Chapter 531
“Remember the setup I created for you before, where you encountered a ghost in the corridor?” Odalys asked.
Francis nodded quickly.
Odalys took the drink that Percival had poured for her and took a big gulp.
Then, she said, “Your ex-girlfriend’s fiancé’s last name is Simpson. Moreover, someone used that method to deceive many men, just like she deceived you, and many men fell for it.
“The vehicle at Film Capital’s hotel before was a surgical vehicle. It was possible to perform surgery directly inside it and then dispose of the body. The police have destroyed many of them.
“But it is not difficult to see that this is a powerful organization. They need young men with suitable astrological signs to continue their lives this way.
“And tonight in the illusion, you saw your ex- girlfriend and agent. I guess this so-called organization may also be related to Brandon’s ancestor.
“Although this man is dead, his ambition is not extinguished. He does not want to leave this world but wants to complete some mission with his memory. I killed him.
“But I always felt that he might have something up his sleeve. This kind of person is scary. Like a ghost, he is everywhere. I scattered his soul, but his broken soul may still be out there.
“You’ve been targeted. Be careful recently. Oliver is seriously injured now, so he can’t deal with you for the time being, but it doesn’t mean you’re safe,” Odalys said.
Francis fell silent.
“There’s more?” Francis was also startled.
He quickly gulped wine to calm his nerves.
“I haven’t found this organization yet. And there’s your ex-girlfriend’s fiancé, whose last name is Simpson. Nothing is over yet. It’s hard to find suitable astrological signs and a young body, so they won’t give up after targeting you,” Odalys explained.
Freya hurriedly raised her hand and said, “This time, a ghost appeared and looked for him in Film Capital. Will this kind of thing happen to him again?”
Francis listened, and his waist straightened immediately. He couldn’t deny that he was scared.
It was said that men didn’t panic when bad things happened. But everyone would panic when they encountered such a thing.
“He shouldn’t dare to come in a short time. Ordinary ghosts will run away when they see him.
After all, he killed the soul of Brandon’s ancestor in the illusion,” Odalys said.
Francis secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
“Life and death are predetermined by fate. The worst-case scenario is that I die. But if I survive, I will fight them to the end.” Francis suddenly became bolder.
Seeing this, Stellan quickly raised his glass and proposed a toast.
“To you not dying tonight,” Stellan quipped.
Selah and Freya also raised their glasses and toasted him, saying, “Congratulations on escaping death.”
“Thank you, Mr. Stewart, Odalys, and Mr. Lark, for arranging everything for me tonight. I can be alive tonight because of you all. From now on, my life is yours. As long as there is something I can do for you, I’m at your service,” Francis said.
Seeing this, Orson quickly stood up and put his arm around Francis’s shoulders.
“In that case, let’s have a drink first,” Orson said.
“Yes, let’s have a drink. Another drink.” Stellan also chimed in.
The atmosphere instantly became harmonious, and everyone cheered excitedly. However, the night market stall was empty. Apart from them, no one else came near.
Odalys moved closer to Percival as she ate.
“You, uh… You bought out the whole place?” Odalys asked in a low voice.
A night market stall couldn’t be empty at night. So, there was only one explanation. Percival must have booked the entire place.
“Yes, and it wouldn’t be convenient to have too many people around for what we need to discuss,” Percival said.
The fewer people knew, the better. It was also inconvenient to speak with others around.
“Is he also one of yours?” Odalys asked, pointing to the night market vendor.
Judging from Percival’s calm demeanor, she guessed the man was probably also one of his people. Otherwise, Percival would have been on guard.
“Odalys. You’re so smart.” Percival chuckled.
He hadn’t said anything, but she still saw right through everything.
Percival moved his chair closer to hers, and they sat practically glued to each other.
“I asked someone to look into it. Francis’s ex- girlfriend joined an organization, or a training course, where they train women to become so- called socialites.
“They have a clear goal, or rather, they are assigned tasks, like who to seduce, to establish a relationship with, and when to strike.
“They use the name of a training course, but the truth is, they have already precisely tricked their targets. Francis is one of their targets. These training courses are secretive, and ordinary people will get rejected even if they want to sign up.
“My team discovered that this organization matches individuals based on their astrological signs to determine their suitability for involvement. If deemed unsuitable, they offer a generous sum to encourage leaving, contributing to their popularity. Consequently, some individuals, persuaded to quit, would recommend others to the organization.
