Very not easy to go home, where Quinton Richardson learned that Aaron Anderson took people to the house, but also made Mrs. Zhou half angry. Now he has the idea of killing people in his heart.
However, after all, this is the door of the house. Mrs. Zhou doesn’t know anything, and she has congenital heart disease, so Quinton Richardson has to endure it.
After a long time, Aaron Anderson said, “You know what you have done.”
Quinton Richardson one Leng, eyes flashed a trace of guilty conscience.
A moment later, he suddenly bent his lips and smiled sarcastically: “Fu Zong came to my humble abode just to play charades with me? If nothing happens, please leave here.”
Quinton Richardson said, immediately a face awe-inspiring shut people out of the door, was trying to close the door but was assistant to stop.
“Quinton Richardson, I advise you not to act rashly.”
In a word, Quinton Richardson was crushed to death.
As a result, the look on Quinton Richardson’s face became more and more ugly, almost gloomy and about to drip water. If this is not at home, how can he let the other party be presumptuous here!
Aaron Anderson, however, was unconscious. He was slender and stood in place with a strong oppressive feeling and a cold tone: “Quinton Richardson, last Wednesday night, tell me where you are.”
Quinton Richardson: “What do you mean, do I need to report to you where I am? Do you think you are a private detective or a policeman?”
Aaron Anderson sneered: “The dead duck has a hard mouth. Since you don’t say it, I will tell you that last Wednesday night, you stayed there for nearly an hour at the roadside stall opened by a Wang Xing woman, Su Cen and Sarah Miller.”
These words were clearly organized, well-founded and logically rigorous, and Quinton Richardson was speechless in an instant.
“You investigated me?”
Quinton Richardson smiled, a creepy smile.
“Even if you investigate me, what can I do? I am Sarah Miller’s boyfriend. I have dinner with her and have barbecue with Sarah Miller’s best friend, that is, your wife. I don’t need to report it to you?”
“Of course you don’t need to report to me what you want to do.”
Aaron Anderson shook his head indifferently, then turned to his assistant, who took out a book from the file bag, and Aaron Anderson took it with a smile. “Well, you must remember this book, right?”
Quinton Richardson stared at the book in each other’s hand.
Instantly clenched his fist: “… what do you want?”
Of course he knows this book.
That was before, when the old house was set on fire, Quinton Richardson didn’t know that Aaron Anderson was following himself, and the other party was neat and vigorous. Quinton Richardson was no match for Aaron Anderson at all, and was pinched by the other party’s neck. In desperation, he could only take out the book in his arms and beg for mercy.
Quinton Richardson originally thought that the other party couldn’t understand this book, or regarded it as a fabricated novel book, and dismissed it.
He didn’t expect Aaron Anderson to understand the mystery.
But now watching the book appear in front of his eyes, Quinton Richardson’s eyes jumped.
Aaron Anderson looked at his expression and smiled more happily: “I have long said that the next time I meet you, it will never make you feel better, but what about you?”
“Not only do you take my words as a deaf ear, but you dare to attack Su Cen now. Do you really think I don’t know anything?”
Quinton Richardson was not intimidated by his remarks. Instead, he said, “I can’t understand what you are saying at all.”