The First Heir

Philip rolled down the car window and showed Dr. Garner’s ID to the other party, who glanced at it before he turned his attention to Philip and Fennel in the car.

He said coldly, “Get out of the car and let us check!”

Philip and Fennel frowned.

At this moment, Dr. Garner poked his head out from the rear window and roared. “Damn it, are you blind? Don’t you recognize me?”

When the guard saw Dr. Garner wrapped in bandages, he was startled before he bowed slightly and said, “Dr. Garner, why are you…”

Dr. Garner said grimly, “Don’t worry about me. I have an emergency. Let us through!”

“Yes!”

The guard immediately raised his hand and signaled the people at the back to open the electronic gate. The black car drove into the institute, and they soon stopped at the entrance.

After passing through several doors that required fingerprint and iris verification, Philip and Fennel finally reached the core research room of the institute with

a large area that covered thousands of square feet with dozens of researchers working on drugs and human experiments. More than a dozen men and women lay in sealed cryogenic storage bins with their eyes closed and catheters inserted

what Wynn had gone through. Shock and anger

Damn the Lovelace family!

so far on the path of

Garner appeared, the dozen or so researchers bowed

and said to an

the computer, and quickly pulled out a series of

display, and the person in the photo was none other than Wynn. Seeing the data, Philip clenched his fist tightly and wished he could raze the research

and said,

with anger. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly

and asked, “Where’s the

whole row of blue squares appeared on the screen, just like

said, “It’s in locker