“It’s a kind of brainwashing organization, similar to some micro-businesses or pyramid schemes,” Percival said to her in a deep voice.
Odalys drank her drink and listened to him quietly.
At some point, the others also quieted down and listened to Percival.
“Socialite training course? It seems there are many such people all over the country or even the world.” Freya gasped, feeling that this kind of organization was scary.
They specifically trained women and let these women tempt their targets, lure them, and then tell them that they had a seriously ill brother at home who needed organ donation.
Men were so infatuated that they wanted to save their brothers-in-law, but after being pushed into the operating room, they came out with all their organs removed.
In the end, they not only didn’t get these women but also lost their lives.
Who could resist a conspiracy based on feelings?
“Now I have identified over 200 target individuals, and the current partners of these men all come from this elite women’s training program.
“In other words, the organization has successfully brainwashed many girls, making them dream of marrying into wealthy families. Moreover, these men are all in good condition. Some are celebrities like Francis.
“Some are wealthy businessmen, some are from official families, some are self-made, and some are even professors.” Percival continued.
Selah gasped.
She was so frightened that she quickly took a bite of her sausage to calm down.
“That’s scary. So this so-called sick brother-in- law who needs an organ donation is the same person, and his last name is Simpson, right?” Selah said, regaining her composure.
Percival nodded slightly and said, “Yes.”
“Stay away from anyone with the last name Simpson. Oh, wait a minute. Isn’t Henry’s wife’s last name Simpson? Selah blurted out.
Stellan narrowed his dark eyes slightly and said thoughtfully. Mr. Stewart, don’t blame me for being blunt.
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“After Edie married your father, something happened to the Stewart family. Now that she has left the Stewart family and married into the Bennett family, something has happened to the Bennett family. Don’t tell me she has the same last name as Francis’s ex-girlfriend’s fiancé,” said Stellan.
Stellan was frightened by his guess. If this was the case, then danger was lurking around them. “We can’t rule it out, but there’s no evidence to suggest that’s the case now. Everyone should be careful and avoid making new friends for the time being, for your safety,” Percival suggested. Selah quickly moved closer to Freya.
“I’m never making friends again, and I won’t be in a relationship. I don’t want to die yet,” Selah said. Lucian was a case in point. He was after her life. “It might not just be women. It might be men too,” Odalys suddenly said.
When she said this, everyone was confused and didn’t understand what she was talking about. “Odalys, what men?” Freya asked first.
Odalys sat there. She was silent for a moment, gathering her thoughts and thinking about how to tell them about it.
“Do you remember Lucian?” Odalys suddenly asked.
The others were taken aback for a moment before they reacted.
“The one who participated in the variety show with us and then wanted to seduce Selah to help Sophia set you up, but ended up getting himself into jail?” Freya asked softly.
She wasn’t sure. After all, she didn’t have much contact with him, only knowing that he was a scumbag.
“You could say that. Wasn’t he in the hotel with a few directors before? At that time, he wanted to lure Selah to the hotel and send her to those men.
“As a result, he bumped into me by accident, which led to him getting himself into trouble,” Odalys said.
Selah listened with fear.
“I wonder if there’s such a thing as a ‘young men training camp’ that churns out gigolos trained to target insecure women, exploiting them to achieve their own goals,” Odalys said.
Sometimes, some people could be even more unscrupulous in their actions.
Therefore, their methods couldn’t be limited to just one.
“That’s so true. Emotions are a woman’s weakness. Once she falls in love, she’s almost completely brainwashed, leading her to trust a man without a doubt, and even do anything for him.
“I heard about a young actress who, after falling in love, went as far as sleeping with a sponsor to get resources for her boyfriend and make him famous.
“However, after he became famous, he dumped her, which led to her suicide,” Freya said.
Such things were common.
“So, these men seduce women to get resources for themselves. After climbing to a certain height, they can better utilize their resources to work for these organizations. Or to scout for suitable people, right?
“Isn’t this the way of thinking of people who are only interested in profits and have no conscience?” Orson asked, breaking out in a cold sweat.
These organizations might have infiltrated every corner of people’s lives if that were the case. “They purposely choose ambitious men from humble beginnings because those men are more driven to rise in status. That’s their weakness,” Percival added.
