
"Where do you know that, if you don't try it. If we call him, we can immediately know Uncle George's location. It could even be Uncle George himself who will approach us. Doesn't he have a lot of people?" Tukas Milla's.
Deka looked towards Milla. What a stubborn woman in front of him this.
"Huh, you're really persistent. What if we just bet?" Reply Deka provides another solution because he is the type of person who does not like to look for problems.
"bet what?"
"If my guess is correct, you must obey one of my requests. And if you're right, I'll swear allegiance to your subordinates."
Deka's words sounded playful in Milla's ears. A bet that's not bad. Of course, Milla is. He was sure Uncle George would help him.
"Where? Isn't that bad." Tanya Deka again confirmed Milla's answer.
"Hhhhm, who's afraid. But, since I must be right, I will add one more request. So, there are two requests that I will grant if I guess wrong."
Deka smile. She did not expect this woman to be truly confident.
"We deal?" Replace Milla who asked while raising their hands to shake hands as a symbol of their bet.
"Of course," Deka answered Milla's handshake.
"Alright, let's continue eating. We need energy to live." Deka continued to eat.
Unlike Milla, she was silent.
"Ehm, aren't there any other side dishes?"
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"So, how did your strategy get in touch with your uncle?" Ask Deka when they get back into the kosan. Deka deliberately did not stay in an apartment or hotel. Besides because he did not bring much money, his security was more secure because the criminals did not think they were staying here.
Milla pondered. It's like he's thinking.
"Where's my phone?" Tanya Milla after being silent for a few minutes.
Deka handed over the requested phone.
"Try calling this number." Milla read out the number to Deka call.
"Here," Deka gave Milla a phone that was still calling.
"Currently, just being connected isn't necessarily my uncle." Inner Deka was upset.
"Hello?" Say someone from the direction of the phone.
"Yey,,," cried Milla spontaneously. He felt he had won from Milla.
"Hello?"
"Ah, yes, sorry."
"Who is this?"
"It's with Milla. Is this really Bachsmid's uncle's number?"
"...."
"Hello?"
"Oh, miss Milla. Yes, yes, this is Mr. Bachsmid's number. I was his secretary. But he's busy right now. Maybe if there's something to say, miss can leave it to me."
"Oh, so. I just need to see Bachsmid's uncle. Can you tell my uncle that I need help?"
"Sure, miss. Do we know where the lady is?"
Milla revealed her location to the person she called and some additional information and ended the call without any suspicion.
"Let's see, I'm right. We won't know until we try." Milla said arrogantly.
"You haven't won yet." Deka's reply was not tasteful to serve Milla.
"Huh, haven't won yet? Obviously I've been able to contact my acquaintance uncle."
"You're right. You managed to contact someone. But are you sure it's the guy's underling." Deka had listened to Milla's conversation just now.
It looks like Deka is filling up a gun ammunition. When leaving the mansion, Deka did not carry any other weapons besides a gun because the weight would prevent them from escaping. So, the total automatic pistol in their hands were two, one that Deka brought last night and another that was given to Milla last night.
"Well, since you're determined, we need to start moving, right?" Said Deka who seemed to only be able to resignedly accept Milla's plan.