During his tenure as Chief of Police at the Turnaire City Regional Police Department, Chief Plando has seen far more people in sophistication than the average person. It is precisely because he has seen so many people, and at the same time he is in the officialdom, so he is very keen to capture one point - Delier may not really know those three people, especially when he sees three guys who are unrecognizable and can't even find a little human form, but can tell them to break their fake identities, Plando understands.

Delier didn't know those three people, but he knew what to say, which meant that Delier's "venting" in this matter was not his truest appeal, and he should have other purposes. At the same time, this awakening also made him even more confused, whether it was blackmailing him, the chief of the regional police department, or hoping to blackmail the gang leader Goerdo, it was not a good choice for a sissy like Delier.

He can't be protected by Lady Vivien forever, and for Lady Vivien, Delier may not be irreplaceable. Using his life as a bargaining chip to blackmail two characters he can't afford to offend, is he crazy, or is there something else in mind?

So Plando pulled him aside and asked, "What exactly do you want from me?", the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a touch of gloom, "Whatever you want, make a bid first, it's not a one-man game, it always takes multiple parties to join in to complete the final deal." ”

After being stunned for a moment, Delier looked to the side, "I don't know what you said!"

"You know!", Plando's tone was stiff, and he sneered, "Do you want money? Come here to get someone who can't be named? Or do you do something that you have to use this method to solve the trouble?" Say it, I'll think about it. ”

In fact, the more crisp he was at this time, the more he didn't dare to go overboard, and it was precisely because of Delier's hesitation and hesitation and a hint of timidity that Plando saw a glimmer of opportunity.

He couldn't afford to offend Lady Vivien, but he offended the sissy in front of him. It is true that this sissy is Lady Vivian's person, but people are different, and people have a price in this society. A regional police chief and an art gallery director make it easy to see which is more important. If he offended Delier or even did something excessive, Lady Vivien would most likely be angry with him.

But anger is not hatred, anger is always only a product of a while, even if it takes a long time, it will gradually dissipate. He thought he could compensate for Lady Vivien's anger in his own way, but the fear of the unknown as he was now was tormenting.

He was desperate to know what Delier was doing this for.

The corners of Delier's mouth twitched twice, and when he felt Placeo's fierce gaze stabbing down on him, his heart began to beat faster, his body began to heat up, and his back began to sweat. He opened his mouth to say something but didn't say it, and the next second he felt a huge force hit him, slamming him into the wall behind him.

With a thud, a pained expression appeared on Delier's face, and Plando grabbed him by the collar with both hands, lifting him up against the wall as he pressed him tightly.

"My patience is limited, and I don't like guessing games. You don't have to say it, but you have to know what kind of place this is, there are at least 2,000 stinking men waiting to fuck your ass. I don't guarantee you'll be able to get out of here standing up, and it's up to you to choose all of this!", Plando was also furious, he didn't know what Delier's purpose was, and he didn't know what Delier would say when he returned, but he would never say good things about himself.

If it were simple, Mrs. Vivien would at best say a few bad things about him in front of the mayor, but if it was serious, then Delier's statement would most likely cost him something he could not afford to lose.

That being the case, then why not take a gamble?

Delier's face had begun to turn pale from being hit with dizziness and pain from a cracked back, and beads of sweat couldn't stand up to him on his makeup-covered face, and rolled directly down on Planto's hands. He bared his teeth and hummed, and it took about ten seconds before he shouted, "I said, let go of me, let go of me!"

Plando let go of his hands, took a step back, took the cigarette he was holding, and shoved it into Delier's mouth, "I'll listen!"

Delier took a nervous puff of his cigarette, took the cigarette from his lips with a trembling hand, and rolled his eyes twice, "I want money, a lot of money......"

Boom!

Plando punched him in the cheek and hit the wall, "You're lying!"

This judgment is based on two points, the first is that the Delier Museum of Art may be considered by ordinary people to be relatively high-minded, and there are no profitable projects, except for the occasional teaching of some students, there is no way to make money. But Plando knew that many ladies liked to pick up "elegant" and incomprehensible works of art in the Delier Art Gallery, which he could not admire in the paintings or sculptures, but that did not prevent each of them from selling for an astonishing price. With the patronage of these ladies, the director of the art gallery, Delier, would not be short of money at all.

The second point is that if it is too naïve and too inferior to use such a means to extort wealth from him or Godol, you must know that to be able to use the power of Lady Vivien, a word from Lady Vivien alone is enough to make many people line up to send money to Delier.

So Plando thinks that Delier is lying, and at the same time makes his heart beat even more!

Delier almost burst into tears, his lips trembling violently, and he kept squeezing out some repeated words from between his lips, "It's true, it's true!"

Plando's squinting eyes shone with a murderous glow, and he now began to wonder if someone had set up a trap to wait for him to jump down, and then he was stupid enough to jump like a pig. His breathing also became heavy, and he was close to Delier, and the tips of their noses almost touched, "I don't ask who you serve, I will forget what I said and heard when I turn around, and I guarantee your safety no matter how it ends." Now all you have to do is tell me who you're targeting. ”

Looking at Delier, who was still unwilling to tell the truth, Plando directly pulled out his pistol and put it on Delier's chin, "You have a minute to think about whether to say it or not, but after you make your choice, don't regret it!"