You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 1173

Much less was it possible to imprison them all.

Moreover, several of them had quite a few visitors daily. They must be conspiring something in secret.

Otis kicked away the coffee table in apparent annoyance.

"Send more people to surround their houses and show it to the others. Then find a way to make the old man suffer a bit. Some old illness will do, and make sure he will have to stay in bed. If I don't fix them properly, they will think I am a sick cat! I don't believe that others will dare to follow them again."

"Yes, Mr. Robertson." Eugene leaned over, "I'll arrange for someone to do it right away."

He just got up and was ready to go to execution.

Otis suddenly called him back, "Wait."

"Mr. Robertson, what else can I do for you?" Eugene asked respectfully.

"I suspect that there are currently outside forces involved in the internal affairs of our military." Otis stood up and walked to the window; it was snowing outside the house, and the distant mountains were covered with snow and stretched out in the distance.

The pale sky and earth were bleak white.

"You call Mr. Moore at Military Intelligence and tell him to find out who, exactly, has been in frequent contact with foreign forces lately. What kind of threat would that pose to me." Otis thought about it. He must eliminate this possibility, so he could only rest assured.

For some reason, the recent strange movement made him somewhat worried.

Things, perhaps, were more complicated than he thought.

"Yes, Mr. Robertson," Eugene led the way.

"And."

Otis pushed open the window and let the cold winter wind pour straight into the house, immediately dispelling all the warmth.

The cold and stinging sensation made his mind extra clear.

"Frank's been guarding Hill 372 for many days now, I think." He asks, "Are the resources running out?"