Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 450 - 449: Related to Little Ross?

Chapter 450: Chapter 449: Related to Little Ross?

Yusuf Zuck didn’t rush home; instead, he stood under the night sky and waited for about half an hour before his cell phone received a multimedia message. It was a screenshot of a woman from a surveillance footage, sent by Russ Trujillo.

Yusuf immediately sent the photo to Mia, then waited about thirty seconds before dialing Mia’s number.

"Did you receive the multimedia message?" Yusuf asked.

"How come you have a picture of Khloe Aguirre? Although it’s blurry, this is definitely Khloe Aguirre!" Mia replied oddly.

Yusuf took a deep breath, "Khloe Aguirre? What’s her relation to Ruth? Can you contact her?"

"She was a classmate of Ruth and they were pretty close. I don’t have her contact information, but she lives in New York, USA, and works as a yoga instructor at a fitness club. Why are you asking about her? What’s going on?" Mia countered.

"Her classmate, living in New York? A club instructor?" Yusuf’s eyebrows shot up; the mention of the word ’classmate’ reminded him of that Samuel Ross!

Indeed, Samuel Ross was also a classmate of Ruth Wilcox. Moreover, Samuel Ross seemed to have been quiet recently; there was no news about him, including after the death of Lian Meskill, Samuel Ross made no moves.

But in Yusuf’s memory, Samuel Ross was the type who had a smile that hid a knife - if there were any prodigal sons in this world, Samuel Ross would be the greatest among them.

His first instinct was that this Khloe Aguirre had something to do with Samuel Ross, and Ruth’s disappearance was related to Samuel Ross too!

"Samuel Ross!" Yusuf’s eyes turned cold. If it was Samuel Ross behind this, he wouldn’t mind making sure Samuel Ross could never return home.

...

Meanwhile, everyone in the villa was silent. Samuel Ross and others were chaining cigarettes one after another, and Miles O’brien seemed out of color. The room was very quiet.

The truth was that nobody knew what had happened to Yusuf, whether he was dead or alive.

They only knew that Yusuf hadn’t boarded the flight that exploded. Afterwards, they heard from Marlon Shepherd that Yusuf was still alive but needed to travel far, so the time of his return was uncertain!

But if he had to travel far, he should at least call home, right? At the very least, he should tell Miles O’brien what to do, and make arrangements for Samuel Ross and the others.

But he had not called, and they didn’t know what had happened.

Paisley Kirk had not had a good Spring Festival. She had hoped for Yusuf to visit home, but instead received news of Yusuf’s near-death. Then, when she tried to call him, his phone was unreachable.

She rushed from her hometown to the capital on the fourth day of the festival. The others did the same, nearly all returning to the capital by the fourth or fifth day.

These days had been tough. There was no festive spirit, only worry and fear - fear that Yusuf was dead, fear that their team would be dissolved.

These days, everyone was staying in the villa, including Miles O’brien.

Paisley Kirk sat in a corner fiddling with her phone, subconsciously dialing Yusuf’s number. In fact, during these days, she had been calling Yusuf’s cell more than ten times an hour, and after waking up at night, she’d call him again, hoping to get through.

Only, she had never managed to connect; every attempt ended in disappointment.

In the silent room, after entering the number, she put the phone to her ear.

However... the moment it began to ring, she was shocked into a stupor.

After countless attempts consisting of unreachable or out of service messages, could it be that this time, she had actually got through?

"It’s through, it’s through, Yusuf’s phone is through!" Paisley Kirk screamed and jumped up!

"What?" Hearing Paisley Kirk’s words, Miles O’Brien also jumped up, and so did Samuel Ross and the others.

"I’m sorry, the number you have dialed is powered off or out of service area!" The call rang twice before disconnecting, and then the trembling nurse continued to dial again, only to find that the other party had turned off the phone!

"Could it be a mistake?" Samuel Ross asked strangely.

"No, no, it’s not a mistake. It rang twice; I didn’t hear it wrong!" Paisley Kirk said, her eyes reddening, tears swirling in her eyes.

With a "squeak," just as Paisley Kirk was tremblingly dialing Yusuf’s number again, the door to the villa opened, and Yusuf, wearing a trench coat and sunglasses and a hat, slipped inside.

"Samuel, draw all the curtains!" Yusuf had to be careful. Initially, he didn’t plan to meet these people, but after thinking it over, he felt that it was better to explain things face to face. At the same time, he didn’t believe that these people would betray him!

"Boss!" Seeing Yusuf enter, everyone was overjoyed, and without needing instructions, Uriel Arellano and Grey Petty immediately went to draw the curtains!

Yusuf’s telekinetic sense constantly covered a one-kilometer radius. He made sure there was no one surveilling this place within a kilometer, as after all, Devin King and the others still didn’t know he was alive, so it was normal for them not to be surveilling here.

Miles O’Brien threw herself at him, and Paisley Kirk couldn’t help but do the same.

After patting Miles O’Brien and Paisley Kirk on their shoulders, Yusuf sat down and took off his hat and glasses.

Everyone was looking at him, and all eyes were filled with extreme shock, because Yusuf had lost weight, his face more angular than before, much thinner than before the Spring Festival.

"Alright, everyone sit down. I have a few things to say, and then I need to leave." Yusuf gestured for everyone to sit around him before speaking slowly, "You all must have heard that there was a plane incident. I wasn’t on the plane, but some things happened, so after I returned to the capital, I killed some people."

"Mm-hmm." Samuel Ross and the others nodded. They had heard about the acts of terror, the beheadings that had taken place in the capital a few days earlier. The officials couldn’t cover it up, as the people who were beheaded weren’t just found in their homes; some were found in nightclubs, others in their companies, and some in their residential complexes. Many people witnessed these events, so the news spread widely.

Then Yusuf continued, "After that, I was pursued by someone very powerful, and I had to fake my death to escape." Yusuf didn’t elaborate, telling them simply that a fake death was necessary.

"So, in the eyes of some people, even official eyes, I am a dead man now!"

"Whew~" Upon hearing Yusuf’s words, everyone sharply inhaled.

"So I’ll need to leave for a while. As for anything about me, no matter who asks you, just say you don’t know, that you have no idea whether I’m alive or dead."

"Louise, keep running the shop at Ruiz Family Garden. We won’t be involved in the March stone gambling."

"Samuel, arrange for two people to go to the pharmaceutical factory in Inner Mongolia. In a few days, more people will be heading to Australia; when that time comes, they will all listen to Marlon Shepherd’s arrangements. Paisley, you find Marlon Shepherd tomorrow, and then let him arrange for you at New Century, starting from a supervisor or department manager."

"What’s New Century?" Paisley Kirk and Miles O’Brien didn’t know about New Century Hotel, so they were puzzled.

"You’ll know when you find Marlon Shepherd."

"Mm, I’ll listen to Yusuf," Paisley Kirk nodded and said.

"Isaac, contact Anais Dillon and Mary Berger. Starting tomorrow, help me investigate someone. This person should still be in the capital, called Samuel Ross. Memphis should have a recollection of him, being one of the younger members of the Ross Zielder Clan, so investigating him shouldn’t be difficult, as his family definitely has business here."

"Alright, I’ll get on it tomorrow," Isaac Quintana nodded and said.