Chapter 209 Erkan Lewis

A year and a half ago.

One day, he suddenly received an anonymous email in his mailbox.

Attached to the e–mail were two posthumous photos.

One for Scott, and the other for Scott’s son, his cousin Erkan Lewis.

The formal content of the email was only one sentence.

“I’m coming back to get what’s mine.”

At that time, he checked the sender and found out that it was from abroad IP address.

Later, he arranged for Gasper to investigate and found that the address was an illegal Internet cafe in a red–light district in a foreign delta.

The delta was already chaotic, and the red light district was even worse. As for the illegal Internet cafes, there were full of desperadoes.

The owner of the Internet cafe earned money without a bottom line. It was impossible to install surveillance, and the clues

were broken.

The other party sent such an email inexplicably and took such pains to conceal his identity.

This made Boris have to

pay

attention.

Judging from the tone of the sender, it seemed to be Erkan or Scott.

But Scott died of illness, and when he died, Boris was present, watched him die, and arranged for him to be cremated.

died in a car accident while escaping from

arrived, the car was still burning, and after putting out the fire, the

charred.

asked someone to verify his identity, no doubt it was

of them were dead, that’s

he became extra careful in everything

provocative behavior, he

move.

had made enough preparations, there was no movement from the other party more than half a year after

until Gasper went abroad to handle things for him that he saw a familiar face in a certain club under Boris name.

quite resembled

immediately told him about it, and he didn’t think

find the trace of that person as soon as possible, not to startle the person, but

this was not an easy task.

had clients from all over the world,

this to

find the person, follow up and investigate,

have believed in scientific evidence, but he always felt ominous

“Ding…”

sent the information over.

watched carefully for an hour, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

information was flawless, and no loopholes were

his dead father and crazy mother, Boris’s eyes became cloudy and

not take any more

could not let the sacrifice

had already started, and there was absolutely no reason to stop

would rather make a mistake than let it go.

a deep breath, sat down, and replied

the afternoon of the third day on the cruise ship, each group of guests

was the third mission card they have received

this mission was “Katyusha’s Prayer“, but the first task was

in the dance party. It seemed that they have

pinched the card and intuited that the third task might be the theme task of this issue.

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