"These are not important right now, you just need to answer my questions."
Stella Noah Jackson said indifferently.
As she spoke, she opened the wooden box beside her.
Inside was a pile of gold bars...
She raised her hand, casually flipping through the gold bars, then took out a few and waved them in front of her eyes.
"From now on, if you answer all my questions truthfully, these things are yours... but if you lie... I will use this..." she said, taking out a sharp pair of scissors.
Seeing this, the assistant backed up two steps in panic.
"Cut off all your long hair!" At this time, Stella Noah Jackson's voice sounded again.
For a woman, there's no more terrifying threat than this!
Sure enough, as she finished speaking, the other person swallowed.
"You... ask away!"
Stella Noah Jackson nodded and continued to ask.
"Three years ago, where was Mark Duncan, and what happened!"
Her question left the assistant with a confused expression.
