Devil, pervert!
Besides widening her eyes, the clerk was unable to respond in any other way.
The person before her was more terrifying than any sadistic serial killer she had seen in the movies. His face bore no twisted smile or intimidating expression; he spoke of these horrible matters in a calm and orderly tone.
"You understand now, don't you? If I were a bad guy, you would have already lost consciousness and be lying on the sofa."
Song Lan said, "But now, you can make yourself a cup of hot coffee, on me."
"What exactly do you want?"
"Your reasons for doing this, of course. But if you really don't want to tell me, I can go and ask Gustav himself."
Upon hearing this, the clerk's pupils shrank, and her whole body trembled.
"...I must do it."
Gustav's name seemed to hit the clerk's soft spot, causing her to slump into the chair, "It's a revenge. Mr. Gustav is just helping us."
The investigation finally made a breakthrough.