Their hunger for power and wealth made them vulnerable to manipulation, ultimately turning them into pawns for others.
“And whether they are men or women, they are all climbing up, getting what the people in the organization want. Women seduce men to associate with them, trying to get their organs. “And men seduce women, and after associating with them, they want to use women to get resources for them and climb up. Then, they will infiltrate all levels and expand their network,” Percival said.
Freya and the others were silent.
“And the people behind them are all that guy whose last name is Simpson. His identity in these celebrity training classes is their fiancé or brother. As for those men, he may play as their father or some other role.” Orson took a sip of wine excitedly.
“So this guy with the last name Simpson is the boss of the training class or the organization.” Orson immediately concluded.
Percival nodded slightly.
At this time, Selah seemed to understand something. ‘No wonder Odalys tried to stop Lucian before, even going so far as to set him up and have him arrested.’
“Odalys, you suspected Lucian before, didn’t you?” Selah asked weakly.
Odalys nodded.
“Yes, I had a feeling something was wrong with him, so I kept an eye on him,” Odalys said lightly.
She knew something was amiss with Lucian, but more importantly, she wanted to save Selah. She had seen the news of Selah’s death in her previous life, so even though she had returned to the past, she didn’t want Selah to die tragically. The plight of women was sometimes heartbreaking. They were exploited by their families or even their husbands’ families after marriage. Odalys only wanted women to be more independent and, preferably, able to protect themselves.
“Odalys, thank you,” Selah said, her eyes red.
Odalys didn’t say anything, but Selah understood.
Without Odalys, she would probably be dead now, and the price of her death would be to sleep with those men, which would lead to her death in bed.
And Lucian would get the benefits those people gave him. Then, he’d rise to power and prosperity along with his associates.
“To thank me, be a good actress, and be yourself.” Odalys smiled and stroked her head.
Women without a strong family network often faced significant obstacles to social advancement.
Men had an advantage over women in the workplace. So, even in this so-called era of gender equality, women were still disadvantaged and squeezed out.
“Okay, I will work hard, live well, and listen to you,” Selah said.
Perhaps it was because of alcohol, but when she hugged Odalys and acted like a spoiled child, she felt a connection with Odalys, as if they were fated to meet.
Selah took a deep breath and held her tight.
“Stop hugging. Eat something first. We have to go back to sleep later.” Seeing this, Freya quickly pulled Selah.
Suddenly, the atmosphere lightened, and everyone resumed eating and drinking as if nothing had happened.
“Odalys, could this man with the last name Simpson be Edie’s family?” Orson lowered his voice and said.
‘It just doesn’t sound right, Orson thought. ‘And the last name Simpson sounds uncomfortable whenever I hear it.’
“Maybe it’s Quinton,” Odalys said. “None of us have met him. He’s so mysterious. It’s like he’s both real and a phantom.”
After all, no one had seen him since he was born.
He never appeared at events like his one-month celebration or appointment as the Simpson family heir, nor did he participate in business discussions.
The more terrifying part was that everything in the Simpson family revolved around him.
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Even Edie was no exception.
After she married into the Stewart family, she had been pulling strings for the Simpson family, giving them funds, stealing projects from the Stewart family, and offering everything to the Simpson family.
The Simpson Group only rose to prominence after Edie married into the Stewart family.
Edie always put the Simpson family first. She invested resources to support her brother and made the Simpson family wealthy.
“Besides, no one has ever been to the Simpson family’s residence. Even those who have good relationships with them never seem to have visited them. The Simpson Villa is like a decoration,” Orson whispered.
The mention of the Simpson family sent a chill down his spine, as if a gust of cold wind had swept through the room.
“Percival. Are your people keeping an eye on these so-called training classes? Do you have a list? What do you need me to do?” Orson asked, suddenly full of energy.
He was now filled with motivation.
Now he finally understood why Percival had brought them out for a late-night snack but had chosen to book the entire place.
Percival was not a flamboyant person. Booking the entire place meant he had something to say that he didn’t want outsiders to hear, so all the staff had been replaced by his people.
There might even be signal jammers around to prevent eavesdropping.
“I’ll have Callum send you a list later,” Percival said.
Odalys finally came to her senses, looked around, and said, “I haven’t seen Callum in a while.”
Percival brought her a plate of grilled lobster and said, “He’s been looking into those matters. He’s out of town and won’t be back until tomorrow.”
