It is not once or twice that Labosai went to Casablanca, a well-known private hospital, to check his health, and this country is also a country with good overall strength in the Philippine region, so his vigilance is not very strong this time.

Surrounded by bodyguards, Rabosai made his way to the lobby of the hospital.

The service of the private hospital is very in place, and for this kind of high-level VIP, it only takes an appointment call, and all kinds of examination procedures will be completed quickly.

The young and beautiful guide will enthusiastically guide Labosa to the ECG room.

Labosai took a special look at this guide, his appearance and figure are good, if he can, he may be his wife or lover#.

Short the secretary followed him.

And his bodyguards were not allowed to enter.

Ten minutes later, Labosey walked out of the ECG room with ease.

"What did the doctor say? Short. Rabosai laughed.

Short replied: "He said your heart functions better than that of a young person. ”

"Haha......" There was no problem with the first ECG, and Rabosai's mood was obviously much better.

The next step is to draw blood.

The doctor who drew the blood had already been bribed by Russell for the safety of his family and the choice of two million dollars, and when he drew blood, he would inject poison into Labosa's body.

"Relax, sir." The doctor reminded with a smile on his face.

Labosa wasn't nervous at all.

"You can look at the landscape painting on the other side." Again, the doctor said.

Hinting at the psychological effect, Sure enough, Labosay set his sights on the beautiful landscape painting opposite.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the doctor immediately injected the poison that had been prepared into Labosa's bloodstream.

The dose of poison is not large, only a few grams, and the time it takes to inject into the bloodstream is only a second or two, and it is not noticeable at all.

It is a chronic poison that does not take effect immediately due to its very slow spread through the bloodstream, but generally takes effect between 48 and 56 hours.

After the blood test, the next step is CT, color ultrasound and other tests.

It was a whole morning of check-ups, and then it was over.

At the end of the examination, Labosay asked Schott to tip the young and beautiful guide with $1,000.

When the guide saw so much tip, it was equivalent to two months' salary, and she said thank you repeatedly.

……

"SCHOTT, when will the results be available?" Labosa looked to be in great form today.

"Results tomorrow, General."

"It shouldn't be a big problem."

"It's not a big problem, and I look at the doctor with a relaxed expression."

"That's good, it seems that private hospitals are much better than public hospitals." Rabosai laughed; "I'm going to play some golf in the afternoon, right, what about Metshaw? Let him come over for dinner in the evening, and I'll talk to him again. ”

"Rebirth: The Great Age of Waves"

"Okay, General."

After the inspection, the convoy drove towards the villa.

Everything was watched by someone arranged by Russell.

Labosa's body had been successfully injected with poison, and it would not be more than 3 days before his death.

But all this was not enough, and Short had to die.

Russell had already figured out that once Rabose died, he would fly straight to Casablanca, where he would take Short directly.

……

Metshaw had already set up a meeting with his senior Jim over the phone, and Jim Ann told him that this time he had also introduced his close comrade Oliveira to him.

According to Jim'an, Oliveira was a comrade-in-arms who fought alongside him, and he was also a very capable young man, and if it weren't for Oliveira supporting him, Dopombe would not have been able to obediently give up the throne of the elder.

"Senior Jim, I'm already looking forward to meeting Mr. Oliveira. ”

Jim Ann smiled and said, "Dear Metshaw, you and Oliveira will definitely become good friends, I trust my vision." ”

As everyone knows, this Jim Ann just has an accent similar to the real Jim Ann.

After a brief chat, he just hung up the phone, but Metshaw received another call from Short, who told him to go to Villa Labossay for dinner in the evening.

As a last resort, Metshaw had to postpone the meeting by three hours.

Jim Ann, for his part, also happily replied.

……

However, when Metshaw arrives at Jim'an's hotel that night, he is told by Mr. Oliveira, whom he meets for the first time, that Jim'an is dead.

Oliveira wept bitterly as he told Metshaw that Jim Ann had been stopped by some thugs while running at night two hours earlier, and that he was answering the phone, and that when he arrived, he found that Jim Ann's neck had been cut off.

Metshaw couldn't believe his ears, they had spoken a few hours earlier, and who knew that Jim'an had been killed.

Filled with grief and indignation, Metshaw asked, "Mr. Oliveira, where is Mr. Giman's remains?" ”

"Inside the hotel room."

Metshaw said sadly, "Can you show me there?" ”

"Yes."

Sure enough, in the hotel bed, Metshaw met Jim Ann, who was already dead.

The knife wound to his neck was obvious.

"The gangsters stabbed the major artery in the neck and died of blood loss." Oliveira wiped his tears as he spoke, and he even regretted it very much, "If I knew this, I wouldn't let him go out for a night run, but he likes sports very much, and he told me that once he becomes the elder of Nial in the future, it will be difficult for him to adapt to this high-intensity position without a good body." ”

When Metershaw saw Jim An's corpse, his tears couldn't stop flowing, he didn't expect that his comrades-in-arms who had been fighting with him on the hidden front actually passed away like this.

Metshaw began to regret that if he hadn't gone to eat at Labosa's villa, Jim'an would never have gone for a night run......

"Dear Mr. Jim'an, I'm sorry, I don't think we should have adjusted the time of our meeting......," Methshaw was already in tears and grief when he said this.

The two grieved in the room for a while, and Metshaw originally offered to call the police, but Oliveira stopped him.

"No, Mr. Metshaw, we can't call the police, it's time for elections in a few days, and if they learn that Mr. Jim'an is dead, all our previous plans will be in vain."

Metshaw was puzzled: "But Mr. Jiman can't go to the scene. ”

"It can be entrusted, the conditions we have worked so hard to get can be entrusted, and when the time is right, you can also replace it, Mr. Jim'an's will must be inherited, we can't be rash at this time, let alone impulsive."

Invisibly, Oliveira passed on to Metshaw the idea that he and Metshaw were both heirs to Mr. Jim'an's will.

Metshaw didn't have any objection, nodded subconsciously, and patted Oliveira on the shoulder: "Mr. Oliveira, you and I are also comrades-in-arms, I hope you can carry on Mr. Jim'an's last wish completely." ”

"No, Mr. Metshaw, I want you to inherit it, and I will assist you."

Metshaw shook his head: "No, man, I'm the son of the anti-political armed leader Rubosa, I can't be elected, only you, Oliveira, you are the most suitable, understand?" ”

After a false push, Oliveira could only reluctantly answer.