The Man in Power After Being Married into Her Family

Fisher replied in a shaky voice, almost weeping, "If you guys want to do something bad and I take you in, the authorities won't let me go afterwards..."

Kazuo smiled. "Then maybe you should sacrifice yourself for the safety of your family."

Fisher barked back, "Even if I did as you said, how will you guarantee my family's safety?!"

Kazuo's smile remained. "Well, you can only choose to trust me. I can't give you any other guarantee aside from my promise."

He growled threateningly, "Firstly, your family will surely die if you don't do what I say!"

After that, Kazuo's expression instantly softened and he said seriously, "Fisher Charles, I'm not a psychopathic murderer. I just want to finish my mission and leave the United States safely with my money. I don't need or want to kill your family."

Fisher was guarded. He retorted in disbelief, "Who knows if you'll kill them after the mission is completed? In most kidnapping cases, the perpetrators will still kill the hostages in order to avoid exposure!"

"Kill them?" Kazuo smiled contemptuously. "Use your brain, Fisher Charles. I came to see you with my real face today, and I'll also be appearing at the ballroom on the eleventh looking like this. My face will definitely be captured by the surveillance cameras in the ballroom. Since I'll be exposed, why do I need to kill in order to silence my hostages? Wouldn't I be making a fool out of myself?"

When Fisher heard this, he came to believe Kazuo's words to a certain extent.

Based on Fisher's conventional understanding of criminals, the reason for killing and silencing was to avoid exposure. Kazuo's words also made sense. Since he would be exposed, killing and silencing his victims would be tantamount to covering his ears when stealing bells.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

As he thought of this, he looked at Kazuo and said, "Okay, I promise you! Please make sure not to hurt my family!"

"Don't worry." Kazuo smiled faintly. "My subordinates will feed your family on the night of the eleventh and hide the container in a safe location. I'll send you the location after I leave the United States.

You'll be able to rescue them that very

same night.'

Kazuo added, "Fisher Charles. After we leave, it's very likely that the police will look for you to investigate this matter.

They might even list you as a

suspect. You don't have to be afraid,

though. You just need to tell them

the truth. You can even tell the police the location of the container and let them save your family. They believe what you say even more. Even if they charge you, you won't receive a heavy sentence. At most, you'll be imprisoned for a few years. However, look at the bright side. Your family will be safe."

When Fisher heard this, he felt a little more grateful to Kazuo.

He didn't expect these kidnappers to think everything out so carefully for him. In his desperation, it seemed like a twisted form of benevolence. Kazuo's words managed to dispel Fisher's doubts completely.

He looked at Kazuo and said, "I'll take you to the ballroom as a waiter on the night of the eleventh. That's all I need to do, right?"

Kazuo laughed, pleased. "It's not just me. There's eight of us. Your task will be complete as long as you can bring all eight of us in."

Kazuo also added, "You don't have

to worry that others might find it strange. As far as I know, the charity dinner is a farge event

accommodating at least two to

three hundred guests. It's also a net

prestigious event, so more

manpower is always welcome. You can tell your colleagues that the eight of us are temporary helpers from other departments of The Palace Hotel. No one will find it suspicious."

Fisher nodded, albeit rather warily.

In order to maximize profits, the hotel was usually unequipped with adequate manpower. Every so often, temporary helpers would be needed.

Temporary helpers were also very

easily accessible. In New York's free

labor market there were a large

number of temporary workers who would work for one day and rest for three. They would work as part-time workers to earn meager living expenses, and didn't mind doing anything as long as they had no money to eat. They will also rush to apply for a job regardless of the job scope, so long they were paid the hourly rate of fifteen dollars.

Thus, they were very flexible. They could work as a waiter in the hotel today, and they could be cleaning dishes in a restaurant tomorrow. They might even be working as a porter at a construction site in two days' time. If Fisher were to arrange for eight temporary workers, it definitely wouldn't arouse any.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said to Kazuo, "Alright. I promise you, I'll arrange for the eight of you to be inside the hotel on the eleventh."