“He is away on a business trip? No wonder he has not called me for a drink recently. That kid is good at keeping secrets,” Orson said with some complaint.
They never treated Callum like a servant.
They grew up together and had been through a lot together.
Orson and Percival treated Callum like a younger brother, protecting him as he grew up. Callum also took on many responsibilities within the Stewart family.
As he spoke, Odalys froze.
Percival served her some lobster meat and noticed that she held her fork stiffly, gazing
thoughtfully ahead without eating. “What’s wrong?” Percival asked.
Odalys took a bite of the lobster meat he handed her and asked in a low voice, “Did Callum go south?”
“Yes, he did,” Percival said.
Seeing her say this, both Orson and Percival seemed to become nervous.
“He brought dozens of highly skilled guards, so safety shouldn’t be a problem. Also, I just got off the phone with him, and he said he was about to return. He should be back in Crownridge by eight tomorrow morning,” Percival said.
Odalys took a sip of juice.
“Don’t scare me, Odalys. Callum’s not in trouble, is he?” Orson’s palms were slick with sweat.
She didn’t answer. Instead, she grabbed Percival’s phone and handed it to him. “Call him now.”
Percival’s fingers froze. He quickly unlocked the phone and dialed Callum’s number.
The call went through, but no one answered after a long ring.
Percival’s brow furrowed. He quickly redialed a few times, but no one answered. Then, he tried to call the other bodyguards, only to find out they were out of service range.
“What’s going on, Odalys? Do you know anything?” Orson’s voice trembled.
He didn’t know what happened, but he had a bad feeling.
“Does what Callum is doing have anything to do with the socialite training class we mentioned? Is he going undercover to investigate that unmarried husband with the last name Simpson?” Odalys asked.
Percival quickly messaged Callum on WhatsApp and sent him a text message.
There was no reply. Given Callum’s work efficiency, his phone would never be turned off or on silent mode. Usually, he would answer his phone within 30 seconds.
But Callum didn’t answer the phone this time. Percival didn’t receive any replies to his texts or WhatsApp messages, even though Callum had set his WhatsApp to send special notifications for Percival’s messages so he could respond immediately.
“Yes, he said that there have been some leads recently. He said that the capital of the man with the last name Simpson flows to Crownridge. He said that there is now an important clue that might reveal the identity of the man with the last name Simpson,” Percival said.
Odalys fell silent.
“Something happened to him,” Odalys said succinctly.
Percival stood up abruptly when he heard this.
He picked up his jacket and turned to leave as if remembering something.
“Orson, send Odalys home safely later. I’ll go to the south,” Percival said.
His voice became hoarse, and it wasn’t hard to hear the anxiety and urgency in it.
Orson had wanted to go too, but when he heard Percival’s instructions, he stopped. Callum was important, but so was Odalys, and he had no choice.
“No need, I’ll go with you.” Odalys shook her head quickly.
She also got up to follow.
Suddenly, she turned her head and noticed Freya getting up.
“You guys go ahead and do your thing. We’ll go back after we finish eating. We definitely won’t be fooling around outside,” Freya said.
Stellan quickly added, “A life is at stake. You guys go ahead and deal with it.”
“Okay,” Odalys replied quickly.
As Percival left, he instructed the stall owner, Help me send them back safely.”
“Okay, Percival,” the food stall owner replied respectfully.
He needed to maintain his cover, so he called Percival Mr. Stewart at first. Now that they all knew his true identity, he comfortably went by Percival.
“Thank you for your hard work,” Percival said.
The stall owner watched them leave, then walked respectfully to the table.
“Is there anything else you’d like to eat? Feel free to let me know. We still have plenty of ingredients,” he said softly.
Stellan and the others were no longer in the mood to eat.
According to what Odalys and the others said, it was clear that Callum was in danger, possibly even fighting for his life. Although they had never met Callum, seeing the expressions on the faces of Percival and the others, they knew that this person was important to the Stewart Family. “He’s still not answering,” Freya mumbled, looking down at her phone as she continued to call.
Finally, she stared blankly at the screen.
She wanted to call again but was worried that if something had happened to Callum, the phone’s vibration might give away his location. She quickly hung up the phone, her hand tightly gripping it, and looked anxiously in the direction Percival and the others had driven away.
“Miss,” the owner said, looking at her.
