Chapter 1603: Chapter 1582: Liar Gao Yang placed his hand on Number Thirteen’s shoulder and said with a resigned expression, “Brother, sober up. If you’ve finished asking your questions, let her go.” After Gao Yang finished speaking, he looked at Osa and then said sternly, “I don’t want to say too much. I’m just reminding you, forget everything that happened tonight. It’s better for you and us. I don’t want to kill you, but I just don’t want to kill an innocent woman who got involved. If you spread what happened today, you’ll be my enemy, and I only like enemies who are dead. So, for the sake of you and your father, be smart. Now, take your things and leave.” Osa looked bewildered, but she moved quickly, immediately standing up to leave. At this moment, Number Thirteen said softly, “Sit down, stay put.” After speaking, Number Thirteen looked at Gao Yang thoughtfully, then said with a helpless expression, “She can’t leave yet. She is useful to me, very useful.” Osa stood there in a daze, and Gao Yang waved her down impatiently, saying in a low voice, “Sit down.” Osa sat back down, while Number Thirteen, sitting in his wheelchair, held his chin with his right hand, looking troubled and said, “I’m thinking about how to utilize your value. Now it seems, I need to think carefully.” After a brief pause, Number Thirteen turned to Gao Yang and said, “Can you leave? With you here, there are things I don’t know how to say. You know I’m used to working alone.” Gao Yang shook his head and said, “No, I need to keep an eye on you.” Number Thirteen helplessly extended his right hand, then suddenly drew it back and made a swift motion. Following this, Number Thirteen said with a helpless expression, “See, if I wanted to kill her, she’d already be dead, and you wouldn’t have been able to stop it.” Osa covered her left cheek in surprise. She seemed to have seen something flash before her eyes, and when she touched her face, she discovered a few strands of cut hair. Gao Yang looked at the throwing knife still gently quivering, embedded in the wall behind Osa, and was at a loss for words, only able to put on a helpless and pained expression. Meanwhile, Taylor glanced at the knife in the wall, then at Osa’s cut hair, and finally at the calm-looking Number Thirteen, giving a thumbs-up: “Nice knife throw.” Osa opened her mouth wide, holding a strand of cut hair, and trembled as she said, “What happened?” Number Thirteen waved his hand at Gao Yang again and said, “You guys go. I want to talk to her alone.” Gao Yang shook his head and said sternly, “Don’t even think about it. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re planning. For you, killing her isn’t the key; the key is the process of killing her. You want to slowly slit her throat and enjoy the sensation of her blood spraying on your face, not just throw a knife to pierce her brain. Therefore, I will never leave!” Osa started to tremble all over, now seemingly truly aware of the kind of person she was dealing with. Number Thirteen looked at Gao Yang strangely, frowning as he said, “Where do you get these twisted ideas from?” Gao Yang honestly replied, “Watching movies, reading books. I can’t remember exactly where I saw it, but I know that’s usually what psychos do.” Number Thirteen frowned and said, “Nonsense, I would never do that. You said yourself that’s a psycho’s way of doing things.” Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novelFirｅ.net Number Thirteen turned back towards Osa and said, “Look into my eyes. Do I look like a psycho to you?” Osa and Number Thirteen exchanged a glance, then thought for a long time before saying with a sob, “No.” Number Thirteen nodded and said solemnly, “That’s right, trust your judgment because it’s correct. Now listen to me, we are a crime organization, cross-border. Hmm, we mainly steal things. We only accept commissions to steal things that can’t be legally obtained, and occasionally we rob, when it’s impossible to steal.” After finishing, Number Thirteen pointed at Gao Yang and said solemnly, “He’s our boss. He only takes care of the business deals, while the stealing is up to me. As for him, the big guy, well, you can ignore him. He’s just the muscle.” After finishing, Number Thirteen said earnestly, “We also kill people, very rarely, but sometimes it’s necessary to keep things secret. Generally speaking, killing is our boss’s job. He doesn’t know how to do anything except kill, while I’m good at it, but I never kill. As for the muscle, he’s very rough, as you can see. He’s the enforcer; I give jobs I can’t handle to him to solve through brute force.” After spouting all this nonsense, Number Thirteen sighed and said to Osa, “You should already know, we have accepted a commission this time to steal a hunting rifle from Poloneshenko’s house, an antique rifle that’s very, very valuable and meaningful, but as you can see, I’m injured, so I can’t personally steal it.” Osa seemed engrossed in listening and suddenly said, “Why were you injured?” Number Thirteen pursed his lips, pointed at Gao Yang, and said helplessly, “He took this job. We tracked the gun, but we really didn’t expect it to be in Poloneshenko’s hands, so we wanted to give up. However, the employer didn’t want us to quit because we are the best, the top art thieves in the world. So the employer decided not to find someone else to replace us. He decided to force us to steal the gun. Our negotiations broke down, we lost one person, and three were injured, me included. The other two are in the hands of our employer. If we don’t steal the gun, they’ll die, and so will we three.” Osa nodded thoughtfully, and Number Thirteen said with a helpless expression, “So, you have to help us with something. I don’t want to say it, but I have to tell you, you don’t have a choice. If you don’t do what I say, your father will die. I can’t prove this to you because that would mean your father dies. Or, point out someone you dislike, and we’ll kill them to prove we’re not joking. How about that?” Osa instinctively nodded, but then shook her head, saying, “No, no need. There’s no one I dislike enough to want dead. Uh, what do you want me to do?” Number Thirteen sighed, evasively replying, “You remind me of an ex-girlfriend of mine. I wanted to talk to you alone, but it seems I won’t get the chance.” Osa surprisingly found the leisure to be curious and nervous, saying, “Like your ex-girlfriend? I guess your breakup wasn’t that simple?” Number Thirteen exhaled, shook his head slightly, and with a deep expression, said, “Yes, she died while we were carrying out a mission together. She died in my arms.” (To be continued. If you work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)