Then, Justin called Etham into the room, using the excuse of wanting to drink and chat with him. "Etham, come in here and have a drink with me. I need to talk to you," Justin called, his voice full of invitation.Etham stepped into the room, slightly surprised but not suspicious. "You want to drink? I think you should rest," Etham said, but still sat down next to Justin."Just one drink, Etham. I need someone to talk to," Justin said, handing the untainted drink to himself and the drugged one to Etham.Etham took the glass, sipped it, and nodded slightly. "Alright, what do you want to talk about?"Justin began talking about random things, from childhood memories to aimless stories. Meanwhile, he quietly observed Etham, waiting for the sedative to take effect."Do you remember the time we went hunting, Etham? That was a great trip," Justin said, trying to keep his voice natural.Etham smiled and nodded. "Yes, it was a great trip. We caught a lot of game."But after a while, Justin noti
Holding the business card with the address clearly written, Justin decided to find that place. He felt something special about this private clinic, as if it was calling him. After some searching, he finally stood in front of the clinic. It was an old building, but it still retained its elegance and grandeur. The sign on the door clearly stated the clinic's name and contact number.Justin rang the doorbell for the first time, but no one answered. He waited for a moment and rang it a second time, but silence continued to reign. Not discouraged, he rang the doorbell a third time, hoping that someone inside would hear and open the door for him. But it was still just silence.Undeterred, Justin decided to try calling the phone number on the business card. As he pressed the call button, the phone began to ring, but no one picked up. Strangely, as the phone rang on the other end, Justin also heard the phone ringing from inside the clinic."Something's not right," Justin muttered.Justin paus
Justin was determined to uncover the truth. That day, he heard the news of Mr. Ron's suicide, which shocked the small town. Mr. Ron was a respected figure, known for his integrity and his stand for what was right. His suicide was something no one could have predicted. But Justin did not believe it was true. His strong intuition told him something was wrong, that there was a dark conspiracy behind this death. Hence, he was determined to uncover everything.He meticulously planned his actions. As the sun set and darkness enveloped the town, Justin hid behind a wall, his eyes watching every movement around Mr. Ron’s house. The police and townspeople had been there since the morning, each person entering and leaving the house, searching for clues, and then departing with sorrowful expressions. But Justin knew that whatever they found could not be the complete truth.Eventually, the police and the townspeople left, leaving the house silent and shrouded in darkness. Only the faint lights fr
Mrs. Eleanor looked at him for a long moment, as if to confirm the determination and sincerity in his eyes. Finally, she stood up and walked over to a large bookcase in the corner of the room. She took out a small key from her pocket and opened the cabinet."Inside this cabinet are all the documents that Ron collected," she said. "Go through them and find out what you can. I trust you'll know what to do."Justin watched Mrs. Eleanor anxiously, feeling the weight of her words. The atmosphere in the room grew tense, like a tightly strung wire. Mrs. Eleanor stepped closer to the bookcase she had opened earlier and pulled out a thick file. Her eyes never left Justin's as she handed the file to him."The whole truth is in there," she said, her voice resolute.Justin took the file, feeling its heaviness not just physically but also emotionally. He knew these pages contained the secrets Mr. Ron had uncovered, secrets that could change everything. Yet, a new worry emerged within him. He was no
Justin's emotions were in turmoil. He felt the sting of betrayal piercing straight into his heart. The person he trusted, who had nurtured and taught him, was the same person who had secretly poisoned him. Pain and despair enveloped him, making it impossible for him to control his emotions.Justin staggered, his mind becoming chaotic. He couldn't understand why his father would do such a thing. He wanted to scream, to tear these pages apart, but his hands trembled, too weak to do anything. He broke down, tears streaming down his cheeks, carrying the pain and betrayal.Amidst the tears, Justin continued reading. At the end of the document, he found a letter from Mr. Ron. The letter was handwritten, with lines conveying Mr. Ron's sincerity and concern."Justin,If you are reading these lines, it means that I am no longer here. You must know that the daily supplement you have been taking is not what you think it is. It contains a toxin, causing hallucinations and paralyzing the central ne
Justin felt Mrs. Eleanor's resolve. He knew she would never yield to the enemy. But he also understood the extreme danger of the situation, and without quick action, Mrs. Eleanor and her daughter might be killed.He decided to create a distraction to help Mrs. Eleanor escape. Justin looked around and saw some items he could use. He quietly moved, picking up a metal rod and preparing his plan.As the men in black advanced closer, Justin quickly threw the metal rod at a nearby car, creating a loud noise. The sound of metal striking the car startled the men, causing them to look around to identify the source of the noise.In that brief moment of distraction, Justin dashed out from his hiding spot, heading towards Mrs. Eleanor and her daughter. "Run!" he shouted, trying to give them a chance to escape.Mrs. Eleanor did not hesitate. She quickly pulled her daughter along, trying to run to safety. But the men in black were not willing to let them go easily. Some of them began shooting at Jus
Julie looked at the leader, her eyes filled with mockery. "If you are truly brave, take off your mask and face us like a man."The leader smiled faintly, his loud and threatening voice rang out. "Who do you think you are to give me orders? I will make you regret that foolish confidence."Julie did not flinch, still keeping a cold smile on her lips. "If you don't have the courage to take off your mask, then let me tear it off for you."She quickly pulled out two pistols from the holster, her eyes flashing with determination. Without giving the leader time to react, Julie rushed into battle with amazing agility and accuracy.Gunshots rang out in the night, bullets flying through the air, aiming straight at the leader and the surrounding black-shirted men. Julie moves flexibly, dodges her opponent's attacks and counterattacks strongly. She wields her two handguns as if they were extensions of her body, each shot fired with deadly precision.The leader tried to defend, but he did not expec
Julie replied loudly, "Yes, Uncle Leona," and ran quickly to her car. She pulled out a sturdy roll of rope from the cart, then returned and slung the rope down to where Leona was clinging to the riverbank.Mrs. Eleanor and their daughter also approached, seeing the situation, they quickly understood and joined forces to help pull Leona up. Mrs. Eleanor held tightly to the rope, along with Julie and her daughter, they joined forces to pull Leona out of the dark water.Justin, even though he was suffering from a terrible headache, still tried to concentrate on helping. He tried to keep his balance and used his remaining strength to pull Leona to shore. The pain in his head continued to torment him, but he knew that he could not let his loved ones face danger alone.Leona was finally pulled ashore. He breathed a sigh of relief, looked around and saw that everyone was safe. "Thank you, everyone," Leona said, his voice filled with gratitude. "We have escaped danger temporarily, but there is