Alex smiled and said, âYouâre pretty good at getting the news. I just got the contract during the day, and
you already know about it.â
âWhatâs good about that?â replied Susan Hunter. âIn our line of business, information is the most
important thing. Sometimes, even a small piece of information is enough to save lives. But you kid, are
obviously Williamâs son, and you lied about being his brother. Donât you think I should punish you?â
âYou know about that?â
âI had a meal with your mother the other day. Do you think I am blind?â
âAlright, fine. William is indeed my father, and I didnât do it because I was afraid it would embarrass you.
Also, I didnât want my mother to know of your existence.â
âOkay, this is a matter between adults. Iâll take measures to make sure I donât trouble you⦠Tonight, I
have an appointment with several tomb raiders who once entered Caesarâs tomb. Come have a chat
with us. After they came out from the tomb, theyâve become as meek as sheep, and they definitely
donât want to go back in. It depends on whether you can persuade them and give them what they
want.â
âAlright, give me the address!â Alex replied.
âProsperous Hotel, Room 1208!â
âIâll head over at 12.â
***
At 11.45 that night, Alex drove to the lobby of Prosperous Hotel.
Before this, he had learned from Susan that she had found four people. One of them was Darven
Mikail, a Southeast Asian
shaman who specialized in venomous insects and poisons. Alex had already met him, so it wouldnât be
difficult to win him over.
The other was called Kenneth Sunder, nicknamed Magic Hand. He was a miracle thief, light and
frivolous in nature.
The third was Freya Mayer, and he was an exorcist. Rumor had it that he was a descendent of the
Exorcist Dragons.
The last one was one of the Drifters, called Zayne York.
Save for Darven. The other three had their own demands. If Alex were unable to satisfy them, this
business transaction would definitely be impossible. However, according to what Susan had said,
Caesarâs tomb was full of traps and danger, and without the help of these experts, they wouldâve never
returned from their venture into the tomb.
âJust try your best. Whether they follow us down or not, I will definitely still go. Even if we have to turn
over the entire tomb, we still need to know where your father went.â
Grant had once said that Williamâs disappearance might be related to Brittanyâs illness. But today, Alex
had carefully checked over Brittanyâs physical condition and found her very healthy. What illness did
she have? Thus, Grant might have possibly made a mistake.
As he thought about it, he walked into the hotel.
There happened to be a young girl who ran out in a panic, and it looked like she wasnât paying attention
to the road ahead of her, bumping headfirst into Alex.
âOh!â
The girl was young, looking to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. She wore a purple school
uniform, black stockings, and a pair of round-toe leather shoes. She had big, round eyes, decorated by
a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
She looked nervous and a little flustered.
After the bump with Alex, she fell to the ground with a soft wince.
Alex was taken aback for a while before quickly pulling her up. âLittle one, are you alright? Are you
hurt? Why are you in such a hurry? Be a bit more careful next time.â
The girl wrapped her arms around Alexâs waist. Her voice panicked as she said, âBig brother, help me.
Bad guys are chasing me! Can you help me block them off?â
âWhat? Donât worry. Iâm here. You donât have to be afraid anymore!â
âThatâs great! Big brother, youâre a good person. Just help me stop a big bearded guy that comes
chasing. You have to help me stop him! Otherwise, heâs going to catch me and force me to sleep with
him and abuse me a thousand times, even ten thousand times⦠Ah! Heâs here! Heâs here! Big brother,
Iâm leaving it to you. Youâll be my savior!â The girl in school uniform sprinted out of the hotel the
moment she said that.
Alex saw that a big bearded man really did come running out from the hotel, a fierce look on his face.
He moved to block the bearded man subconsciously and said in a cold voice, âStop right there!â
The big bearded man had come running out from the building, so why would he listen to someone
asking him to stop? âF*ck off!â he growled menacingly.