Freya shook her head and said to him, “We’re good. You can go. We have to go too.”
“I’ll have you escorted back.” The owner waved his hand, and several bodyguards emerged from the shadows. They skillfully packed up everything on the table that hadn’t been eaten. “Right, let’s go back first,” Francis added.
They were worried that if they didn’t go back, they would cause more trouble.
What had happened tonight had already made everyone panic. Francis was almost possessed, and they were naturally afraid. With Odalys gone, they would be in even more danger outside. As if on cue, they all stood up and prepared to leave.
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Outside the food stall, Percival strode ahead with his car keys in hand.
“How are you getting there?” Odalys suddenly stopped.
Orson was a little confused when he heard her question. They could drive or take a plane, and the Stewart family had no shortage of helicopters, but it would take some arrangement. “I was just about to arrange a helicopter. It can take off in about half an hour,” Percival said. After he finished speaking, he paused.
He looked at her subconsciously. Having been with her for a long time, he seemed to understand her questions, and they had developed a tacit understanding. He could tell that she thought his arrangements were not fast enough.
Percival’s lips moved slightly. “Do you have a better idea?” he asked hoarsely.
“It will take half an hour for the helicopter to take off and then reach where he had the accident. I’m afraid it will be too late,” Odalys said with a heavy heart.
She hadn’t known Callum for very long, but she couldn’t just stand by and watch something happen to him.
Orson held his breath and walked around quietly.
“Then what do you suggest we do, Odalys? We can’t exactly teleport, can we? A helicopter is already the fastest way. Do you have a better idea?”
Facing their questioning gazes, she nodded.
Percival saw her reach up and fiercely rip off the necklace she was wearing around her neck. The necklace fell into her hand.
The ordinary necklace, in her fair palm, set off her cold palm. Their eyes fell on her palm, only to see her clenching the necklace.
The surroundings suddenly became pitch black, and the necklace in her hand emitted a golden light.
“What?” Orson stared at the light in her palm. Odalys held Percival’s hand with her backhand. Percival took the opportunity to approach her. His tall figure was very close, and the mature masculine aura burst into her nose.
Her lips moved, wanting him not to get too close, only to see Percival seem to guess something. Percival’s broad hand reached out, wrapped around her slender waist, and pulled her close. Odalys stiffened and fell into Percival’s arms. The golden light tightly wrapped the two of them, taking Orson with them.
Before Orson could scream, he was thrown out. “No.” Orson cried out subconsciously, and the response to him was a “bang”. His body fell heavily to the ground.
Pain surged through Orson, causing him to groan as he hit the ground. The moment his body landed, he realized his surroundings had changed. It was no longer the space outside the late-night food stall.
He saw a courtyard house with a dilapidated gate and worn decorations on the outer wall. Someone had destroyed one side of the wooden gate.
The surroundings were deserted. Aside from overgrown weeds, there was nothing.
“Where are we? What just happened?” Orson asked hurriedly.
He turned his head and saw Odalys and Percival standing side by side, steady and composed. It made his previous tumble even more
embarrassing.
He then realized that Percival had pulled Odalys into his arms, their bodies pressed together for balance. Being alone, he couldn’t maintain his footing and fell.
Touching his nose, he felt envious of their showing of love.
“I just used Time Shuttle. It’s a technique that allows me to teleport with my master’s power.” Odalys explained.
She put the necklace back on.
Her words made Percival’s eyelids twitch. He glanced at the necklace around her neck with a hint of disbelief. He hadn’t expected it to be so powerful.
‘No wonder Oliver had his eye on her necklace several times. I can’t believe she gave it to Hannah before.
‘If Hannah knew this necklace had a greater function other than bringing her safety, she would surely go crazy with anger, Percival thought.
“This necklace is so powerful, no wonder they kept trying to take it. You must hide it well and not let anyone have designs on this necklace, Odalys. There are too many people with ulterior motives,” Orson said quickly.
Odalys let out a chuckle.
She glanced at Orson and said, “What? You don’t want it?
“No, I wouldn’t dare.” Orson broke out in a cold sweat when he heard her words and immediately proclaimed his loyalty.”We wouldn’t dare to have designs on your things, nor could we.
“Besides, if it’s okay, I’ll take a closer look at it next time,” Orson said, rubbing his large palm. Percival reached out and pulled him to his side, his cold voice ringing out, “Don’t look at what you shouldn’t.”
