3 am

Donald took Stephanie out of the villa.

"Stephanie, I don't know much about Demingham's business system. You were born and raised here, and you usually hear more than me. Do you know who the members of the business alliance are?"

In the car, Donald sat in the co-pilot and turned to ask Stephanie who was starting the car.

"Lennie Machinery, Maxwell Shipyard, Monroe Machinery..."

As a native of Demingham, these top chambers of commerce or consortiums have naturally heard of it, and Stephanie reported several names that Donald also often heard about without hesitation.

"Let's go... No, the residences of these top rich people in Demingham must be guarded. At this point... Stephanie, you know that you are a medium-sized business partner who participates in business alliances. Chamber of Commerce or company?"

Donald wanted to find someone with enough power to speak in the business alliance, but suddenly realized that these people are as guarded as Wesley Tate today, and they will get into trouble if they fail to achieve their goals.

"I do know a few such consortiums, but at this time, their locations or companies are definitely closed, and I don't know where the managers live, and I can't find anyone at all. Donald, what happened, let me Are you looking for these people so late?"

Stephanie's response was quick. Since Donald asked this, it was late at night, so she was definitely looking for them, but she wasn't someone who traveled frequently in high society, so how could she know the home addresses of these people.

"Yes, you're right...I can't find these people in a short period of time, is it possible for you to know these people's friends...Yes, know them, people in the news agency will definitely know them They, do you have the Demingham Daily in the car? There should be a contact number for the newspaper."

"I don't have it in the car, but I have a newspaper in my room and a phone. I think you want to use the contact number in the newspaper to contact the newspaper, right?"

Stephanie had never seen Donald so anxious, sitting on the chair frowning, her eyes unfocused, sometimes frowning, sometimes twitching her nose, looking a little restless.

"Let's go back."

"Donald!"

Stephanie suddenly stopped Donald who opened the door.

"What's wrong?"

Donald looked back at Stephanie in surprise.

"I don't know what happened, but I know you have to keep calm, you have to stabilize your mind, or what you're going to do will fail!"

Stephanie's words made Donald froze in his seat.

Concern is chaos.

After knowing that Anthony wanted to sacrifice himself in order to complete his revenge, all Donald thought about was how to rescue him.

During the entire journey back to Tallinn from the sea, he kept his agile thinking open, in order to think of a solution as quickly as possible.

Although this behavior made him think of a way in a short period of time, it also inevitably caused some negative states to appear in his spirit and thinking.

Before, he told Anthony not to die before eight o'clock, but it was just a way to delay the time, because the breakfast time in the upper class should be at eight in the morning.

In this way, the private chef should arrive at the kitchen one to two hours earlier, and it takes time to prepare materials, dishes, etc.

Anthony must know this. In order to ensure that his sacrificial plan can be successful, he must make his plan an hour ahead of the six o'clock.

It's early three in the morning, so Donald only has two hours.

"Go back to the villa first!"

The two got out of the car and rushed back to the villa, which wasted a lot of time again and again.

The first time Donald returned to Stephanie's room was not looking for the newspaper, but rushed into the bathroom, put his head under the faucet, and rushed with cold water for a few seconds, forcing his feverish mind Cool down quickly.

When Donald went out, Stephanie was already sitting on the sofa with a copy of the Demingham Daily on the table in front of her, and she dialed the number when Donald appeared.

The Demingham Daily is the largest news agency in Demingham City. In order to ensure that the first-hand information is not missed, the newspaper adopts a 24-hour shift system, which means that there will be people sitting in the news agency during the night shift to process various documents. .

beep~ beep~ beep~

click~

"This is the Demingham Daily, what's your business?"

The operator on the other side of the phone had a lazy tone. This time was the most tiring time.

Donald took the phone from Stephanie.

"Matilda Tate is not Wesley Tate's daughter."

"Matilda Tate is the culprit in the finger cannibal case."

"The man who kidnapped Mathil Tate was one of the victims of the Finger Cannibal case."

"The Tate family will undergo drastic changes before dawn!"

"Now, immediately, immediately contact the person with the most power in your newspaper office and tell him that if you want to become famous, you can confirm a meeting address in Tallinn within fifteen minutes. I only give you fifteen minutes, and fifteen minutes later. , I will contact the Pearl Daily immediately!"

