His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 884: This Kind of Person, Fears Death _1

Chapter 884: Chapter 884: This Kind of Person, Fears Death _1

Chapter 884

In the memories of Edward Turner and Wanda Wesley, they were unable to determine the identity of that force.

Now that they suddenly had information, she was shocked.

Alexander Foster’s brows furrowed: "Physical evidence."

Maurice Willis walked over and took out his mobile phone.

"Cold Lizard is really sneaky, he wanted to catch me to threaten you, I saw it taken to the C-level Secret Room, so I followed, and then found these in the data room inside."

Alexander Foster took over the phone, then walked over to Chloe Collins, sat down, and looked at it with her.

Maurice Willis suddenly felt like he was a huge light bulb!

He couldn’t help but want to whistle to relieve the awkwardness.

Chloe Collins stared at the words in the photo, reading them one by one.

It’s an attendance record.

The year was exactly the one when the laboratory group was attacked.

At that time, Cold Lizard was just a normal order taker.

The record shows that in September, Cold Lizard, as a member of a special team, acted with other members. One day later, all other team members returned, but Cold Lizard was missing.

The next day, everyone found him in an abandoned lab, and there was a woman beside him.

At that time, the two were photographed as a record.

The woman in it was Emma Foster.

Emma Foster had wounds on her arm and was unconscious.

This photo was enough to prove that the operation Cold Lizard participated in that year was the attack on Emma Foster’s laboratory team!

Chloe Collins looked at Alexander Foster, her gaze deep: "What is Cold Lizard’s weakness?"

Alexander Foster knew what she was thinking and said: "This kind of person is afraid of death, and even more afraid of losing what he has now."

Chloe Collins lowered her eyes and fell into thought.

Alexander Foster held the phone for her without disturbing her, and he also pondered.

In the quiet atmosphere, Maurice Willis felt superfluous and embarrassed enough to dig big holes with his toes.

Maurice Willis: "Mr. Foster, then I...will go back first, if they find out that I ran out, there will definitely be a big mess."

Alexander Foster didn’t look at him and waved his hand, letting him go.

Maurice Willis: "Mr. Foster...my phone..."

Both bosses raised their eyes, looking at him indifferently.

Maurice Willis: "I’ll shut up."

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In the evening, the Speed Order Tournament was about to begin, and the drums were loud. Everyone in the division gathered to watch the excitement.

The rules were simple. The competition was alternately staged by people from the Fifth Fleet and the Sixth Fleet. The last person standing on stage would get No.13.

Both fleets could call for outside help.

At this time, Chloe Collins was sitting in the VIP seats, contacting Heijii.

Heijii’s signal had been intermittent all day, but every message he sent out reassured her.

As expected, it didn’t take long for Cold Lizard to secretly show her the scene of the two being locked up.

[If you want them to stay alive, just watch the competition honestly and don’t meddle in other people’s business! Dare to shout out, I’ll deal with them!]

The two people in the image were weak and seemed to be struggling to breathe.

Especially Wanda Wesley.

She didn’t respond, she didn’t move.

Cold Lizard’s people went back to give him a reply.

Cold Lizard, as one of the participants, was sitting on the side of the arena, looking down arrogantly at the two in the VIP seats.

He grunted in indifference.

Suddenly, he waved his hand to let someone play a tape.

There was a convention in the Arena Tournament that a three-minute film recapping the history of the Dark Alliance and this Arena Tournament would be played before each match.

At this time, everyone saw that the lights had dimmed, and they thought the historical film had begun.

Unexpectedly, as the picture slowly cleared, everyone saw a ship anchored by the sea. The sun was rising, illuminating the mast and the girl hanging there.