Hancock, the second son of the Shen Clan, used to have no sense of existence in the company, and
because of his dissoluteness, he was not liked by Old Master Shen. In the past few decades, no one
had taken him seriously, but he had appeared too frequently recently. If it weren't for the intervention of
Lenny, the Shen Group would have been in Hancock's pocket now.
It could be seen that sometimes the fate of life was really just a freak, as if there was an invisible hand
behind the scenes, pushing Hancock from behind to the stage at one point one.
Arthur frowned and his heart began to sink. "You have investigated for so many years, but you haven't
found anything more about your mother. Why do you suddenly find this now?"
Lenny leaned back slightly, leaned against the sofa and said, "In the 18 floor storeroom of the Skyriver
Building, there is a U disk. By the time you checked it, it had been taken away, and some of it was sent
to me anonymously. If I'm not wrong, they want me to use it for revenge, such as creating a flawless
car accident, or let someone do it. They know I have the strength to do that."
Arthur's lips moved slightly, and his throat tightened. He was a talkative man, but he couldn't speak for
a while. After a long time, he managed to squeeze out a sentence, "What are you going to do?"
Lenny smiled silently, "Before entering this door, I have arranged for someone to follow Hancock. As
long as I give the order, all the hot news tonight will be the accidental death of Hancock... But I gave
up."
Arthur finally felt relieved. He stared at Lenny without blinking and held him in his arms at one point
one. "Don't worry. I will find out the truth of this case. No matter how many schemes are hidden behind
it, those dead people can't die for nothing. So, don't do anything stupid. Trust me."
Lenny's body trembled slightly. After a long time, a word came out of his throat, "Okay."
At this time, Arthur's phone suddenly rang. It was Bettina who called him to have midnight snack. He
heard a few words and replied a few words. After hanging up the phone, he found that Lenny had fallen
asleep.
Arthur finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took his phone and changed the wording for a long time
before he pressed the send key and sent a message.
Outside the studio.
A black Maybach stopped at the roadside silently. Martin sat on the back seat, his cold face reflected
on the black window, and the air in the car seemed to have frozen into ice.
His eyes were dark and no one knew what he was thinking. Beside him was a long box. It looked very
exquisite, with a little complicated but not eye-catching pattern engraved on it. It was obvious that it
was made by a famous master.
"Boss," said Carlos, looking at Martin from the rearview mirror. After hesitating for a while, he opened
his mouth, "Mr. Arthur sent a massage just now. He has known about Lenny..."
A cold light flashed in Martin's eyes, and his angular face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost
that could not be melted for millions of years. "There is no need to alert the enemy."
Hearing this, Carlos nodded, "Yes, boss."
Carlos replied a message and then looked up, "By the way, there seems to be nothing unusual with
Hugh. But tonight, he went to a dinner party, which was at a high-end club named Monty river. I've
checked it and found that it's a party organized by some professors in the legal world. There is nothing
unusual with the people present."
Martin's face darkened. He asked, "Some professors in the legal world?"
Carlos nodded, "Yes, I've checked. These professors are VIP members of this club. Because of the
strict membership system, ordinary people can't get in and out freely. These professors will gather here
once a month. It's nothing..."
Before Carlos could say the word "abnormal", he suddenly stopped.
He wondered why a group of law professors would gather in a high-end club every month.
Generally speaking, even if there was communication between professors, most of them would gather
in ordinary places or at the school's office or home. They would meet in the club once a month, which
was a little too frequent.
At this time, Martin said, "Check the boss of this club and get the surveillance video of them coming in
and out... Hurry up! "
Carlos immediately sent someone to check it, and the information was soon sent over. This high-end
club called Monty river, registered for a middle-aged man called Brent Liu.
Brent was a businessman from another city more than twenty years ago. In addition to this club, he
also owned a domestic service company. He couldn't even be a famous man in the place where rich
people gathered, so Martin and Carlos didn't know this club.
Brent didn't have any criminal record, and his profile was very clean. He kept a low profile, just like
throwing him into the crowd and no one would take a few more looks at him.
Carlos scratched his head and said, "There is nothing wrong with Brent. Don't we worry too much?"
Martin shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Sometimes, the cleaner, the easier to hide crimes.
Send the information about Brent to Arthur and let him compare it with the escaped criminals on the
Internet."
Hearing this, Carlos was stunned and asked, "Do you mean that you suspect that he is a wanted
criminal who is on the run?"
Martin pressed his temples and said, "First of all, send someone to follow Brent to see if we can find
any clues."
Carlos immediately said, "Okay... Well, it seems that they have finished shooting. The fans over there
have come out first."
Martin tightened his thin lips and said, "Don't tell Casey anything about it. She can't be involved again."
Carlos: "Yes, boss."
Even if he didn't want to hide anything from Cassandra, he wouldn't let her risk her life. No matter how
many hidden facts would be after this, he only wanted Cassandra to be safe, because even he himself
didn't know if he would be involved in this huge whirlpool and unable to be alone.
Cassandra waved goodbye to her fans and Denny, Johnny. After confirming that there was no one
around, she got into the car.
As soon as Cassandra got in the car, she rushed to Martin and shouted, "Darling, this kind of scene
experience is so handsome, but it will be broadcast in half a month. You must watch it then!"
Martin nodded slightly and said gently, "Okay."
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