“What’s wrong with that?” Orson was about to retort when he remembered that her necklace was worn around her neck. He couldn’t stare at her neck because right below it was her chest.
Thinking of this, it dawned on him that it was indeed inappropriate.
“I’m sorry, Odalys. Sorry, Odalys.” Orson quickly apologized to Odalys, who had a carefree personality and didn’t care about these vain things.
She looked around, and Percival took out his mobile phone. He glanced at Callum’s location and said, “Callum’s location is indeed here, but the surroundings are empty, and there are no footprints. It doesn’t look like anyone has been here.
“Besides, if Callum went out, he must have taken those discreet guards. There are 13 of them. This yard is so small. If people are inside, they can’t hide,” Percival said.
He stood there vigilantly, and Orson immediately became serious.
“But they are inside. Callum’s scent emanated from inside. I feel that they are inside.” Odalys said.
She stepped in, followed by Percival and Orson.
The three walked into the house one after another.
The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and there was no trace of living people. Moss had covered the water tank, and the water smelled terrible. The figs on the fig tree swayed a few times because of the wind and fell to the ground.
Several birds swiftly descended upon the tree, pecking at the ripe figs.
Orson and Percival walked forward, pushing open the door of the dilapidated courtyard. They found it was simple inside, with dust flying everywhere and weeds growing on the ground. “There’s no one here,” said Orson.
He and Percival searched even the corners and found that there was indeed no one.
The building was empty and looked like no one had been there for over a decade.
Behind the courtyard was a mountain, its peak shrouded in mist, giving it an ethereal feel.
“Odalys, is there some illusion? No one has been here,” Percival asked quickly.
Callum’s safety was his top priority, and he couldn’t afford to waste any time.
Odalys didn’t say anything, but stood in front of the water tank filled with smelly water, staring at the water in a daze. Percival subconsciously walked over and stood behind her.
He looked at the moss in the water tank thoughtfully.
“Odalys,” Orson wanted to say something, but Percival raised his hand to stop him.
Orson quickly shut his mouth and subconsciously took two steps to stand beside Odalys.
Although no one was around, Percival felt a dangerous aura constantly approaching. This invisible and intangible feeling was a bit unbearable.
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Their enemies had the advantage of concealment, making it easy to fool them.
Callum’s skills were excellent. It was difficult for ordinary people to trap him. For him to be caught in danger, the opponent was probably too powerful, catching him off guard.
“In the water tank,” Odalys suddenly said.
Her words drew Percival and Orson to lean over and peer into the tank.
There was nothing in the tank except water and green moss.
Orson’s lips moved, wanting to retort. But then, he remembered how she had brought him and Percival here in a flash and subconsciously closed his mouth. Some things, he realized, defied logic.
It was just like how they came here. No one would believe it if they told anyone.
But Odalys took them to flash over here, and it only took a few seconds. It made his admiration for her almost reach its peak.
Odalys didn’t say anything, but reached out and pressed on the side of the water tank.
She secretly exerted force, and the water in the tank suddenly shook a few times. The water suddenly splashed up 1.5 feet high. Odalys stepped back half a step and raised her hand.
“Bang!” With a sound, her hand was aimed at the splashed water, and she threw it out with her backhand.
The water was thrown to the ground by her, and the moment it landed, it turned into bright red blood.
“Stop pretending to be a ghost. Reveal yourself to me,” Odalys shouted angrily.
She drew a talisman in the air and threw it toward the water tank. The talisman rested on the surface of the water tank. After a few seconds of silence, it fell to the ground with a bang,” spilling several figures onto the ground. “Damn.” Orson held his breath.
He stood there, staring at several figures being thrown out.
He thought he was dazzled, but when he took a closer look, he realized it was not just a few figures, but more than a dozen people. They were all dressed in black and fell to the ground, soaked all over.
Blood stained their clothes, and their faces were as pale as a sheet when they collapsed on the ground.
“Callum.” Percival strode forward and helped Callum up.
He saw Callum faint with his eyes tightly shut, his hand still clutching the phone. The phone was deformed, suggesting he had tried to make a call but was struck by something, injuring both the phone and his hand.
The phone was destroyed, and the back of his hand was severely injured. Blood oozed out, yet he still clung tightly to the phone.
