Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

The organizer was surprised, “What?”
Rodney seemed to be vexed, “I thought the special services you provided were for gays like me. But later, I saw there were all
girls on the third floor. However, I had to choose one since everyone else did.”
“I thought I’d talk to you later, but the fire broke out.” He spread out his hands and his fingers were very clean. And there was a
ring on his ring finger. He might be a married man like Ferne.
“You said you like men?” The organizer looked at him doubtfully and asked after a while, “What type?”
Rodney laughed and pointed at Ferne, “Like him.”
Ferne had nothing to say.
“Alright, it’s our fault for mistaking the guests’ needs.” Although the organizer was dubious about what Rodney just said, he
managed to restrain his fierce-looking and asked sharply, “But, can you tell me why the girl in your room disappeared?”
“I don’t know. I ran out after the fire was on.” Rodney said nonchalantly, giving people time to think. He behaved like a
gentleman, “Besides, how can you be sure that it is the girl in my room who disappeared?”
Of course, the organizer wasn’t sure. He just bluffed, but Rodney didn’t fall for the trap.
A moment later, Crowe went back with the list. He whispered in the organizer’s ear, “The number of people is exactly as the list,
but...”
He hesitated.
The organizer was a little impatient, “But what?”
“It’s just that ... one of our bodyguards is missing.” Crowe said in a low voice. Not surprisingly, the organizer slapped him fiercely.
After that, he turned around and said hurriedly, “Let the guests leave quickly. If the other party was here for that girl, they won’t
meddle our business. But if...”
Before he could finish, a sound of the police car came from outside.
“Who called the police!” The organizer’s face turned ashen with anger. “Are you sure about the list?!”

The crow hurriedly handed over the list. “I checked them all. There are no moles.”
“The list is correct, but who knows the person under that mask?” The organizer took the list and stared at Rodney, then at Ferne
Dalton.
Crowe asked, “Then what should I do? Shall I go to check now?”
“No!” The organizer kicked Crowe and said, “Take the girls and run from the secret tunnels right now!”
“Yes!”
When Ferne turned around, the girl’s body had disappeared. The bodyguards were cleaning the door, some were doing their
works in order as if they all got used to this situation. People in the room also went out and danced to the blasting music in the
hall, as if they were having a party.
If Ferne hadn’t witnessed a girl die in front of him, he would have almost been fooled by this scene.
The policeman knocked on the door and kicked it, and shouted loudly. But nobody answered.
It was not illegal to have a party. Besides, would they get caught if they ignored the police?
Absolutely no.
The police shot at the lock and finally opened the door. A group of armed policemen came in, and some of them went straightly
to the third floor. However, there was nothing there. They carefully checked everywhere and found nothing. They returned
downstairs with guns and made a gesture.
The captain still stayed calm. He raised his hand again and the group of policemen immediately rushed to the second floor to
continue searching. The result was the same. There was nothing.
Ferne was thinking that it was so much difficult to take a kid away from the third floor when the fire was burning. The organizer
was on the second floor, and he could see even the slightest movement on the first floor. Moreover, there were four bodyguards
on the third floor. Even if all of them went down to put out the fire, how could he avoid the guards outside the door? It was even
harder when he took a child with him.
Ferne had an even bolder guess. If the arsonist was with Rodney, and if they wanted to save the seven children, then the perfect
plan was let the police to find one of them.

The people in the hall looked at each other for a moment, then continued to dance. The music was wildly ringing, and the captain
shouted, “Turn off the music!”
But nobody cared about him.
It was the police on the second floor who found the stereo and turned it off.
The music was off. But the people below were not quiet. A man smoked and said to the police, “What? It’s against the law to
have a party? Do you want to arrest us? Sir?”
As he spoke, he raised his hands as if he surrendered, which made others laugh out loudly.
“Who is in charge of this event?” Asked the policeman.
“Me.” The organizer walked out of the crowd. He was dressed in a white suit and was quite conspicuous in the crowd. “I am the
organizer. May I ask what law we violated by singing and dancing here, which bring you here in the late night?”
“I received an anonymous report that something illegal happened here.” The policeman answered righteously.
“Illegal?” The organizer laughed, “You’re really funny. The people who come here are all decent men. They just come over to
enjoy themselves. Is that illegal?”
The police might realize that this person is a sophisticate, so he handed him over to the other police officers to record his
statements. Then the police went to ask other people who were attending the party.
Other policemen didn’t give up, either. They were searching around the second floor and third floor. Some of them even knocked
on the wall. They probably trusted the anonymous informant very much, and they firmly believed that there was something
happened. Therefore, they were all searching the ground inch-by-inch.
A moment later, a policeman shouted at the bathroom, “Captain!”
All the policemen headed to there, and Ferne was very nervous. He saw the organizer’s face darken, and he turned around to
run. Ferne didn’t think too much, he just pushed the policeman in front of him and shouted in a loud voice, “Freeze!”
Only then did the police react and arrested the organizer immediately.

The policemen in the bathroom finally came out. One of the policemen was holding a girl in his arms. She was blackened by
smoke and covered her nose and mouth with a wet cloth. She was unconscious. The policemen checked her pulse and said in
relief, “She is still alive.”
Ferne opened his eyes wide in disbelief. The bathroom was the place where the fire broke out.
The man who made the plan was simply too bold.
It was undeniable that sometimes the most dangerous place was also the safest one. So, the arsonist set fire and sent the child
to the bathroom when smoke was billowing. But what if the child died halfway?
He couldn’t even imagine.
He even had a premonition that the person who made the plan had thought of the consequences as well, but he still did it. Why?
He wanted to use this plan to exterminate this organization.