"Oh, I left my bag there and there are still a lot of things we need in it! What should I do?"
Lilian blushed and raised her hand, her fair wrist was red from being strangled, "We still have to get some things and our ID cards are all in that bag!"
"Uncle, I don't want to go in again to get it. That place is very creepy, or you can ask your wife's colleague to give it to us?"
Stephan was in a dilemma when he looked at the handcuffs marks on her hands. I listened to the words in my ear and my breathing stopped for a few seconds.
He actually asked me to do such a thing for them? Stephan, how stupid and gullible did you think I was?
The next second, my phone rang.
"Natasha, are you back from your business trip? My friend got into trouble and left a bag at your police station. Can you ask your colleague to send it to them?"
Stephan's voice on the phone was calm and not guilty.
If I hadn't seen these things with my own eyes, I wouldn't even have any doubts. After eight years of marriage, my trust in him was so high that others would think I was stupid.
My eyes were hot and my throat was choked and I agreed, "What color is it? I'll ask my colleague to find it."
Lilian's weak voice came from the phone, "White, white."
"White, I'll give you the address later." Stephan answered while flicked Lilian's forehead lovingly.
I nodded lightly and didn't ask any more questions. Then I received an unfamiliar address on my phone.
Walking back to the detention room, I saw the white bag in the corner at a glance.
It was a new model from Hermes. There was only one in the counter in the west of the city in the whole Seattle and the distribution alone costed millions.
When Stephan came to me to discuss the fake divorce, I saw the packaging box in his office. I thought it was his anniversary gift to me, but I didn't expect that he gave me a divorce that was hard to tell whether it was real or fake. And this bag was for Lilian.
"Natasha, do you know those two people?" The new colleague showed up with a handsome face that made people and gods angry and asked me curiously.
"I don't know them. They came back to get the bag, I took it with me."
I lied and asked him to go out first.
When I picked up the bag, a silver key fell out. When I bent down, the things in the bag scattered all over the floor. All kinds of things were scattered there and the strong visual impact almost made me unable to stand.