Chapter 92 Suffocate

Hearing it, the action of Stanley’s wiping his hands paused, "What's the matter?"

"It's strange. No signal!" Violet shook the phone, "Does Mr. Murphy have it?"

Stanley folded his handkerchief and put it in his chest pocket, then took out the phone from his trouser
pocket, "No."

"Neither of you?" Violet was slightly surprised, "How could this be?"

Stanley didn't reply her. He looked down. No one knew what he was thinking.

Violet put down the phone, "Mr. Murphy, I'll go outside to see if there is a signal."

Stanley didn't stop her.

Violet walked towards the factory door.

When she reached the door, she saw the door which was originally open was closed. Violet was
shocked. Suddenly, there was a bad guess in her mind.

The door would not be locked, would it?

When she was thinking about it, she quickly stretched out her hand to hold the doorknob, trying to open
the door, but the doorknob couldn't move at all.

The door was indeed locked.

Stanley walked over and knew what was going on at a glance. His face sank, "Can't open the door?"

Violet shook her head, "It was locked from the outside."

"Sure enough!" Stanley was not surprised at this.



Hearing this, Violet let go of the doorknob and looked at him, "Mr. Murphy, do you know that the door is
locked?"

Stanley tapped on the door panel, "When Jessie was still there, the mobile phone still had a signal.
After she left, our mobile phone no longer signaled. Obviously, some people didn’t want us to contact
the outside world. Someone installed a signal shield."

"Signal shield!" Violet frowned.

Stanley put his hand back in his trouser pocket, and said, "The signal shields on the market can only
be used in a building or a house, and they can’t shield signals on a large area..."

"Then what should we do now? We can't get out, and we can't contact the outside." Violet scratched
her hair, a little irritable.

Stanley turned around and walked in, "It won't help even if you are anxious. Why not worry about what
we will face next?"

Listening to this, Violet felt a little anxious, "Mr. Murphy, you mean we might be in danger?"

"Yeah, otherwise what do they lock us in here?" Stanley said in a deep voice.

Violet followed him back to where he was just now. Her eyes were filled with guilt, "Mr. Murphy, sorry. I
make you get involved."

"Nothing. It’s me who asked to come here with you." Stanley picked up a cardboard box and unpacked
it on the ground, bent over and sat down. Then he patted the position beside him, "Isn't you tired to
stand all the time? Sit! No matter what the danger is, just face it together."

Violet gave a wry smile and sat down beside him.



After sitting down, she heard Stanley say, "This time, it’s also Talia."

"Are you so sure?" Violet asked, hugging her knees.

Stanley sighed, "If I had been cheated by three million, I would not be reconciled, either. I would
definitely try to get it back. Even if I can't get it back, I can't let my enemy get it so easily. The robber
failed last night. Naturally, she would think of other ways to deal with you."

"But how does she know that these machines are mine?" Violet gritted her teeth.

From beginning to end, it was Jessie who came to purchase these machines.

"Is it difficult?" Stanley squinted at her, "As long as she checks the whereabouts of the three million
flows, everything will be known."

"This..." Violet patted her forehead annoyedly, "Why did I forget this?"

"Okay, it's useless to be upset. You still think about how to fight back after you go out." Stanley pinched
his eyebrows, and said tiredly.

Violet smiled, "This is simple."

"Do you have a way?" Stanley raised his eyebrows slightly.

Violet's eyes flashed, "Of course. After I go out, Talia will be over."

Looking at her confident face, Stanley smiled slightly, "Okay, then I'll wait for your good news, but now
open your hands."

"What's the matter?" Although Violet didn't know what he wanted to do, she still open her hands
obediently.



Seeing her two bloody palms, Stanley’s face was very gloomy.

Didn’t this woman feel pain?

Violet was a little embarrassed by being stared at by him, and wanted to withdraw her hands.

Stanley held one of her hands, "Don't move!"

Violet stopped moving immediately.

Stanley let go of her hands, pulled off the tie from his neck, and tore it forcefully into two pieces.

This scene made Violet feel so sorry, "Mr. Murphy, your tie is the work of Landis. You just tore it like
this. What a pity!"

Stanley glanced at her coldly, "I have so many."

"..." Violet was speechless and suddenly had nothing to say.

"Open your hands!" Stanley reminded.

Violet obediently did it. Watching his actions, she probably knew what he was going to do.

He was going to bandage her hands!

Violet thought about it with her heart beating faster.

Stanley put the widest side of the tie on the palm of her hand and began to wrap it round and round.

During bandaging it, he inevitably exerted strength.

Violet couldn't help letting out a muffled hmm, "It hurts!"



"Hold on!" Stanley said the two words in a cold voice.

However, although he said this, he became gentle a lot.

Violet noticed it and couldn't help laughing.

Stanley frowned, "What are you laughing at?"

"You’re so nice." Violet said while looking at him.

Stanley knew what she was referring to at once. He pressed his thin lips, pressing the palm of her
hand.

Violet let out a cry.

Stanley threw away her hand, "It's bandaged."

Violet pouted. How could she not know that he was taking revenge on her words just now?

But she didn't expect that he also had such a naive side.

Violet covered her lips and smiled secretly again, but it was a silent smile. Otherwise, he would be
upset when he heard it.

No one knew how long it past. Just when Violet felt a little sleepy, a few footsteps suddenly came from
outside the factory building. Then, something was thrown in one after another from the skylight, falling
on the ground making sound.

Violet instantly became sober and pointed to the nearest small bottle and asked, "Mr. Murphy, what is
that?"



Stanley didn't respond. He got up and took a look. When he saw the label on the bottle, his face
changed slightly, "This is nitrogen. Cover your nose and mouth! Quickly!"

"What?" Violet was so stunned. She immediately covered her nose and mouth tightly.

Sure enough, Stanley was right. The people who shut them here were really going to hurt them.

It was just that she didn't expect that that they would throw nitrogen in. This gas not only smelt
unpleasant, but if it smelt too much, it could cause people to suffocate and die. Talia wanted her to die!

Violet was so angry that her eyes were red. Her eyes were full of anger and hatred.

Stanley came back, also covering his nose and mouth. He asked in a dull voice, "Is there any water
here?"

Violet shook her head, "No, we just rented the factory. We only installed the power supply, but we
haven't had time to install the water supply."

Hearing this, Stanley's face tightened.

Seeing this scene, Violet felt even more guilty and even regretted.

If she hadn't blackmailed Talia, she wouldn't have gotten him involved.

All this was her fault.

"Mr. Murphy, sorry..."

"Don't speak. Hold your breath!" Stanley interrupted her in a deep voice.

Violet nodded repeatedly, indicating that she knew it.



However, it didn't take long for her to hold her breath to the extreme. Her entire face was flushed. Her
eye sockets were wet. She was even more dizzy. Her chest was very suffocated and very
uncomfortable.

"Mr. Murphy, I can't, I can't hold it anymore." Violet gasped.


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