Bosses Are Never Good People

Roan's current way of doing it was to empathize with the other party.

The information that Mona had sent him about Frazer showed that Frazer had never been to high school, which meant that he was uneducated and unlikely to have studied psychology.

He had no family, which made him lack love and care. That was why he did things like killing and dismembering people without any psychological burden.

Changing jobs often meant that he was either clumsy and always fired, or he was dissatisfied with his job. For example, he found the work too troublesome, his colleagues were not easy to get along with, and his boss was always picking on him.

Either way, it was enough to prove that Frazer did not like the act of 'work'.

Therefore, mocking work would definitely resonate with Frazer.

As expected, when he heard Roan say that he went upstairs to check the room just to complete his mission and that the FBI was just a job, Frazer's attitude instantly softened.

"Alright, cowardly agent."

Perhaps it was to maintain his dignity in front of Sabrina, but Frazer still did not give up on calling him a 'coward.' However, his tone was much calmer.

"Hurry up and look at the house. There's no 'surprise' that your brainless boss is worried about. After you look at the house, let's hurry up and make a deal."

Roan shrugged and pointed at the pink bed in the room.

"What about below? I want to make sure that there's no 'surprise' hidden underneath. You know, my superiors are all brainless. I don't want them to find fault with me and deduct my salary. Who knows which nightclub they'll go to with my salary to play games!"

"Damn it!"

Frazer, who was hiding his head behind Sabrina, rolled his eyes. He held Sabrina's neck with his left hand and pointed a gun at her temple with his right hand. He slowly brought her to the other side of the room and said, "Then hurry up and take a look. There are only the clothes and toys I prepared for Sabrina under the bed. There's no surprise."

"I trust you, Frazer."

Roan shrugged and took a few more steps forward. He knelt on one knee and flipped open the blanket that was hanging down by the bed. As he glanced under the bed, he replied,

"But you know, Frazer, all the bosses in the world are the same. They will use all kinds of reasons to target you, as if letting you have a comfortable day will make them uncomfortable!"

Sabrina rolled her eyes, while Fraser nodded in agreement.

"You're right. Bosses are never good people! So when the boss of the dye factory said that I wasn't enthusiastic about my work and wanted to deduct half a month's salary, I chopped him into pieces that night!

"Damn it, I'm never late for work every day. What right does he have to say that I'm not enthusiastic about work!"

Roanwas speechless.

Oh my god, there was an unexpected gain?

Roan's eyelids twitched. He realized that he was already close enough to Frazer, and he could barely see Frazer's head from the side. He quietly took out the fountain pen from his pocket and held it in his hand. Just as he was about to stand up, Frazer suddenly shouted,

"Don't move!"

Roan's face instantly darkened, but then he heard Frazer shouting,

"What's that outside the villa? The FBI's new weapon? Are you lying to me?"

'Where did the sniper rifle come from? SWAT couldn't be that fast!'

Roan's expression relaxed slightly, but his brows were tightly knitted. He quietly hid the fountain pen in the back of his hand, got up, and looked outside the villa through the glass of the bedroom. He found a black camera on the wall of the villa, broadcasting what happened in the bedroom.

"F*ck!"

Frazer had hidden in the corner of the bedroom with Sabrina. Others couldn't see him from the outside, and Frazer could not see the outside either.

However, Frazer and Sabina had just shifted their positions. Through the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom, they immediately noticed the camera outside.

"Trust me, Frazer, that's not some new FBI weapon."

Roan cursed the television station for being so useless. He made up his mind that he would get some compensation from them later. Then, he hurriedly turned around and comforted Frazer, "That's the FBI's law enforcement recorder, okay? I've told you before, my superior is a retard. They're afraid that I'll do something that doesn't conform to the rules during my mission, so they used the law enforcement recorder to monitor me! Trust me, okay?"

Roan's expression froze. He did not believe it himself.

As expected, after hearing Roan's words, Frazer's face turned red instantly. He was so excited that his entire body trembled. Half of his body left Sabrina's back, and his head finally popped out from behind Sabrina.

The gun in his right hand was no longer pointed at Sabrina's temple, but at Roan.

"Do you think I'm a fool? When the FBI is on a mission, when have you ever paid attention to the rules of the law? That is your new weapon!"

Roan was speechless.

Frazer's words were reasonable and convincing.

The scene in the bedroom was transmitted into the thousands of households through the camera. Seeing Frazer excitedly pointing his gun at Roan, Mona cried out in shock. Augustus's eyes widened in panic. Veronica's muscles tensed up, and her legs were squeezed tightly.

In the reception, the corners of Bronson's mouth curled up subconsciously. Matthew clenched his fists and muttered that the murderer had to shoot quickly. Several members of parliament narrowed their eyes. Many female guests covered their mouths and exclaimed. They turned around, not daring to see the bloody scene that would happen next.

As for Lacey, who was standing outside the villa, she was cursing out loud. It was unknown if she was cursing at Roan or the murderer, but she immediately picked up her gun and rushed into the villa.

The burgundy-haired reporter, Linette's heart was pounding, and her mind was in a mess. This was the first time she had seen someone about to shoot someone at such a close distance.

"Cowardly agent, I didn't expect you to dare to lie to me!"

In the bedroom, Frazer cursed, "Go to hell!"

Before he could finish her sentence, Frazer bent his fingers and was about to pull the trigger. Sabrina, who was in front of him, screamed in fear.

However, Roan was faster than him. As soon as Frazer shouted, Roan raised his right hand, and the fountain pen that he had been preparing for a long time flashed in the air like a silver sword.

Bang!

Bang!

Two different voices rang out in the bedroom at the same time. The bullet whistled past the right side of Roan's cheek. The breeze that passed by was slightly warm, but Roan was unharmed. His expression was also very calm.

On the other side, Frazer's eyes were wide open as he collapsed on the ground. There was a fountain pen stuck in the middle of his forehead, and his face was facing the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom.

Through the windows, the audience in front of the television could see that the pen was inserted very deeply, leaving only a little bit of the end outside.

"Oh My God!"

"Jesus!"

"Holly Sh*t!"

"What the f*ck?!"

The audience in front of the television was shocked by Frazer's face, but they were speechless. They looked at Roan, who was comforting Sabrina, as if they had seen a ghost.

In the office of Investigation Team No. 5, Mona, Augustus, and the other agents had disbelief written all over their faces. The tensed muscles on Veronica's body relaxed after a brief tremble. Her legs were no longer crossed, and she looked at Roan with a complicated expression.

At the banquet, the senators and some female guests gasped. Bronson and Matthew were shocked. After hearing the discussions of the others, their expressions became as unsightly as could be.

"Did you see that?"

"Is that a fountain pen? Then it must be a fountain pen!"

"Are all FBI agents this strong now?"

"Do any of you know this agent? What's his name?"

"Damn it, I'm actually shocked!"