Chapter 1213 Enabling Jennings


    "Quite envious."


    Living in this kind of paradise, no pressure from all sides, living a free life like a living god, free and


    easy, is what Adriana envies most.


    It''s just a shame that she doesn''t belong in this ce.


    "Although there is no worry about food and drink here, I still think it''s good out there."


    Jackson sipped Obren''s special fruit wine andmented, "Although here is dashing andfortable,


    the ce is quite big, but it is only a small country, at best, only as big as three Waverly, no fun."


    Listening to his words, Adriana''s lips pulled out a smile, and then did not speak again.


    Looking at the table of rich lunch, Adriana had no taste for it.


    It''s not that the food here is not good, but she has a heavy heart, so she doesn''t have any appetite to


    eat.


    Especially since she is upstairs at the moment and her own sister, Celine, is downstairs.


    Since she was a child, she had thought she was an orphan, not realizing she had a father, mother and


    sister.


    She had endured so much alone, but who could have known that when she wanted to live a simple and


    peaceful life, these rtives that she had longed for more than ten years suddenly appeared and gave


    her endless pressure.


    "Have some soup."


    Noticing that Adriana did not look well, Peter did not force Adriana to eat, but handed her a bowl of


    soup, "Pigeon soup, you tonic body."


    "I don''t have an appetite."


    Adriana waved her hand and took a sip from the in water on the table.


    The three of them sat upstairs for a while and went downstairs to settle the bill after using dinner.


    As Jackson checked out, Adriana stood in the first floor lobby and looked around the entire lobby and


    didn''t see Celine''s figure.


    Peter knew what Adriana was thinking and what she was worried about, and took her hand and


    clutched it in his, "You''re tired after a morning''s ride, I''ll take you to rest."


    "Hmm."


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    The three of them walked out of the hotel and went directly to the upscale hotel where they had booked


    their rooms.


    Obren''s architectural features are all lofts, the highest only five floors, no elevator, very retro style, let


    people immerse in it will be in a rxed mood.


    Adriana''s identity is different, and her presence here will only make her nervous and panicky all the


    time.


    Back in her room, Adriana washes her face and lies down on the bed to rest.


    She fell asleep after lying down for a while.


    Peter set up the thin bedding for her and turned to leave the room.


    Next door is Jackson''s room.


    Peter knocked on the door and Jackson opened it, "boss?" called out respectfully, took a few steps


    back and opened the door to the room.


    Peter walked in, stood in the living room, and asked, "Well, did Ran find it?"


    "No."


    Jackson shook his head, "The people I sent out to look for have not gotten any clues so far. If I


    guessed correctly ...... Ran must have been taken away, the situation ...... is very dangerous."


    Ran is already a good fighter, random people can not get close to the body.


    But he came to Obren before and after only five or six days, people are like evaporating and


    disappearing without a trace.


    "Where did hest appear?"


    Peter only think things are not too simple, but this is Obren, many things are not in his control.


    "The people sent to investigate have not found the surveince of Ran''s presence, it should be


    moved by Obren extremely well ced people. People are still tracing, boss don''t be too anxious."


    It is said that there is no hurry, but in fact Jackson himself is a bit anxious.


    This is Obren, not Waverly.


    Obren people are not good to foreigners, and Obrenw does not protect foreigners.


    "Send more men and keep looking."


    "Yes."


    Jackson nodded his head.


    The lowered face lifted slightly, flickering gaze to Peter, pursed his lips, said with some difficulty: "Not


    many people have infiltrated Obren over the years. This matter is a little tricky to deal with."


    None of the foreigners who showed up at Obren were able to stay for more than two years.


    So even if you arrange for someone to be in Obren, then you will be deported after two years of time.


    This is Obren''s rule.


    "People will be deployedter."


    Peter added, "You''ve had a busy morning and you''re taking a break."


    "Good, if there is something boss, just order me."


    "Hmm."


    Peter responded, turned and walked out of the suite, closing the door behind him.


    Standing in the hallway, he pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and leaned against the wall smoking silently.


    At that moment, a waiter came by at the end of the corridor, pushing a food cart.


    When passing by Peter, he reached out and threw a tissue into the trash can next to Peter, and slipped


    Peter a note in the process, then left naturally.


    The left hand that took the note tucked into his pocket, the man continued to smoke, only to look at the


    monitor in the corridor between the corners of his eyes slightly skimming.


    Until a cigarette was finished, he threw the butt into the trash can before turning around and entering


    the room.


    In the room, Peter opened the note, which contained a string of phone numbers and a message.


    Peter looked at Adriana, who was lying asleep on the bed, then stepped to the bathroom and closed


    the door.


    Standing in the bathroom, looking at the sink, he walked over, leaned over, propped one hand on the


    sink counter, and felt under the sink with the other.


    But it was a few seconds of work to pull out a phone from underneath.


    Opened his cell phone and dialed the string of cell phone numbers written down on the note.


    "Doodle doo ......"


    The phone rang a few times before the other party answered the phone, "Boss?"


    The person on the other end of the phone is Jennings, the same master who designed the top security


    system for Asnana vi.


    Jennings is one of Motril''s top technical talents and the object of numerous admirers, unaware that he


    is one of Peter''s top generals.


    His existence is unknown to Hank.


    "Is this phone secure?"


    In Obren, all users'' phones are tapped, not to mention that they areing in from outside the country,


    so naturally they are more likely to be monitored.


    "Don''t worry, I''ve done the processing on this phone, no one will be listening in."


    Jennings is the most reliable, and Peter is veryfortable with him.


    "Check someone out for me right away."


    "Who?"


    "Ran and Sandra."


    "No problem."


    "By the way, find out the rtionship of the characters around Obren''s patriarch and the whereabouts


    of Brenden and Anne as fast as you can."


    "Okay, I''ll get right on it."


    "Work hard and be safe."


    Peter droned on.


    Being in Obren, things must be done carefully and thoughtfully, must have to be careful.


    You know this ce is not Waverly, and it''s hard to even build awork without being familiar with the


    chassis.


    Jackson''s side of the manpower to find Ran, then Jennings side of the focus on the direction of


    Obren side.


    Over the years, Peter has barely activated Jennings.


    Initially in Gliy Whein Mansion, Brenden, Tiana and Hank, Aaren of that shootout, Jennings came to the


    wind, only to regret that people just arrived, a fight has ended.


    The second time Jennings was used was to design the security system for Asnana vi.