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Finally, there was a painful pain, swept, swept, the dark brown eyes, a thin water mist, hotly blurred, gray desperation started to climb the ankle .

"I know that you are very sad, but according to what I know, they can save you out." The voice of the other end of the phone is still unfolded, and the ice seems to have no fluctuations. "I hope time will not be too long."

grass! grass! grass!

He couldn't help but grind his teeth. He went a sentence to cursed, and the trivial voice turned around in the lip, almost didn't breathe, and finally all the voice took a while in the throat, can only whisper, "Thank God." Pray that this is not to talk about it, praying that they are really near, praying that he can really escape, the grievances of the grievances, a bleak, fortunately.

"Yeah, thank God. Now, I want to open the recorder."

"What?" He felt that he didn't listen clearly, completely can't understand what is going on, why do you want to open a recorder?

"Wait a minute." The sound of the sound of the recorder came from the ear. "Here is Allen Doveport, CRT's personnel supervisor, the date is 23 days of 26, I am in Paul-Comor Mr. Comic, Mr. Comic, Do you know that I am recording this conversation? "

He is lying on a sand, not daring to move, any movie seems to lead the sand of the sand, the flashlight has also been lost, the lips have begun to extract the blood, but his brain is not working at all. After the life and death line, it turned entirely into a paste, he even breathed.

"What?" What is going on?

"Please answer my question." The other end of the phone shows a rare "professional literary". This kind of literacy has a coldness of the robot, so that the inner irritability begins to rest again.

Suddenly, the flashlight was extinguished. He looked at a rough words, "dog / !" The other party once again said a "Mr. Cronew", he won't worry about the flashlight, start to shoot, heart is absent-minded Perfun, "Yes Yes."

"Do I get your license to record?"

However, the flashlight did not respond, only the faint light of the mobile phone screen, he wanted to knead the painful temple, but the left hand lifted, and the mobile phone was held with a mobile phone, he did not Excess space, which made him annoyed with flashlights and flashed on the side of the side, it flashed, but just flashed.

"Why do you need my license? What is this?" His education is not high, otherwise it will not be a truck driver, there is not much understanding of these big companies. At this time, there is no way to calm down. Thinking, you can only pay freely.

"I need you to answer or not, please." The voice of the other party still highlights professional.

"Yes! Yes!" He knocked his thigh with his flashlight, biting his teeth, "Can this?"

"Thank you." The courtesy of the other party did not weaken all because of his rude, "Mr. Comic, when did you be hired by CRT?"

"I don't remember ..." His words were a little messy, and the flashlight was back up. "Before nine months, it is January. What is going on?" He felt some hypoxia, pulled his clothes. Lead, the lungs are burning and powerful, the sand is still falling, he looked at the cracks around him, as if it will collapse at any time.

"I see your official hiking date is January 4. Is it correct?"

"Who cares?" He was annoyed, and the urgent breathing couldn't find a vent. "This man / mother is a monk." The other side of the cold and his hot, the other party's calm and his critical, formed a clear Contrast, this makes him more impatient, unconsciously start reaching out to touch those cracks.

"Is it correct in January 4th?" The other party is not moving, still sticking to the post.

"Yes!" He took a deep breath, suppress his anger and impatient, and shortly answered.

"In the internal training before you sent Iraq, do you know the risk of your position?"

The sand dropped, and he was full of sand, "", he spit out, "You said, when I travel to Dalla, you said that all the trucks are armored vehicles, and have a bullet-oriented glass? You are saying You said that this is safer than ever before? "The flashlight has darkened. He biting his teeth, the flashlight, the handle, the crack is enough. If you have a wall, he is not sure if he is not sure if he will collapse. The flashlight has smashed the arms, but he didn't know that the muscles were stiff, and the painful nerves didn't seem to degrade. "This is what you said 'know'?"

"I need you to answer or not."

His complaints, his irony, his anger hit a wall, which made him double fists couldn't help but grip, bite the teeth, but immediately loosened, "Yes." In the case of a fragile, he is trapped here for a few hours. He has exhausted, and even the strength of the argument is there.

Breathing, breathing in the big mouth, he wants to leave here, he wants to get out of this dead nightmare, he wants to wake up, or said, the dream has become a reality, he is really trapped here, he will be live bury. He remembers himself on the bed of the hotel, and entered the dream, or said that the hotel's part is a dream. He just caught in the illusion, now he is a clear state? Breathing, he must breathe, but breathing is getting more and more urgent, what happened? what is the problem? The chattering voice in the ear is still not stopped, he needs to think, he needs to rescue, he needs ... live.

"At that time, you and CRT signed a labor contract, in which the company policy has also been included, and the employment terms of your position are also included.

Dust continuously fall, he started coughing, "Yes, I have signed a lot of files." The hot breathing makes him tangled, and the dry lips are covered with blood marks. It seems that even the sweat is stopped. .

"Yes, isn't it?" The formula for any emotion is realized.

"Yes!" He swallowed a sigh of relief, and stopped coughing. "I signed a contract! Yes!"

"Do we reach a consensus, two hours ago, are you hijacked in Iraq?"

"Yes! This is not bad, you are a bastard!" He felt that the air had begun enough, and took a shot of chest, full of blood, and angry. "Where did they go now?" Rescue forces? Why do you ask these? Are they arrived? "

The other end of the phone pauses for half a second, followed to continue, "Our legal department requires our employees to sign the swearing," But the sound reveals a thin fluctuation, it seems to be ... in the heart, "confirm them Know that you are dismissal. This morning, your employment relationship is officially terminated by CRT. "

"Wait, wait, wait." He felt that his own brain was not enough, "What?" The dream stopped, the reality also stopped, even the struggle and breathing stopped, he widened his eyes, stiff In the same place, it is like a sculpture.

"We noticed that you and staff Pamera-Rutti have a relationship." The voice of the other end of the phone slightly.

"No, no!" He began to shake his head, dramatically shook his head, "Wait!" But the other's voice still did not stop, "Wait!" His shouts did not play.

"Among the labor contracts, there is a clear writer, and any / relationship is prohibited between internal employees. Whether it is a love relationship, or / sex / relationship, as long as the CRT senior management believes that the relationship is not true, you can immediately terminate hire immediately relationship."

"Stop, stop, stop!" His time seems to stop, the muscles of the body are tight, even the chest of the ups and downs lost the movement, "We are just a friend, wait, you listen to me, listen to me Said, we are just a friend, just a friend, ok? "He is constantly declared, but it is still not able to stop each other.

"Our records are different." Calm, restraint, courtesy, solemn, official. This is the sound of the other end of the phone, and the death penalty is pronounced and cruel.

"Your record is wrong!" He yelled.

"We still have legal obligations to inform you, because when you are kidnapped, it is no longer the employee of CRT, so after you officially dismiss, it is injured, the company will not be responsible, that is, Any consequences that may be generated this kidnapping. "

Quiet, a quiet, can only see his chest is in a slightly unconventional, the rays of the flashlight and the halo of the mobile phone seem to be more and more weak, the mood of the eyes is gradually falling, keep falling, can't find end.

"Mr. Croily?" The other end of the phone came again.

He still does not respond, it is like a dead body, the brain is dead, "Then my personal insurance?" My family needs this money. "Calm, terrible calm, but in the deep throat, I grasp the last one. Root straw.