Before falling unconscious, he must have wanted to send Percival a message, but it was too late.
“Lay him down first.” Odalys’s voice softened involuntarily as she watched the scene.
Hearing this, Percival gently laid Callum on the ground. Orson also helped the other discreet guards up and laid them all down. Each of them bore injuries.
Odalys’s heart sank as she glanced at their wounds.
“Their breathing has been blocked, and their five senses have been sealed. They can’t hear anything from the outside world. If we were half an hour later, they would have suffocated to death,” Odalys said.
Percival quickly checked Callum’s breathing and found it had stopped.
But when he checked Callum’s pulse, he found that his pulse was still beating, though he was no longer breathing.
“His pulse is beating, but he’s not breathing, and his body is getting cold. It is the first time I have seen such a situation.” Orson also came to this conclusion. It was unprecedented and unseen. Percival was also a little surprised.
The two of them quickly backed away. Odalys’s hand was in midair. They didn’t know what she was drawing.
They could faintly hear the wind outside growing stronger, rushing toward them until it seemed to gather in the air. Dark clouds filled the sky, pulling in the mist that clung to the distant mountains.
In an instant, the entire courtyard was shrouded in fog. Finally, it came to these injured people. They were enveloped in fog, and time passed by. Odalys took half a step back, her gaze fixed on them, watching as the fog seemed absorbed into their very beings. Slowly, it dispersed, and peace returned to the courtyard.
“Cough…” At this time, Callum suddenly coughed.
He struggled to get up but collapsed again due to weakness.
“Orson, you’re good at medicine. Help these people treat their wounds.” Odalys instructed.
Orson didn’t dare to delay and hurried forward to check the wounds of these discreet guards.
Although this place was desolate, it was surrounded by weeds. In the wild, there must be weeds that could stop bleeding. He walked out quickly and soon found the weeds that could stop bleeding.
After rubbing these weeds to extract the juice, he dripped it on the discreet guards, tore off the cloth from their bodies, and bandaged the wounds.
The conditions outside were not good, so everything was kept simple. Fortunately, all the wounds were treated and the bleeding stopped.
“Callum is the most injured. He should be rushing ahead to block something for them,” Odalys said.
Her fingertips pressed on Callum’s chest, pressing lightly.
“Ugh.” With a sound, Callum’s body moved, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Callum, who was originally struggling in pain, calmed down after vomiting blood, as if the stagnant blood in his body had been drained out. Odalys treated his wounds.
Percival and Orson dealt with the fallen yard, cleaned the room, carried these people in, and let them rest inside.
But Odalys didn’t go in. She just stared thoughtfully at the water tank that she had broken.
“They hid people in the tank, concealed their six senses, let them drown in it, and erased their breath. What on earth are they trying to do?” Odalys murmured in a low voice.
Had she not come, no one would have known people had drowned in this water tank.
Percival’s expression was gloomy as he strode out.
“It seems that Callum’s investigation this time involves the matter related to the guy whose last name is Simpson, and Callum has likely hit the nail on the head. If we continue to dig deeper, we may be able to expose him.
“In order not to expose himself, he wanted to kill Callum and the others to silence them,” Percival guessed.
He couldn’t think of any other reason for the other party’s actions.
“But to kill people, it’s not necessary to put them in a tank. And it’s such a small tank. I can’t believe there are more than a dozen people in it. This is very outrageous.” Orson also waved his hand and came out.
Who would have thought that a small tank was full of people?
What looked like dirty water turned out to be blood.
Thinking of this, Orson felt a chill down his spine. “It’s a method of illusion: drowning people in the tank, making their five senses disappear, and finally suffocating them. They are injured. After hiding in the water, the bleeding won’t stop.
“If there’s no time to stop the bleeding, coupled with suffocation, the blood will just run dry when they die. Their bodies will be swollen and eventually rot slowly,” Odalys said.
Percival listened, his dark eyes narrowed slightly.
Emotions surged in his eyes, gathering into murderous intent.
He shuddered, remembering Callum’s hand, nearly crushed. Thankfully, the bones were intact. Otherwise, Callum’s hand, which held the phone, would have been useless.
Percival clenched his hands into fists, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.
He could accept that everything was directed at him but couldn’t tolerate them venting their anger on others, even his bodyguards. He wouldn’t allow others to abuse them like this.
Chapter 536
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Chapter 539
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