"I didn't see it," Alan replied. Now the man's hand turned the wheel to turn right. That was where they were going to meet Arjuna. Marcell was still thinking, though he didn't discuss it with Alan. But he remembered something. "You know what? I had a strange incident in New Heaven.""What was it?" Alan looked away briefly before returning to driving. "A well-dressed man, with a sunglasses suit and earphones in his ears. Shot another person in front of the café I went to with my friend there." Marcell began to tell the story."Shot?" asked Alan in a shocked tone. Who wouldn't be surprised.Marcell nodded. "Hmm, maybe he was an FBI agent or something,""You think so?"Alan nodded. "He's well dressed don't you say. Suit and sunglasses. Earphones in the ears. He's definitely not an ordinary human being who disrespectfully shoots in a public place." "I've accidentally spotted him a few times before. And he seemed to be stalking me. Ah yes he also resembles the person who almost ran int
Mr. Tiernan was silent. After hearing what H155 said. His jaw hardened and his face seemed to be thinking about something. 155.23 had just been activated, the subject had also just run the mission at level three.The journey to reach the target destination was still far away. Marcell Clark was also new to the business world. Not yet familiar with the risks, feeling the failure or the opponent's attack.Mr. Tiernan waved his hand as a signal for H155 to leave his room.This was completely unplanned. He had to discuss this with the owner of the Company immediately.******Marcell woke up so early today. Before washing his face and having breakfast he had already opened his Ipad. For a series of activities today that he has to do. Since Marcell doesn't have a personal assistant yet, he has to do it himself.Some have been resolved. Like the kitchen affairs that have been completed by Arjuna. Remind Marcell to add a bonus to the man later.Ah yes, this morning it's time to select the kitc
H155's footsteps hurriedly walked down the hallway with sweat pouring from his temples. Everyone in the company began to walk quickly towards the auditorium. The place where the meeting would be held. Their faces were tense. Something serious had happened this time. Subject M155 was shot in the center of the chest. It almost hit his heart. And the doctor is currently working on the surgery. Once everyone had gathered in the Auditorium. Mr. Tiernan's gaze swept over the attendees. When he felt it was complete, he began the meeting. "This is something that we never thought would happen to our subject. M155. I also don't know how this got to our enemies. 155.23 has been targeted by taking out subject M155 first. But the problem is, M155 has to fight for his life right now. And neither Dr. Ivan nor Prof. Jose can take 155.23 when the subject is in a critical state," Mr. Tiernan said of today's problem. "Today's problem is not to let investors hear that they have to revoke their inve
Mike didn't know what to do now. He was relying on Alan for his survival here. Mike didn't know what the password was for Marcell's apartment, he hadn't told him. And also just in case from yesterday's incident. "You're going to stay with me at Marcell's apartment, right?" Mike asked Alan for who knows how many times. Now Alan was driving his car, taking Mike back to Marcell's apartment. "Hmm, yes I will accompany you." That's how Alan felt about Mike's questions. "It's scary. You know, I've only been in Oxford for two days and Marcell's been shot. Will I be safe?" Mike's face looked panicked. He looked back and forth at the passing streets. "Why do you ask that?""Marcell's a good guy, right?" Now Mike focused himself facing Alan. Alan nodded. "Didn't you used to work with him?""I did, but we were on different assignments. And I wasn't that close to him." "Then why did he bring you here?" Alan asked."I helped her once. He was lying unconscious in the gym with his forehead sl
"What did you say?" asked Arjuna in a raised tone. This afternoon he and Mike headed to the hospital where Marcell was being treated. But when they arrived, what they found was Alan's puzzled face."How did he disappear?" asked Mike.Alan exhaled and sat down on the waiting chair. "I don't know either, I've asked the administration about it. All they say is that Marcell has been discharged.""This is crazy," Mike hissed. He seemed to be getting goosebumps. It had only taken three days for things to get weird. He was beginning to regret making the decision to move to the UK. The problem was that the person who invited him to move and promised him such a good opportunity was gone now."Damn, something's wrong." Arjuna looked away with his waist ruffled. The problem was that he hadn't heard any cctv news from the police or car owners from the area around Puffy Muffy."What about Puffy Muffy?" asked Alan raising his head to look at Arjuna. "Safe. Still manageable," replied Arjuna. "We're
"We set the M155 memory. What people around the subject knew was that he was discharged. It does not say that the subject has fully recovered. This could refer to M155 being discharged from the hospital and transferred to another hospital. Not with M155's brother. Not with anyone. Don't let others know by giving mortal answers. All they will know is that M155 has changed hospitals. That's all, so that they don't think that being discharged means that M155 is fully recovered." The Chairman explained.Making Blayze's face think to digest."As for the third problem. We all couldn't have guessed what would happen. Between the subject and the people around him. But what you should know is, this is your responsibility Blayze." The president reminded.Blayze nodded. "I'll do my best, President.""Keep an eye on them," the Chairman added. "There will be a lot that we have to revise from 155.23. Starting from the features for the subject's self-protection ability. Then managing the subject's
So H155 pretended to say hello and pretended that he was in the wrong room. "How is he, doctor?" H155's voice echoed, making both the doctor and Marcell turn their heads. "O? I thought you were my son. It turns out I entered the wrong room. Excuse me," H155 said and turned around and left the room. Marcell himself did not mind and only focused on the doctor who examined him. The doctor opened the bandage on his chest, checking whether the wound had dried or not because the bandage did not penetrate wet blood anymore. "Are my internal organs okay?" asked Marcell. Doctor Bryan nodded. "It's a good thing for you that the bullet didn't penetrate your organs." Doctor Bryan was silent. He had forgotten that Marcell was M155 of 155.23. As soon as the bandage was removed, the stitches began to fade. Even dry, the wound would probably disappear by tomorrow. So there was no need to worry about the scratches on Marcell's skin. "Your stitches have started to dry up. This is good. Ho
Alan shook his head. "Arjuna has been trying to find out, but the police haven't found out who shot you yet."Marcell just nodded.******It was nine o'clock in the evening. And as long as Marcell was in the hospital, that's what Alan said. Mike was alone in Marcell's apartment. It's a confusing thing. Marcell was shot, taken to hospital then disappeared but the hospital said that Marcell had been returned home. Then today there was news that Marcell was transferred to another hospital. Mike found out from Alan. Mike had previously felt suspicious of Marcell. Let's turn it around, the man used to work as a package delivery boy at Yale University. But now he can be a businessman who has a luxury apartment and expensive cars. Then the incident where Marcell was shot in a public place and there he was at that time. Until now it is still unknown who the culprit was. The police have not even bothered to find out more. Now Mike's suspicion of Alan has changed. Hey... At the first hosp