Chapter 294: Escape
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
This time, it was the masked man again. He brought Jeffrey dinner and a pen and paper.
“Write down the shops you recommend.”
Jeffrey picked up a pen and paper and began to write, while the masked man sized him up.
“How does it feel to be locked up here, Young Master?” “There’s no point in living,” Jeffrey said bluntly.
“I heard them say that you slept for the entire afternoon.”
Sure enough, those people were paying close attention to his movements. “If you can give me a game controller, maybe I can do more than just sleep.”
“Oh, then I’m sorry. I don’t have that thing.” After the masked man put away the pen and paper, he left mercilessly.
“That’s a pity.” Jeffrey smiled at his back.
Dinner was still a hamburger and water, but this time there was an extra plate of fries and a packet of ketchup.
This time, there were no white chocolate chips in the burger, which meant that the plan should not change.
He silently finished everything, and after spinning in circles, he lay back on the bed in boredom.
He continued to count silently in his heart until he reached nearly 20,000. The basement opened again, and the masked man who had delivered lunch walked in.
Jeffrey’s fingers rubbed the edge of his pants, and the masked man said,
“Young Master, our boss has invited you, so please come out.”
Jeffrey didn’t know if this person was a friend or a foe, but when he thought of the contents of the chocolate chip at noon, he still followed him out of the basement.
The door opened, revealing a winding corridor. Compared to the sewers, this was more like a specially dug underground laboratory.
The masked man didn’t say anything. Jeffrey was confused, but he didn’t dare to say anything.
Suddenly, the masked man stopped in his tracks. He pushed him back and stuffed him into a corner.
“Hey, Corey, why are you here in the middle of the night?”
From the other end of the corridor, a man wearing a white and green mask walked over.
The masked man, who was also known as the ‘Corey’, leaned against the wall, blocking the light in the corner, and Jeffrey.
Jeffrey was pressed against the wall. Hearing the approaching footsteps, he felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
Corey took out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. “Staying here day and night, who would remember if it was morning or midnight?”
“I wonder when these days will end?” The person seemed to have the same feeling. “The longer I stay here, the closer I will go to madness.”
“Soon, right? Didn’t you say that the Young Master is very willing to cooperate? As long as he works with us and makes the thing as soon as possible, we can leave this d*mn place.”
Pa! Corey pressed the lighter and lit up a cigarette. He then handed it to the man. “Want one?
“No, I have to go back to the laboratory later. If I go back with the smell of smoke, I’ll be criticized.” As he spoke, he deliberately took two steps back, as if he was afraid of being smoked by secondhand smoke.
Corey said disdainfully, “If you ask me, that bean sprout professor is the most annoying. He can’t do this or that all day long. It’s really annoying to work with him. I don’t know where the higher-ups found this weirdo.”
The man coughed helplessly. “People are capable and know how to make those strange potions. That’s why Boss is willing to serve them. For people like us who only know how to use our fists, we can only listen to orders and be picked
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“Forget it, let’s not talk about it. The more I talk about it, the angrier I get.” Corey threw the cigarette butt on the ground in frustration and crushed it with his foot a few times.
The man patted Corey’s arm. “You’ve been too tense recently. Why don’t you go talk to Dr. Lane? Maybe she can help you relieve some stress.”
Corey sounded eager. “If we ask her to do it, I think it can remove a lot of pressure.”
“You’re just spouting nonsense here. Do you dare to say it in front of Dr. Lane?” “I dare to say that in front of her,” Corey said disdainfully.
“Alright, let’s make a bet. We’ll bet that you dare to ask Dr. Lane out for a round in front of everyone at the meeting on Monday.”
“Tsk, let’s bet. If we lose, we’ll treat the other party to a year’s worth of wine.”
“Deal! ”
The two of them clapped their hands together and made the bet.
“Then I’ll leave first.” The man stretched his back and said, “You should go back and rest. I don’t know what you’re going to do tomorrow..”