The boy named Ole was exposed, and his already red face turned even redder. He clenched his fists and defended himself, "Alesia, don't talk nonsense. I'm just worried about her safety."
"Are you worried about her safety, or are you worried that someone might have slept with her?" The boy named Alesia sneered. "She looked so distracted when she followed that man into the hotel. Judging by how familiar she is with the place, she might be relying on this to earn some extra money." "That's right," Alesia said.
"Alesia!!!" Ole said angrily. "Don't talk nonsense again!"
"I'm not talking nonsense. What? Do you want to fight with me?" Alesia squinted at him.
"I don't fight with girls!"
"You can't beat me either."
When Ole heard the girl's words, his anger disappeared. He looked at her and said, "I know, Alesia. You are jealous."
"What jealous?" This time, it was Alesia's turn to change her expression.
"You are jealous that Song Jia is prettier than you. Her skin is better than yours, and her personality is better than yours. That's why you keep slandering her. You know that any man would choose her between the two of you."
Alesia was so angry that her face turned blue. "Ole, say it again if you dare!"
"I say, you two … can't you just stop for a while?" The man in the blue jacket sighed and raised his head helplessly. "Professor Peterson helped us find an interpreter. Do you still want to know what the two people in the room are talking about now?"
Ole immediately shut his mouth when he heard that. He was indeed the most concerned about Song Jia's safety among the three. Alesia, who was next to him, wanted to say something, but when she saw Ole's attentive look, she eventually shut her mouth. She knew that if she spoke up now, Ole would really fight her.
She also wanted to take this opportunity to beat the bastard up, but doing so would definitely delay their business. So, the three people in the city stopped talking. Instead, the interpreter on the other side of the phone began to work, translating everything he heard into Danish word by word.
"It's okay. Just one drink. It won't delay anything."
"Really, just one drink?"
"Really, as long as you finish this drink, you can go."
"…"
"En, alright then."
The three people in the van then heard the sound of Song Jia gulping down beer. Ole clenched his fists tighter until he heard the sound of a bottle being placed on the table.
"I'm done. Can I go now?"
"You can leave at any time, but you haven't forgotten why you're here, right?"
"What's your purpose?"
"You said you wanted to come in and discuss our next itinerary."
"Oh, that's right. How could I forget the important matter? Where do you want to go tomorrow?"
(The sound of a bottle being opened)
"Don't worry, let's drink while we study."
"You're still drinking?"
"Anyway, it's still early. You have nothing to do when you go back."
Upon hearing that, Ole punched the car door and cursed, "Bastard!"
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Alicia's mouth. She wanted to take this opportunity to sprinkle salt on the boy's wound, but when she saw the man in the blue jacket shake his head at her, she could only give up the idea.
"Uh, then, then, let's have another drink."
The three people in the van could hear that Song Jia's voice was starting to get drunk. Under the influence of alcohol, she seemed to gradually let down her guard and became more talkative. However, her logic was getting worse and worse. In the end, she couldn't even string a sentence together, and the man beside her continued to urge her to drink.
The anger in Ole's eyes was about to burst out. Then, he suddenly opened the car door. "I can't listen anymore!"
As soon as he stepped out of the car, someone hugged his body. "Where are you going?!" Alicia shouted from behind.
"That guy obviously wants to take advantage of Song Jia. I'm going to save Song Jia now!" Ole volunteered.
"You're just a big idiot who's dominated by male instincts. Have you forgotten why we're here? We still don't know why that Chinese guy went to Dr. Baker. "Alicia was so angry that she was amused.
"But you can't just ignore a crime that happened right in front of your eyes." Ole's face was sullen.
"What crime? How do you know that the two inside are not consensual?" Alesia snorted coldly. "Do you really think that if a girl isn't interested in the man around her, she will drink one glass after another at his place? Besides, it's a crime for you to barge in so indiscriminately."
"I also think we should wait a little longer." The man in the blue windbreaker chimed in, "Ole, you're a little emotional right now. Why don't you go back and rest first? Anyway, your mission has been completed. Help me distract the girl's attention so that I can successfully plant the bug on her. After that, Alesia and I will be enough to take care of this place."
Ole looked sullen. He acted as if he didn't hear his companion's words and shouted angrily at Alicia who was hugging him from behind, "Let go!"
The latter and the man in the blue jacket looked at each other, and the man in the blue jacket nodded. "It's okay. Ole is just a little impatient, but he knows his priorities."
So Alicia let go of him, and Ole immediately jumped out of the van. He stood by the side of the van and looked at the red house where Zhang Heng lived, a complicated look on his face. After a while, he walked to the convenience store in the opposite direction.
"I'm going to eat something. I didn't eat enough at the bar."
The man in the blue jacket made an OK gesture to Alicia, and the latter breathed a sigh of relief and continued to listen to the sounds in the room.
They heard Song Jia drink another bottle of wine, and she seemed to be completely drunk on the sofa, never to move again. Then, they heard Ole taking off his clothes and walking to the bedroom on the second floor. However, Song Jia's clothes, along with her wallet stuffed with the bug, were left on the first floor.
"What should we do?" Alicia had no idea what to do at this time. Although she deliberately said a lot of bad things about Song Jia to piss Ole off, deep down, she did not want Song Jia to be taken advantage of because she was drunk. What's more, the Chinese man was obviously up to no good.
The man in the blue jacket scratched his head. "I'll call the hotel's front desk and tell them that someone is drunk inside. Contact a designated driver."
"No, he will definitely be suspicious, and it may be too late by the time he gets there."
"This is so troublesome. Why don't we just kidnap her? At least Ole will like this plan."
"What if we kidnap the wrong person?"
"If we kidnap the wrong person … just pretend that nothing happened. I have contacted Hans and asked him to bring that thing here. We can do it in advance."
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