Lotal knew that he was finished because of the crown crane he never forgets.

Now he finally understood what the meaning of one sentence:

It’s not wrong for people to have hobbies, but the scoring occasions and locations are the ones.

But it seems too late to understand this sentence now.

He just stood there silently.

Deng Sitan was looking at this person with interest.

After a while, he spoke, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Lotal."

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Deng Sitan." At this point, Lotal was still very calm.

It is not surprising that geniuses with high IQ like Lothar often have very low EQ. Many of them even find it difficult to understand the difference between joy and pain.

For example, Lothar.

From the second he met Deng Sitan, he had quickly analyzed the current situation.

Escape? It's impossible.

Waiting for rescue? It's also impossible.

Praying for Deng Sitan's forgiveness? That is also impossible.

Then the only result of waiting for yourself is the same:

die!

Since I already know that there is only such a unique way, what else can I worry about?

Deng Sitan was still a little depressed.

He likes to see his prey begging in front of him, begging hard like a dog.

But this was not the case in Lothar in front of him.

"Look, I have always trusted you very much, Mr. Lotal." Deng Sitan said slowly: "I have always believed that you are one of my best subordinates, but what makes me sad is why do you betray me?"

"I did not betray you, Mr. Deng Sitan." Lotal said calmly: "Yes, I did reveal some things that should not be revealed to a woman, but for the long time I followed you, I only made such a mistake that should not be made, but this mistake was enough to kill me.

Mr. Deng Sitan, you and I understand very well that you will never allow me to continue living in this world, but I still want to live, so I must find a way. Only here can I be safe. However, my little personal hobby ruined everything, but I don’t regret it, I have tried my best.”

Deng Sitan felt angry again.

This humble ant should crawl at his feet and beg forth with a real dog.

Instead of the current attitude.

Deng Sitan looked at him coldly: "You know a lot of my things, so now please tell me, who have you told these things after leaving me?"

This is something Deng Sitan must figure out.

How many people know this secret?

Lotal said after a while, "Can you give me a cigarette?"

Want to smoke?

Deng Sitan was stunned for a moment.

Lotal never smokes.

But now he wants to smoke? This shows that his heart is shaken.

At Deng Sitan's gesture, a cigarette was handed to Lotal.

Lotal took the cigarette, did not smoke it immediately, waved his hand and refused to ignite the lighter that had been lit, but just kept playing with the cigarette in his hand:

"I haven't told anyone because I know the secret is too big!"

"Please don't deceive me, Mr. Lothar." Deng Sitan didn't believe his words: "You will leave a way out for yourself, yes, so please tell me the truth. You should know that I am very kind to you now, but if I can't get the answer I want from your mouth, then a lot of terrible things will happen to you."

Lotal's body trembled.

Of course he knew what the terrible things Deng Sitan said were.

All kinds of inhuman torture will come to him.

He sighed softly, took out an antique kerosene lighter from his pocket, stroked it, and lit the cigarette for himself.

He took a few sips, spitting out smoke and said slowly:

"I certainly know what your terrible torture means. People like me, such a physique is simply unbearable."

"I promise." Deng Sitan said with a smile: "I promise you won't die. You will experience all my torture until I get what I want."

"Yes, yes." Lotal sighed heavily: "Mr. Deng Sitan, do you know that I not only have amazing talents in mathematics, but also I am also a genius in chemistry. There is no way, a genius will always quickly integrate similar things. Sometimes, I don't even need special training."

Deng Sitan didn't know why he suddenly had such inexplicable words, but he still listened to Lotal patiently:

"There is a plant called 'Michelle', which is the pronunciation in South America. It is not poisonous in itself, but when its juice is extracted and a small amount of elements is added, and then mixed with nicotine in the cigarette, it becomes a highly poisonous."

cigarette?

Deng Sitan suddenly changed color.

"Don't move, it's too late." Lotal sucked a few puffs of cigarettes again, and then threw away the cigarette butts: "You're not surprised, why do I, a person who doesn't smoke, bring a lighter with me? Because in the kerosene of this lighter, I have added special chemicals prepared with 'Michelle' juice, and now it's mixed with nicotine.

I can live for about 5 minutes, and I can guarantee that you don’t have time to send me to the hospital, even if you send me to the hospital, there is no special medicine for this poison. I prepared this chemical very early because I was worried about the inhuman torture that I would suffer when it fell into your hands, but you can no longer torture me.”

Deng Sitan's face turned pale.

He is one of the most powerful people in the world, and Lotal is just a trivial little person in his eyes.

But now, he, an amazing big man, was fooled by a little man like a monkey.

What else is more angering than this?

But Deng Sitan had no choice.

A smile appeared on Lotal's face:

"Power cannot solve everything, and you are not God, and you cannot decide a person's life and death. I am very afraid of death, but I am even more afraid of falling into your hands. Mr. Deng Sitan, if you can treat your subordinates with more tolerance, this scene may not have happened, but it is too late to say anything now."

It's too late to say anything now.

He glared to death and his subordinates to see it with his own eyes:
Chapter completed!