Chapter 481 Top Ten Torture Methods

Shirley patted Irving, her patience almost running out. She urged, "If you have any ideas, just speak up. Don't you try to fool me!" Irving smiled awkwardly, "The impostor of Mr. Quintin is indeed very cautious. He only contacts me through text messages, and we can't pin his location through his phone number. So unless he is willing to show up, we can't find him. At present, you're the only person who can lure him to show up." "I'm afraid you think too highly of me..." Shirley added dejectedly, "Ever since he stood me up, I could no longer contact him. If he really cared about me, he wouldn't have left without bidding farewell to me." "I believe that the impostor must have his own reason..." "So what do you want me to do exactly?" "It's very simple. Ms. Wilson, come with me." Irving beckoned Shirley with his finger. In the night, they walked around in the huge and mysterious Crimson