"Mrs. Your parcel!"

The staff of the service company (property) in the community rang the doorbell and received the answer from the lady living here, and explained his purpose.

"There is a piece of your parcel here, we have conducted a certain level of security check. Should I put it at your door, or do you charge it now when you open the door?"

Schnoder's wife behind the door looked at the employee through the cat's eyes. Her familiar face seemed to be named Jamie or something, and she knew her.

She asked for leave for the child since she was threatened, and the two of them stayed at home, waiting for Schnoder to return from Ambilou.

At the same time, she called her younger brother last night, and he would come here in the morning and would not leave after the matter was over.

The service company in the community also received her request and agreed to strengthen the density of patrols here and dispatched four security guards to patrol here every thirty minutes.

After all, this is Mr. Schnoder's residence, and that is the mayor. Maybe he can be promoted in the future.

In this society, most companies are very willing to serve people with higher social status unilaterally without seeking returns. They call this "investment" to obtain friendships that these people may not care much about.

Whether it was because of Schnoder or they paid the full service fee every year, the service company met their requirements to the greatest extent and also got a professionally trained police dog from the local police station to smell the smell of gunpowder and catalyst.

As long as these two things are not available, even if the package has certain dangers, there will be no serious casualties.

Many high-end communities have regular small clinics. The higher the community, the more complete the equipment in the clinic.

For some time, medical groups in the empire are promoting the adoption of a policy called "family medical programs". They will package and sell some standing medical devices and drugs to these families at relatively low prices and open medical guidance services.

Just call the doctor or nurse who is waiting in front of the phone and they can guide these residents to use these medical devices and medicines correctly and promptly, and buy critical time for further treatment.

However, there seem to be some problems in the bill, which has not been passed in parliament so far, with the rumors pointing out that major medical groups have spent more than three million on public relations expenses.

The safe and medically secured community made Schnoder's wife not particularly panic at this time. She calmed down and suppressed her panic when the doorbell rang. She took a deep breath and replied, "You put the things on the ground and I will take them myself later."

She was not in a hurry to go out. At this time, no one could believe it. They had experienced similar situations before. Schnold's opponents lost their minds when they were obviously at a disadvantage, trying to force Schnold to voluntarily withdraw from the election by hurting them.

Unfortunately, the plan was not successful, but instead gave the couple a lot of experience that others had not had before.

Employees of the service company don’t care when they hear this. In this community... No, there is a similar situation in most communities. It is normal for people in the house to not trust strangers outside the house.

He would not think there was anything wrong, and he also learned that Mr. Schnoder's family seemed to be threatened by some people, so he cooperated very much and placed the package directly in front of the door, then said goodbye, turned around and left.

After about five minutes, through several windows, Schnoder's wife opened the door and took the package back.

There is no message from the sender on the package, and that item is blank, only the information from the recipient.

The package was about one foot square, and it was wrapped in paper shells. When she was about to unpack the package, the knock on the door rang again, but this time the person who came was not someone, but her younger brother.

After opening the door for his younger brother, the two of them focused on the package again.

"What did you buy?" The young man sat next to the sofa, picked it up and looked around for a few times, and weighed it casually, "It's quite light, are you clothes?"

Schnoder's wife shook her head, "I don't know, I'm a little worried, so I'd better put this thing aside..."

But before she finished speaking, her younger brother actually took the box apart, revealing a smaller box.

Perhaps driven by curiosity, Schnoder's wife no longer stopped her at this time, but she was a little scared to get out of the distance and then looked forward to something.

Her younger brother glanced at his sister, polished a dagger from his waist, and then gently picked open the box, and nothing happened.

Just as he stretched his head to look into the box, something suddenly exploded out of the box. With Schnoder's wife's scream and the rushing footsteps from the second floor, her brother was dyed red.

Yes, it's not a dangerous thing, it's just some red liquid, not like paint, without a pungent smell, but more like blood, with a slight fishy smell.

After being frightened, her younger brother had a blank mind for a few seconds, he looked at his panicked sister and the child who ran down from the upstairs and cried while running, and inexplicably wanted to laugh.

This was like a psychopath, and he became one of the "initiators" of the prank. Looking at his sister whose expressions were twisted, he explained and comforted him.

At this moment, the phone ringing rang, and Schnoder's wife answered the phone nervously. A low voice that had obviously changed came from the earpiece, "Are you satisfied with our gift?"

After saying this, the man hung up the phone without waiting for Schnoder's wife to answer, but in just one sentence, enough information was revealed, just a "we", which made her understand who created all this behind her back.

Schnoder knew about this later, which made him angry and helpless. The situation is now very bad. People from the consortium and the central bank of the Empire all think that he is the dysfunction of the whole thing, and constantly try every means to get through this link of him.

Even if they used some obvious means of crossing the line for this, they would do whatever they could.

In fact, this is easy to understand. A signature from Schnoder stopped these people from almost 50 million in funds and more profits that had already been realized.

Not to mention 50 million, even 50,000 is enough to hire a murderer.

In the face of the issue of life and death, whether it is the mayor, the consortium director, or even the gods, they are actually equally fragile.

This is a warning, warning him that those people have gradually lost patience, and the date of Dulin's return has been set. Compared to people like Dulin who are difficult to communicate and have no good ways to operate, Schnoder is obviously easier to operate.

Your own future, your own personal safety, your family's personal safety, revenge or threat from others, and all kinds of things piled up together to make Schnoder's headache.

He remembered what Bowos persuaded him again. No matter what the final result of this matter, Dulin would forgive Dilsina. Why should he be a bad person?

Dulin will not be moved by his persistence, but will encounter many terrible things.
Chapter completed!