From Prisoner to Hour
Chapter 159

Thanks

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After a while.

inside the room.

The petite Osara leaned on the shoulder of her good friend Dadeier, hugging her and sobbing softly.

The little face stained with makeup from crying was full of lingering fear.

When I thought that I was almost going to lose my virginity to a man I had not known for two months, and that I might even run away with him, marry him, give birth to a child for him, etc., regardless of my family's objections, I couldn't help but feel chills and fear.

"Dadeier sister, I'm so scared."

Osara cried and said to the noble lady in front of him.

She now even has a strong resistance to strange men, fearing that she will unknowingly fall into the other man's inexplicable tricks.

Right now she just wants to go home and doesn't dare to stay outside.

I have only deep hatred and disgust for those Vittorino, Osara who deceived and played with themselves.

"Don't worry, Osara."

Miss Dadeier comforted the girl in her arms. Although her expression was gentle, her eyes were very cold.

"I'll make that shameless guy pay the price."

"Well, I will also tell Dad about this when I get home."

Osara mustered up his courage and whispered.

Hearing this, Jenna, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, covered up his fleeting and ugly expression by stroking his hair.

Her heart sank.

Vittorino exposed!

The plan to capture Osara also came to nothing!

If Dadeier is allowed to lead people to find him again, there is no guarantee that some important information will not be pried out of that waste's mouth, thus causing harm to himself...

All this is because of the young man named Gilan·Iros.

Jenna glanced at the other party quietly.

The next moment, he met the indifferent eyes of the young man in black coat.

A flash of panic suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she quickly averted her eyes.

Damn it!

Jenna said secretly.

At this time, I heard Dadeier say:

"Mr. Gilan, thank you very much for this."

She sounded a little emotional, then stood up, took out 500 Gold Caesar banknotes from her exquisite and compact wallet and handed it over.

"The money is not much, it is my gratitude, and I owe you a favor. If you have any other needs, you can ask for it."

Dadeier had an apologetic smile on his face.

At this time, Osara on the side also wiped away his tears, hurriedly took out his wallet from his small shoulder bag, and took out all the banknotes inside, which looked like 3 or 400 Caesar.

Then he held it with both hands and handed it to Gilan.

"Mr. Gilan, thank you. If it weren't for you, I really can't imagine what the future would be like."

Osara said gratefully.

"I don't know the price of your exorcist commission, but I only brought so much money to go out today. If it's not enough, please wait for two days and I will deliver it to your door personally."

"No need, the money is enough."

Gilan did not refuse, he took the gold foil banknotes from the two ladies politely and said calmly.

He turned to Dadeier again and said:

"I really want to ask Miss Dadeier for a favor."

"Please tell me." She nodded.

"I want to acquire Mercury Battery. Do you have any relevant channels?"

"Mercury Battery..."

Miss Dadeier looked thoughtful.

She immediately looked at the blonde on the sofa.

"Jenna should know that she often comes forward on behalf of President Adura to purchase restricted energy."

"Little things, Dadeier."

Jenna heard this and smiled lightly.

Her eyes with deep eyeliner moved to Gilan and promised:

"Mr. Gilan, I will help you contact the channel provider as soon as possible. There should be news in a few days."

In fact, she didn't take it to heart at all.

The other party ruined her good deeds and disrupted her original plan. She still wants to help purchase Mercury Battery?

Stop dreaming!

"Thank you then, Miss Jenna."

Gilan nodded.

He was indifferent in his heart, as if he could see Jenna's true thoughts.

'This woman has been wary and hostile to me since I accepted the commission yesterday... Until just now, this hostility has become even stronger.'

Combined with the mysterious identity of the other party "Miss Rabbit", Gilan can't help but wonder whether the mysterious violation suffered by Osara is related to it?

'It seems that Mercury Battery cannot be obtained from her. I have to find another way.'

Gilan saw this and gave up hope.

But it's not convenient to speak out.

He said again to the noble girl with long light blond hair:

"Miss Dadeier, I want to talk to you alone."

"Huh?" She was startled for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

The two of them walked out of the room.

