have countless cases to deal with, and I don't have time to waste time here with my little sister. Wen Lang's eyes moved away from Mo Luo, pulled the laptop next to him, and began to deal with the case in the computer, completely treating Mo Luo as a ball of air standing next to him.

And this kind of treatment also put Mo Luo under more pressure than before. Mo Luo felt that the opportunity to meet his brother again was slowly slipping through his fingers.

"It's just a night, if you can't even do this, that kind of brother is not very important in your heart at all! In that case, the little sister should go home and sleep! A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Wen Lang's mouth.

After several sneaky changes of concept, he has equated [whether he agrees to accompany him for one night] and [whether his brother can be safe]. So how should the little sister choose now?

How to choose, Mo Luo can't see the answer in his heart.

So if it was an older brother, how would he choose? Moro lowered her head and closed her eyes, substituting herself into her brother's thoughts.

If it's my brother...

If it was his brother, he would never want to pay such a price! If my brother knew that he was rescued at such a cost, my brother would definitely be even more miserable!

When she opened her eyes, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of Mo Luo's mouth.

So!