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Chapter 72 Two Letters

"Colin Varlam? Ever heard of the man?"

After Brendan left, Roxeda asked the black-haired woman: "Can an unknown person know more about demonic diseases than the dean of the Central Hospital?" His face showed a mocking look: "In my opinion, he is more It's like protecting your students from disasters."

"It's possible." The woman in business attire frowned slightly, "But I always feel that this name is familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere."

"Have you heard? Maybe he's not completely unknown, but that's not important. I don't believe in legends like 'the sage hidden among the people', especially if this story still happened in Clovis." Lockeseda waved Waved his hand, "This is more like a frame, don't think I don't know what kind of fierce factional struggles this group of seemingly noble academic researchers have! Not to mention, these stupid and despicable races on the Old Continent love Play some tricks. But if he wants to use me, he's thinking wrong."

Speaking of this, he changed the subject: "Give me that Calvin."

"I understand."

"I'm afraid Calvin will inevitably be recruited, and I guess he will be very happy." After leaving the Dissing Building, the old dean Brendan looked worried, and he sat in the car thinking, "Because he didn't I don’t realize how serious that person’s illness is! I just immerse myself in the joy of serving the Waldsee people and try to get acquainted with this executive director.”

Thinking of this, the old man's face showed strong doubts again.

"Based on my many years of experience, people whose demon cells have increased to that level have almost lost their ability to move and have to stay in bed for a long time. Why can the executive director of Disin still act as usual? Could it be that he is also one of those people? one?"

Brendan was thinking, when suddenly the phone in his pocket rang.

Turning on the phone, the old dean recognized who it was, so he asked, "Did you find out what I asked you to investigate?"

"Yes, I have probably got all the information about Colin Varland." The person on the phone said, "Including when he graduated from Bolsenburg Medical School, his performance during school, and his current address and work unit." Then, he explained the situation he had mastered.

But the more he talked, the weirder Brendan's expression became.

"I didn't get any praise during my school days. I didn't win any awards or grades, let alone publish a thesis. After more than two years of graduation, most of them were unemployed. Recently, I just worked in a funeral parlor. This is simply a life template that is so ordinary that it fails, but why, that paper..."

A guess suddenly popped up in Brendan's mind——

"This Colin Varand, could it be that he is an imposter who replaced the real author? Or, is he a pawn arranged by Anfield?"

"So, do you still want to see him?" asked the phone.

"Of course, tell me the detailed address."

After Brendan hung up the phone, he immediately said to the silver-haired Kleeman sitting in the front row, "Can you take me to a place? Just put me there."

"Where do you want to go?" Kleiman said with a smile: "We will be responsible for sending you back. If you want to go somewhere in the middle, it will not affect this goal. In addition..."

He lowered his voice: "You have done well today, please don't pay too much attention to it, but the situation of the executive director of Roxeda is a bit special."

"You also understand demonic illness?" Brendan was a little surprised.

Silver-haired Kleeman said: "Yes, I graduated from Waldsee Southern Medical College, and I am currently in charge of the business of the medical and biological sector."

For Colin, today was another peaceful day. After get off work, he took the tram and set foot on his way home.

This time, he really went home—the bill he received yesterday made him realize that he might have missed something.

Sure enough, when Colin returned to his apartment, he opened his mailbox with a key, and saw two letters lying in it.

The first letter was very thick, and the address on the cover was clearly written. It was the Luther Street Police Station, and the sender was John, and it was half a week ago.

"I misunderstood you, Commissioner John! You're a good man!"

Feeling the thickness of the envelope, as soon as Colin returned to the apartment, he couldn't wait to open the first letter, and took out a stack of banknotes from it!
Immediately, his eyes burst into dazzling light, and his left eye seemed to uncontrollably turn on the extraordinary state!Cooperating with his skillful movement of counting money, he knew the amount in hand in an instant.

"Five thousand and two hundred crowns! This is enough for me to solve most of my current life problems!"

Satisfied, he took out another letter from the envelope, which clearly stated:

Thank you, Mr. Varlin, for allowing us to successfully resolve the big conflict before the end of the year. The Ruther Street Police Department will always be your friend. —Your friend, John.

"You're welcome, Chief John."

Colin happily collected the money, thinking that at least those bills from yesterday were settled.

"But having said that, I still have to find a way to earn some extra money. It may be difficult to plug the debt gap simply by relying on the dead wages of the funeral home."

Sighing, Colin realized that beside the mysterious road, he still had to find a way to pursue money.

"I have to send a text message to the director later. If you have a case in the future, you can contact me, as long as it is the market price. In addition, the plan to make money through computers and the Internet is also on the agenda. I should know about the registration of the company. Is the process? It’s better to find a partner, I don’t have much time and energy to waste on these things.”

After thinking about it, he took out the second letter and frowned.

On the cover of this letter, only the recipient's name and address were written, and the sending address and sender were simply blank, not even a postage stamp.

"This is not a letter sent through regular postal channels!"

Colin looked at the envelope vigilantly, and felt an unusual aura. His left eye was shining brightly, but he didn't find any mysterious factors. Then he opened the envelope and took out a piece of letter paper, which read——

"The largest investor of Tebron Pharmaceuticals is AD Offshore Trust, and the owner behind this trust is Disin Group.

Tebron Pharmaceuticals has a list of experimenters, the special search team has one, and I have one, and I will send it to you in a week. "

Not signed.

"who is it?"

Ke Lin frowned, and just decided to delve into the mystery of his predecessor's death, when he suddenly received such a letter!

"Is the content of the letter true or false? What's the point of this list of experimenters? Why did you send it to me? Do you think I have a solution? Is it a trap? And..."

He looked inside and outside the envelope again, but still couldn't find a place that could indicate the address and time.

"I haven't been back for many days, so this letter may not have been mailed today. It may have been posted long ago. I found out today, so the week the other party said may not be next week! Maybe it is this week, or even the next week. It's today!"

After thinking for a while, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope, put it in his pocket, and prepared to go back and use the Eye of Insight to check it bit by bit. At the same time, he was thinking about whether he should stay here and wait to see if he could see the sender.

"The person who sent the letter will not be from the special search team. The special search team members I have more contact with are Davelin and Captain Robin. They don't seem to be the ones who will remind me in this euphemistic way. Could it be the ex-girlfriend Amy? Li? Not too much."

He rubbed between his brows.

"Or is this letter meant to make me suspicious and destroy my hard-won good mood?"

When Colin returned to the apartment, there were eyes watching the windows of his apartment.

"Do you want to meet him? But what identity should I use to meet him? At the beginning, I chose to break up because I wanted to keep him away from the mysterious world, but now I find that he has gone further than me!"

Standing at the corner of the alley, Emily was at war in her heart.

"Judging from the reaction of the captain and the others, no one recognized that the person covered by the silver light was Colin. Colin chose to hide his identity and strength, and there may be unavoidable reasons. If I report rashly, maybe I will bring him back Come to danger! But, why does he have such power? And, do I really want to break discipline?"

She is struggling.

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind her——

"Emily, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)