Gilan didn't talk nonsense and said directly:

"Actually, in addition to Mercury Battery, I also want to acquire some mysterious-related materials. I wonder if you know about it, Miss Dadeier?"

"This..." Dadeier was a little surprised, but quickly apologized. "Although I am very interested in mystery and joined 'Mystery Research Group', but it is just a college club, and I don't even know if some things are real."

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Gilan."

"So that's it." Gilan nodded. "It doesn't matter, I'm just asking."

"Since the commission has been completed, I'll take my leave now."

"Yes." Dadeier nodded and raised her skirt to him. "Thank you again for your help, Mr. Gilan. If you have time, we can get together more."

Gilan heard what she meant.

That is, I want to make friends with him and develop into a friend.

After all, he has shown his unique value, and this noble lady happens to be very interested in mystery, so he naturally wants to get closer and win over her.

"Of course."

Gilan Smile politely.

He straightened the collar of his coat, and before turning to leave, he reminded him:

"As for Miss Jenna, please pay more attention and be more careful."

Dadeier was startled, but saw that Gilan had already turned around and left.

She watched the young man's back disappear at the end of Corridor, and the gentle smile on her face faded.

His eyes are thoughtful, hiding deep meaning.

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Click, click, click!

Rushing footsteps echoed in the night alley.

A panicked figure rushed out of the alley, looked around, and then ran to the right in a panic.

It seemed as if something terrible was chasing behind me.

But soon, the man bumped into a windbreaker figure at the corner of a remote street.

Bang!

The opponent's figure remained motionless, like an iron plate, but the man fell backwards to the ground due to the reaction force.

Under the light of the road Lighting not far away, the appearance of a young man sitting on the ground was revealed, it was Vittorino.

At this time, he was sweating profusely and his expression was frightened.

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

The man in the trench coat in front of him strode forward, while another man in the same dress also walked out of the alley and blocked himself behind Vittorino.

The style of these two men's trench coats is very strange, more like some kind of uniform.

The collar is very high, covering the cheeks, and is entirely black, including a straight row of zippers. In contrast to the white windbreaker, it looks like a black cross.

In addition, the two men were wearing short, wide-brimmed hats, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.

"Two black-collar deacons, please let me go!"

Vittorino got up and knelt down to the two of them to beg for mercy.

"..."

The two men in trench coats remained silent.

Poof!

Vittorino's expression froze and his eyes widened.

Just because one of them suddenly took action without any warning, his five fingers came together to form a knife, and he pierced his throat in the blink of an eye.

After the young man tilted his head and died in fear, there was a sound of high-heeled shoes clicking.

"Take care of it, don't leave any traces behind."

The rabbit-faced girl said coldly.

"Yes, Miss Rabbit." Two black-collar deacons made hoarse voices.

Immediately, a person stretched out his big hand wearing black leather gloves, grabbed the head of Vittorino's corpse, and dragged it away.

The bunny-faced girl was left smoking a lady's cigarette.

Jenna's eyes shone coldly under the mask and the night.

"Gilan·Iros..." She Whisperer said this name.

If she hadn't had an important mission for her mother, and Baptist Society could not allocate more manpower for the time being, she would have definitely waited for an opportunity to take revenge on the guy who ruined her plan.

"And Dadeier Taylor." Jenna exhaled a puff of smoke and curled his bright red lips. "A guy who can't get enough of salt and fat."

In fact, the reason why she got close to Dadeier and became friends with him was because she wanted to find an opportunity to drag him down and make him fall and indulge, thus complementing the "Black Mass" that Mother Mother was about to host.

Unfortunately, Dadeier really has no flaws.

She never eats or drinks anything outside, nor does she easily talk to strangers for more than three sentences, nor does she stay out overnight.

Even except for college and home, I rarely go out.

Being invited to a salon party yesterday was considered a rare occasion.

She looks like a perfect aristocratic lady and adheres to ladylike etiquette.

So many men sent by Jenna returned without success, but aroused her vigilance. From this, it was determined that Osara was bewitched by Vittorino.

"There's still time, let's see."

Jenna dropped the cigarette butt, stamped it out, and turned around to leave.

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