Click!

When he hung up the phone, Donald was talking the whole time. In order to ensure that the other party could hear him clearly, he paused every sentence.

A second before his ears left the phone, he seemed to hear the sound of a broken teacup and a person shouting on the other side.

The Pearl Daily, Demingham's second most influential newspaper, Donald is going to tell the people of Demingham Daily that if they don't care about this shocking secret, then I'm afraid they won't have a chance to do it all over again.

Leaning back on the sofa, she closed her eyes, and Stephanie, who was sitting opposite, stared at Donald dumbfounded. She seemed to have heard something incredible just now...

"Donald, what you said is true?"

Stephanie's words echoed in Donald's mind just now, but she felt like she was shocked.

"Of course it's true... Stephanie, do you want to hear what I've been through tonight? I can tell you in advance that when you know this, there's a good chance you're going to be dragged into a Vortex, and it could also get in trouble."

Donald suddenly raised his head and lay on his side, with his elbows on the sofa, his palms dragging his chin, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Stephanie and asked.

"I......"

Stephanie was about to nod subconsciously, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked up at Donald with a look of disbelief in her eyes.

Donald wants to tell her what happened in the manor area this evening, and ask her for her permission.

This is not just a sharing of information!

You must know that when he left the police station tonight, Donald just mentioned the manor area, the Tate family, about what he was going to do that night, and the rest, what he wanted to do, why did he do it, to Stephanie Not a word.

This means that what Donald did tonight must be very secretive, and she was not considered a companion who could really entrust everything at that time, so she kept it from her.

Now that Donald took the initiative to ask her, he gave her a chance to choose.

She agrees, which means that she is willing to become a community of interests with Donald. This is considered a nomination. She has to bear the risk brought by this secret, and promises not to sell Donald, but also to believe that Donald will not betray herself.

She refused, and Donald would naturally shut up. The two of them got along with each other in the same way as before. They were still companions, but they were limited to companions.

"Of course I am willing, all ears!"

This is Stephanie's response.

"Well, while there is still time..."

This time Donald didn't hide anything. What he did tonight included rescuing Anthony, attacking Gerald Parker, the underground greenhouse under the shrine hall, the fruit of immortality, Anthony's final decision and his current plan.

The expression on Stephanie's face changed several times.

The resentment of knowing the underground farm.

The shock of knowing the fruit of immortality.

Knowing how moved Anthony was when he made his final decision...

jingle bell~

The phone rang at this moment.

"The editor's office of the third floor of the news agency, I will wait for you there. If your news is false, I will make you get the punishment you deserve!"

Although the voice from the other end of the phone was hoarse, it was full of air.

"Let's go, whether we can save people back depends on our actions this time."

Hanging up the phone, Donald got up from the sofa and went back to his room~lightnovelpub.net~ touched Finger, put on his top hat and cane.

The location of the villa itself is the central area of ​​Demingham, not far from the Demingham Daily News.

When they were outside the news agency, there were already people waiting at the door. Donald, who was wearing a fox mask, glanced at the lights in the window on the third floor, and Stephanie next to him was wearing a mechanical mask with a butterfly pattern engraved on the outside. This was her. Got someone to do it for two days.

She asked Donald if he wanted to do one too, but the latter devoted himself to spell research and the disappearance case and didn't respond.

Walking all the way up to the third floor, he pushed open the door, and behind the long table inside sat a man with white hair on his temples. He looked at the two of them, and then turned his head slightly to look at the news agency employee behind them.

"Mr. Lev, remember to lock the door when you go out, thank you."

"Okay, Mr. Ferdinand."

The door to the office was closed, and there were only three people left in the room.

"You two, do you want to cover your face when you come here? It's a bit rude, after all, I didn't make any disguise."

Holding a wooden pipe in his hand, he took a sip from time to time to refresh himself. The president of the Demingham News Agency didn't look very good.

For someone his age, being woken up out of bed after three in the morning was not a pleasant thing. "

"I beg your pardon, what I'm going to say next is really a great secret. People of your status naturally don't care about troublesome things, but I have to pay attention."

Donald sat down in front of the table to himself, and then said,

"You will definitely be surprised, I promise!"