Paul placed the used phone in a metal can, then he picked up another phone but hesitated. "Boss, you're deceiving Black Jack."
"Black Jack's mind is too simple. Explaining too much to him is meaningless. Let's deceive him for now. We can explain when we meet face to face. He will forgive me."
Paul was still hesitant. "But what if he feels deceived and gets even angrier?"
Brian shook his head. "No, he must be overjoyed right now. As long as he knows that I'm just a scapegoat, he will definitely forgive me. I understand him. Next."
Holding the phone, Paul pondered for a moment before speaking softly, "Maybe you should make the call. I really don't know how to talk to them..."
Brian sighed. "Alright, it's something we have to face eventually. Call Jackson. There's hope with him."
