Chapter 357: Discharge From Hospital

It was as if a thin and sharp foreign object had pierced into her body, and the cold pain penetrated every nerve.

The muscles on Emma's face twitched unconsciously, and she could no longer maintain the newly learned formulaic smile. Her face suddenly turned cold, returning to her world-weary and world-hating look.

She thought to herself, "Fuck, John is getting more and more powerful. He doesn't even need the bone spurs buried in my head to create pain that goes deep into my soul... Damn, do you think I'm a fool? If I really create a secret cult according to your orders, wouldn't I just become a target for you to take the blame?"

"Just like the idiot Bucks on the other side, he actually participated in the riot in the House of Lords. I bet that Crovitt will never have enough to eat. The Anti-Suppression Bureau must be furious now. Maybe they are already holding an action meeting against us at this moment!"

The consciousness of Crovitt, who was sleeping in Emma's heart, frowned suddenly, as if he felt something was wrong.

But even so, Emma only dared to complain about these disobedient words in her heart. On the surface, she still showed a sincere expression full of apology, crying like a complaining woman: "How dare I forget your order, Boss John!"

"You ordered me to incite those stupid prostitutes before, didn't I complete it according to your instructions?"

"Now the bachelors in the entire Whitechapel area have already known that their only entertainment on weekdays is to accuse the citizens of the whole London of the dangerous situation they are suffering, the injustice of their sisters, and the inaction of Scotland Yard, and resolutely They took to the streets to march, and in the end, they were all trampled to death by the marchers. "

"These perverts who have nowhere to vent their evil will definitely go to pubs and alleys in other areas to look for true love that has a shelf life of only one night. When they are drunk or overwhelmed, they will definitely not be able to keep their mouths shut and spread the news of the brutal murders in the Whitechapel area... The panic-inducing message has been passed on in a despicable way. Isn't this the result you want, Boss John?"

The boy just smiled at the girl who was defending herself. The seemingly gentle smile made Emma feel particularly creepy.

Her skin began to feel tingling again, as if John's eyes were really sharp as needles, and falling on her body was like a sharp needle piercing her body.

She couldn't help swallowing her saliva and continued to argue: "And didn't you ask me to go undercover in Glover & Sons, Boss John?"

"The tasks of this company are really fucking heavy. Every day, there are all kinds of forms and daily reports... I have been working overtime day and night to complete the undercover tasks you assigned. If I didn't have a heart, I would have died of overwork!" Emma complained: "I now fully understand why William wanted to kill his boss Alden before... I can't wait to cut my stupid boss into pieces now!"

"I have to work hard during the day and at night, and I have to monitor the young man who has come into contact with the invisible art late at night... I don't even have time to sleep, how can I squeeze out time to recruit believers to create a secret cult?!"

The boy still just smiled at the quibbling girl. At this moment, Emma was in so much pain that she was sweating and soaking her clothes.

But if it was just physical pain, it would be fine. What's more terrifying is that she has felt that the interval between the soul and the body has begun to vibrate slightly!

This body that did not belong to her seemed to be about to fall down, into the embrace of another consciousness sleeping deep in her soul.

"Okay, okay, I surrender!"

Emma shouted loudly, her face was as pale as snow, and the hair on her forehead was wet with sweat from the severe pain.

"I understand. I won't be lazy anymore! I will start to set up a secret sect when I go back, and quietly make weird remarks on the streets to attract those guys with ulterior motives."

The boy finally spoke at this time. He seemed to be a little regretful and disappointed and shook his head slowly and said, "Emma, ​​you misunderstood me again."

"After what happened today, the Anti-Suppression Bureau will definitely strengthen its control over the city of London. At this time, you are still promoting the invisible art on the streets. Wouldn't it attract unnecessary attention?"

"I can understand that, Emma, ​​your recent work tasks are so heavy and hard that you are so busy that you can't spare time to attend the dessert tea party every afternoon, the wine party every Wednesday night, the concert every Friday night, and the garden activities every Saturday morning."

Every time the boy recited a schedule, the sweat on the girl's forehead became more and more dense.

She was in so much pain that her eyes rolled back slightly, her pupils behind her drooping eyelids shrank and expanded, she screamed a low and meaningless whine in her throat, her body was trembling and spasming, so that the round table supported by her hands began to tremble.

"I am not the kind of black-hearted capitalist who will only exploit the value of employees unscrupulously."

"I also understand your hard work during this period of time, Emma... How about this, I will give you a long vacation, Emma, ​​you should have a good rest for a while."

The boy released his palm on the girl's head, and the girl's eyes immediately regained clarity, and the pink blood color climbed up her face again like a tide, and a pretty red cloud rose on her cheeks.

The girl who woke up swallowed her saliva again, but this time it was not because she was frightened by John's terror, but because she saw this huge table full of sumptuous dinner, but no one touched the knife and fork at all!

"AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaUaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"" The girl wolfed down piece after piece of tender steak into her mouth, with a charming smile of happiness and satisfaction on her face.

She raised a glass of fragrant fruit wine and sent the food filling her mouth into her stomach. Then she temporarily stopped eating and turned to look at the young man in the chairman's position, looking straight into his deformed and ugly third eye. .

"John, why have you lied to me for so long?"

The awakened Crovette asked angrily, her cheeks puffed up as if she had two apples stuffed into them.

The young man smiled and said nothing, but some words that should not be revealed easily resounded in Crovette's mind.

She listened to the explanation in her mind and pondered for about three seconds before snorting, "In that case, I will forgive you generously!"

"Very good. This concludes this week's meeting. Please prepare."

"It's time to welcome me out of the hospital."