In My Desperate Time
Chapter 585: He Recognizes Me

"It is me, of course. I have prepared cash. As soon as I see the goods, I will send the money to you by helicopter."

It turns out Hilda transfers the money by helicopter every time.

No wonder the police can't replace any evidence after trying for so long.

Before we come, Linda planted a miniature wire behind my ear. Now, everything they say will be recorded. Hopefully, nothing will go wrong.

"Linda, can we trust this gentleman you've brought? He can't be a cop or something, right?"

Hilda glances at Linda and then at me with disdain.

Mike also frowns.

After whispering something to the woman beside him, the woman walks over with a tiny metal detector.

I am agitated.

Linda told me the bug was the latest technology, so ordinary metal detectors won't be able to replace it.

But what if this isn't an ordinary metal detector?

If Mike replaces out there's something wrong with me, will he throw me into the sea and feed me to the fish?

My heart is pounding so fast that I think I might suffer from a heart attack.

The woman comes to me. I only reach her eyebrows.

I hold my breath and stand there motionlessly, watching her scan me with her gadget.

Suddenly, the detector beeps.

I am finished!

My heart is in my mouth. Mike and Hilda quickly stand up.

"It's just a button. It's so obvious. Is the detector necessary?"

Linda says and glances at the woman indifferently.

The woman turns her head calmly and prepares to continue the examination.

Frances says softly,

"There's no need to check. I saw him many years ago. He was working for Terence then. He even killed several cops for him. How can he be one of them?" Obviously, I never kill a cop. Why is he helping me?

Could it be he has recognized me?

It's impossible. No one should be able to recognize me in this makeup.

Maybe he thinks I'm an undercover agent or something?

There is no time for me to think about that.

Fortunately, Mike believes him and gives the woman a look, so she sits back down with that terrifying tool.

I finally relax.

My feet are limp from agitation.

Luckily, Linda holds me to keep me still, so that I don't give myself away.

In the beginning, everyone only drinks and chats without mentioning the pending transaction.

Although I'm allergic to alcohol, red wine isn't a problem.

I can tell Mike really likes Hilda. He peeks at her from time to time.

He also looks at Frances with hostility.

He must be devastated and furious that his beloved woman is married to someone else.

Probably because he wants to get Frances drunk, Mike keeps serving him wine. Frances humors and drinks with him without saying a word for a long time. When they almost have enough wine, Mike winks at the woman beside him.

She nods and gets up to leave.

Soon, she returns.

She is holding a small bag which contains white powder.

"This stuff is good. I know neither of you has tried it. Now, it's time for you to show your sincerity."

As he speaks, he looks at Frances and me.

"You two, who wants to be the first?"