The Return of the Trillionaire Heir

Chapter 110: Dark Moon

It was almost 1am that morning. A tall man obviously in his mind thirties, stood by the operating table. White lights from the bulbs above shining vigorously at what he was doing. His light brown hair shone radiantly under the light as he concentrated on his work. Obviously, he was a family man who had stayed late at work. On his left side of his coat, just on the breast pocket was a little print written "Dr. Ford Brian".

The room was extremely large with many operating tables and human sized refrigerators pressed against each side of the wall. On the operating table where Dr Ford stood, was the body of 59-year-old Rick Mendev of the Mendev Group. His naked and lifeless body was being examined .

"Hmmm. Interesting." Dr Ford sighed, looking at the hole that went through his right shoulder to his back. "How is it that he died of such a minor wound? No important organ was punctured in the process of the assassination, so how is he dead?" He moved towards where his head laid and examined