Chapter 889

Chapter 889

It’s nighttime where lan was.

He hung up the phone and took a swig of the nearby booze, and something didn’t feel right.

If only Maja were here to enjoy the beautiful view.

There’s a swimming pool with a view of the most bustling scene in North America, fine wine, and fresh fruits.

He could swim with her in the pool, kiss her.

When he’s in a good mood, he could even put her on the edge of the pool, holding her by the legs, making out in

that position. He shouldn’t think like this.

His fingers trembled slightly, gripping the glass, so he set it down.

His phone rang again, this time from Fitch.

When lan came to North America, he had his people investigate who tried to kill Maja that night. The results must

be out now.

Fitch calling him now could only mean it’s about Eric.

For some reason, just thinking of this name tonight, his grip on–the-glass–nearly shattered it.

He answered the call, and sure enough, it was Fitch’s voice.

“lan, we found Eric’s fingerprints again. I’m pretty sure now he’s alive and in Greenfield. About his previous

research, I finally got some leads, North America has been conducting secret research these years. It’s a weapon,

but unlike traditional cold weapons, this one targets the human brain. They’ve never given up on human

experiments.”

lan frowned, Human experiments?”

“Yes, you know there is still at war with several other countries. Their research violates humanitarian principles.

Over twenty years ago, some countries who knew about it sent people to negotiate and stop them, even sparking a

protest movement. But researchers just moved their lab to a secret location, never stopping. They’ve supposedly

made some significant progress.”

Lan lit a cigarette, deep in thought.

He said, “So, the data my brother collected has something to do with this research?”

“Possibly.”

“Did you find out what the research is specifically?”

“They’re very secretive. Just finding this much info risked getting the whole Haskins family expelled.”

Ian brushed water droplets off his hair, lying back in the sun lounger.

If he’s still alive, he’ll show up someday. If he’s not showing up now, he must have his reasons.

“Ian, I’ve been thinking. When Eric supposedly died abroad, could he have been discovered by this secret lab? Do

you think they could have used him for experiments for a while?”

lan froze, feeling a chill down his spine.

He asked, “What are you implying?”

“Think about it. These guys are doing living experiments. Eric was once caught by them. With his genius mind, how

could they let him go easily? So, his not showing up now could be related to the experimental results. Also, didn’t I

mention there’s been an increase in people smuggling into the country? Eric’s been missing for so long it’s likely the

experimental results are affecting him, making him too scared to show his face. I even suspect the experimental

data he took is crucial to them, crucial to the correct experimental results. So they must know Eric’s alive. That’s

why they came to Windhelm looking.”

The theory sounded plausible.

But what lan can’t accept was the possibility of Eric being the subject of these experiments.

“lan, I still think the most important thing is to find the girl Eric used to like. He must have given this thing to her

lan didn’t respond, just staring at the view.

Fitch asked, “Have you gone to North America yet?”

lan, “Yes.”

“When are you coming back?”

Tonight.”

After hanging up, lan rubbed his forehead.

Suddenly, the sound of high heels and the whiff of perfume came from behind him.

He turned around, annoyed, to see a familiar figure.

This woman looked a bit like Carlene, but only half.

“lan.” Carlene’s voice was a little shy.

lan’s face darkened, so it really was Carlene, only she had plastic surgery.

He quickly stood up, called the bodyguards from downstairs, and had her taken away.

Then he went to find Nydia.

When lan covered the screen with his hand, Nydia was staring at the cash flow data on her laptop.

Nydia shrieked, “I’ve been working on this for ages!”

lan, “Don’t set me up with weird women anymore”

Nydia, “What’s weird about Carlene? Weren’t you going to marry her?”

lan couldn’t argue. After all, Carlene was his girlfriend at the time.

His views on relationships were simple. Since she was his girlfriend, they were bound to get married.

lan, 1 have someone I like now.”

Nydia raised her eyebrows, surprised to hear him admit it.

She asked, “Who is she?”

lan, You wouldn’t know her.”

Nydia’s face fell. She and lan had known each other for many years.

lan had taken over this place for many years. The outside world believed lan took over the underground fight club

when he came of age.

In reality, he took over when he was still a minor.

For a 14–to–15–year–old boy to have a say here was no easy feat.

Nydia, “lan?”

lan, “You don’t need to persuade me, Nydia. I’m not like you.”