Chapter 592 Ivan''s Whereabouts
"I know, I''ll take stock of it." Henry said with a solemn face.
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Stanley didn''t say anything anymore, and seeing Henry pull out a pack of cigarettes, he asked for one
and lit it too, smoking in silence.
He hadn''t smoked for a long time, not since Violet was pregnant with the baby.
But this time, Be almost had an ident, leaving him in a very irritable mood.
Henry lit a cigarette as well and stood next to him, smoking with him.
A few momentster, after the cigarette was finished, Henry''s cell phone rang.
He took out and looked at it, "The hospital recently received a critical patient and I''m supposed to be
called over for a meeting to discuss how to operate, so I''ll go ahead."
Stanley nodded slightly and gave a nod.
Henry dropped his cigarette and lifted his feet to leave.
Stanley stayed where he was for a while longer, heard a movement in the ward, realized that Be
might be awake, and opened the door to enter.
"Mr. Murphy." Be called out to him weakly.
Stanley knew that she was like this because of the after-effects of the drug, and pressed her hand,
"Be, you should lie down, don''t get up."
When Be heard him say that, sheid back down, "I don''t know what happened, but I suddenly feel
weak and my head is still a little dizzy."
"You''ve been drugged." Stanley said as he sat down at the edge of the hospital bed.
Be was stunned, "Drug?"
"Exactly."
"Who ...... Who gave it to me? Why would he give an old woman drug?" Be had a puzzled look on
her face.
She didn''t think she had anything worth drugging as an old woman, and there couldn''t be anyone else
take fancy on her beauty, right?
Be couldn''t help but shudder at the thought of that possibility.
Stanley didn''t know what she was thinking, saying in a light voice, "It''s unclear for now, that person has
been sent to the police station, I believe we''ll have the results soon." ''
He wasn''t going to tell Be that she had been drugged because someone had tried to kill her.
After all, it''s not good for an old woman to be scared.
Be nodded, indicating that she knew, "That''s fine, when the resultse out, Mr. Murphy, you must
not let that man go. To have his heart set on an old woman like me, he must be a pervert."
Hearing this, the corners of Stanley''s mouth twitched, understanding that Be had misunderstood, a
hint ofughter shed in his eyes, which passed in an instant, "Okay."
At that moment, Be''s daughter-inw arrived.
Stanley didn''t stay much longer and got up to leave.
Before he left, he asked the administrator to arrange for a few bodyguards toe over and guard the
door of Be''s ward to protect her safety.
In this way, even if Henry didn''tpletely uncover the other men, Be''s safety was guaranteed.
The news of the trial finally came from the police station during the evening.
The doctor, indeed not a real doctor, was a killer, but not a professional, just an amateur, but had
helped some rich people hurt others.
This man was indeed sent by Ivan to kill Be, because Ivan suspected that Be had seen his face, so
he tried to kill Be.
However, what Ivan didn''t know was that Be had already told Stanley about seeing his face, and it
was toote to kill Be now.
Not to mention, that killer failed too.
There was one bit of information that Stanley found useful, though, and that was that the killer had met
with Ivan in person to make the deal.
The killer spelled out the location of the deal, a remote warehouse in the north of the city.
Perhaps, IvJimmyd Ivy are hiding there.
IvJimmyd Ivy could only hide in some remote and isted ces, not daring to appear in the city, and
even if they did, they couldn''t stay long, or they would be caught by him.
Only outside the city, where there were fewer people and less surveince, was suitable for IvJimmyd
Ivy to hide, because once they heard the news, they could escape immediately, but it was different in
the city, once someone was chasing them, they couldn''t even hide if they wanted to.
"Mr. Murphy, should we go search that warehouse?" The administrator asked, standing across from
Stanley''s desk.
Stanley rubbed his fingers, seemingly contemting something.
After a moment, he finally spoke, "Of course."
"But what if it''s a trap?" The administrator was a little worried.
He was just afraid that the killer had said that warehouse on purpose to lure them there.
If that''s the case, they would be in a trap?
Stanley knew what the administrator was thinking and pursed his thin lips, "Even if it''s a trap, we''ll still
have to break through it."
His biggest goal now was to catch the two devils, IvJimmyd Ivy.
So even if this was really a trap, if there was even the slightest possibility, he would try it.
He couldn''t, already, sit on his hands any longer, and the safety of Violet and the two children had
never been able to reassure him.
"Go make the arrangements, and go over there tomorrow." Stanley ordered as he rubbed his temples.
The administrator nodded, "Okay!"
He then left.
Stanley sat alone in the quiet study, fingers crossed, head slightly bowed, pondering something.
After a while, he stood up, suppressing the vague uneasiness in his heart, and went back to his room.
It was just dawn abroad at this time.
Violet was woken up by Stanley''s call.
She rubbed her eyes and sat up, looking at the man in the phone with a smile, "Morning, Honey."
"Good morning, did I wake you up?" Stanley asked in a gentle voice as he looked at the woman whose
hair was a bit messy and whose eyes weren''t really open.
Violet shook her head and leaned back, resting against the bed, "No, I''m almost awake."
With that, she stretched.
Stanley looked at her breasts that were exposed because she stretched, his eyes couldn''t help but
darken, and his throat dried up, his voice hoarse, "I miss you."
Since she''d gotten pregnant, he''d noticed that she got a little bigger breast than before.
Violet at first wanted to say that she also missed him, however, once she saw the man''s gaze that
she couldn''t help but amused, covering her clothes and giving the man a nk nce, "Rascal!"
The man''s thin lips were slightly hooked and he didn''t get angry, shifting his gaze to her face, "Well, go
wash up and eat breakfast."
Violet nodded, "You go to bed early."
"Okay." Stanley responded.
The call ended and he put the phone down, the tenderness on his face gradually fading away, reced
by a face full of inexorable chill.
He had no intention of telling Violet about Be almost being killed, for fear of scaring her and causing
something to happen to her and the children.
It was something that he wasn''t going to proim.
This night, Stanley barely slept.
The next morning the administrator came to the door, "Mr. Murphy, everything is ready, are you going
there too?"
Stanley nodded slightly, "Of course."
A group of men set off in a couple of modified weapons-proof vehicles, heading for the warehouse
north of the city.
By the time they reached the warehouse, it was over an hourter.
Stanley sat in the car and didn''t go down, just looking through the car window at the scene outside.
It turns out it was not just a warehouse, but a warehouse area.
This is an abandoned industrial area with a rushing river below the industrial area.
At this moment, the manpower sent by Stanley was starting to search this industrial area for a location
where IvJimmyd Ivy might be hiding.
Although finding IvJimmyd Ivy was unlikely, after all, when they came, the sound of the car was so
loudly moving that it was impossible for IvJimmyd Ivy not to notice, so perhaps they had already
sneaked away.