Chapter 1753: The Bad News

Chapter 1753: The Bad News

“I won't hurt you. Open the door, I don't want to say it a second time,"

Joyce said coldly.

At the same time, Darrin also drew his own pistol and aimed it at the

others.

The leader of the security guards glanced at the rest of his team and

nodded slightly. He recognized Joyce and Mr. Warner hadn't given any

explicit orders to prevent Mrs. Warner from entering. If they could stop

her, they would, but if they couldn't, there was no need to push the

matter further and risk hurting each other. It would be difficult to explain

that to Mr. Warner.

The other security guards dispersed and took a step back.

Joyce put down her gun.

The leader of the security guards pressed a button on a remote control.

The second door opened.

Joyce and Darrin immediately entered the Biochemical Institute. They

walked in, surveying their surroundings. This place was definitely not

ordinary; it seemed to be conducting some secret experiments.

They proceeded into the laboratory, and Joyce stopped a senior female

researcher. She asked, "Where is the person in charge?"

The female researcher adjusted her glasses and responded, "Oh,

Professor Orik and Professor Jocelyn have already left the institute for

Mufron."

"Mufron? Will they be back?" Darrin asked from the side.

"Of course, they just went there to conduct further experiments. Mufron

has more advanced equipment. Do you have anything important?

Otherwise, you can wait for them to return and ask them in person,” the

female researcher replied.

Darrin furrowed his brow, realizing that all the supervisors were absent.

He exchanged a glance with Joyce, indicating that he would keep an

eye on the female researcher.

Joyce searched the room, trying to find out exactly what they were

researching. When she came across information related to microbial

toxins, her heart sank as she read more and more.

She searched through the documents, her mind deep in thought. The

strange behavior of Aaron's recent routes and the suspicion of

biological toxins gradually unsettled her.

"Aaron is trying to evade detection, right? It seems like this kind of

tactic. What exactly is he planning?" Darrin furrowed his brow and

shook his head.

Suddenly, Joyce called out, "Stop."

Darrin quickly pressed the pause button.

"Here, go back a bit, a bit more." Joyce took control and manually

operated the laptop.

She rewound to a suspicious route. "Look here, it seems like Aaron

waited here for a long time. This place is remote, with no village or

stores nearby. What was he doing here? And after waiting for a long

time, he drove in a completely different direction. Follow up and find out

where he went after that."

"Okay," Darrin responded.

Using satellite positioning, he locked onto the route at that time and

began tracing it.

Meanwhile, Mr. Arnold, seeing Joyce and Darrin busy, didn didn't want

to disturb them. He prepared some refreshments, brewed a pot of fine

tea, and brought it to them.

Placing the tea tray on the coffee table, Mr. Arnold said, "Mrs. Warner,

you've been working hard. Have some tea and snacks. You're

pregnant, so take care of yourself."

Joyce looked up from her work, smiling slightly. “Thank you."

Mr. Arnold respectfully withdrew, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction as

he observed the diligent mistress of the Warner family. He admired

Joyce's exceptional qualities and abilities, which were evident even in

times of crisis.

When Mr. Arnold left, Darrin suddenly paused the laptop screen.

"We've found it, this is it," he said, pointing to a location on the map.

“The precise address is here!"

"Quickly zoom in on this address using satellite positioning and see

exactly where itis,” Joyce said, suddenly feeling nervous. She had a

feeling that things were becoming more complicated.

"Okay," Darrin responded. In just a minute, he locked onto the location.

He read the information, "Biochemical Institute, under the R&S Group. I

looked it up, and it's mainly involved in the cultivation of

microorganisms, such as beer yeast. It seems that Aaron didn't go to

any strange places."