Chapter 598
After both of them left, Alexander Foster did not rush to eat.
He sat quietly, staring at a certain point, lost in thought.
His mind was filled with various thoughts.
At tis, he lowered his head and smiled, while touching the red rope bracelet on his wrist, his eyes sparkling with brilliance.
"Girlfriend."
These three words seed to have magical power, as if a tingling sensation seeped into the marrow when he muttered them.
As he repeated the word again and again, his lips curled upward from ti to ti.
When he ca back to his senses, the food had gone cold, but he enjoyed it regardless.
After the al, Maurice Willis ca in with a somber expression.
"Mr. Foster, they’ve confessed. Here is their testimony."
Alexander took the file and quickly skimd through it.
Maurice said, "According to their testimony, they didn’t know who the real owner of the contraband is, only the middlen on both sides."
Alexander had already flipped to the personal information section.
The person on the first page was a Westerner nad Bruce Johnson.
"This man is from Firenze, responsible for handling affairs on this side. It was him who contacted Jim, actively seeking to make a deal. In the beginning, neither side was negotiating well, and they even had a fight. Jim said he saw a strange code behind the man’s ear."
Alexander’s gaze fell on the code in the file.
There were three codes in total, all starting with the letter E.
Each code had subtle differences, mainly in the middle position, with two numbers undecided.
"Mr. Foster, they must be mbers of the Dark Alliance. If that’s the case, Bruce isn’t the mastermind behind it all, and it becos more difficult to investigate."
Alexander calmly scanned the three codes.
Turning to the next page, another person’s information appeared—an Asian man with an English na, Jero Thomas.
"This man is in Morisia, waiting for the goods. He’s quite powerful, controlling underground forces in a few cities. Those who know him dare not ss with him easily."
After looking through his information, Alexander couldn’t see any connection between Jero and the Dark Alliance.
He was just a local evildoer.
Alexander closed the file and said, "Have this ship continue on its normal delivery route. With Jim’s identity, whether you infiltrate or interrogate them, find out who they are loyal to. Tomorrow, hand over all the confiscated contraband and other evidence to the local police."
"Yes! But what if Bruce gets the ssage and warns the others?"
Alexander casually replied, "Dark Alliance mbers don’t do anything outside of their missions."
Rembering this, Maurice nodded, smiling, "I almost forgot after leaving the organization."
He added, "If Bruce’s team leader knew your identity, I bet they would regret taking on this mission."
Alexander said, "Contact his team leader, and arrange a eting."
Maurice asked, "Under what identity should I invite them?"
Alexander glanced at him, "What do you think?"
Maurice grinned foolishly, "I understand."
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Around 9 o’clock, the party on Chloe’s side was coming to an end.
Theodore Collins was already drowsy, and she took him back to rest.
Just a few steps later, her cell phone rang again.
Today, Tessa Collins had been calling her with several different numbers.
Rosalind Taylor had also been calling her incessantly.
This ti, the phone rang twice before it was hung up.
Theodore didn’t pay it any mind.
Chloe didn’t get involved either. After taking him back to his room to rest, she returned to her room to take a shower.
When she ca out of the shower, Theodore suddenly knocked on her door.
"Sister, just now an uncle told that the two won who ca looking for were suddenly taken to the hospital."
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