I Can Create Perfect Accidents Chapter 80
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Chapter 80: Raising Man Or Poisonous Insects?
“In the past half a month?” The young man with thick dark circles seemed to have noticed something and asked.
“Right! For about fifteen days.” Sona glanced at the information on the screen and replied.
The young man didn’t say anything else.
The old detective, Bloom, seemed to have thought of something again.
“When was John released from prison?” After a long silence, he asked.
Detective Fritz remembered John’s files well.
“November 18th.” He blurted the date out.
As his words landed.
Everyone around the long table fell silent.
From November 18th until today.
It was exactly 15 days.
In other words…
John, since the day he was released from prison.
A huge net was already brewing in his heart.
He was constantly observing this city.
Searching for any flaw that might appear!
…
Owain City, Pearl River Villa.
John was wearing a black knitted shirt.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked up.
He looked out of the window quietly.
Under the peaceful sky.
There were many more birds than before.
They were circling in the air.
He closed the curtain and looked away.
John sat on the sofa in the living room.
In the search box in front of him, another line of text was typed in.
“How can I guarantee that I’ll be fine in the next day?
“Meaning that I will be safe for the next 24 hours?”
In Owain City, an ordinary industrial street.
In an ordinary information technology company.
“I’m sorry, Galen.
“A small company like mine really can’t withstand the pressure!”
In the boss’s office.
A middle-aged man with a stomach looked at Galen.
He said apologetically.
“I also don’t dare to pay too much.
“The most I can do is to give you the full salary for this month.” The middle-aged man continued.
Galen, who had grown up with John, said nothing.
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He picked up the money the boss had placed on the table and walked out.
He walked to the entrance of the company.
He was hugging a cardboard box filled with his stuff.
He turned around and at this place that he had worked at since he graduated.
There was some nostalgia in his eyes.
He took a deep breath.
Then, he quickly left.
Halfway on the road, he glanced back.
From this morning onwards, a middle-aged man who was silent but had a serious expression on his face appeared beside him and kept following him.
Also, at this moment, outside his house, some people were standing guard there too.
They claimed to be from the Owain City Police Headquarters.
They said that they were here to be responsible for the safety of their house for the next few days.
Galen’s brows twitched, and the confusion in his heart grew.
He didn’t know what had happened to John.
On one hand, he was pressured to quit.
On the other hand, government officials were sent to protect them.
Everyone from the Owain Orphanage and John’s other key friends also had similar security guards protecting them too.
…
Wearing a gray coat and a hood, John disappeared into the huge city.
Following the steps in the Foresee, he didn’t attract anyone’s attention.
He stopped in front of a public phone in a small store.
“I understand,” John replied in a deep voice.
“Thank you.” He paused for a second and continued.
The shadow world.
The officials’ attitude towards him was very strange.
Through Reagan’s test the last time, he could know that the officials didn’t insist on having him join them.
In fact, they even deliberately created an adequate environment for him.
This Owain City seemed to be an environment that the officials had tacitly created for John.
They allowed John to use his abilities.
Probably, one or some real big shots were watching John and Owain City.
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John hung up.
Then, he lowered his head and turned around.
He went back into the crowded city.
“Could it be that Owain City has become my petri dish?
“Or are they raising me like raising poisonous insects?
“They want to see if I can kill all the enemies and survive?”
John shoved his hands in his pockets, his eyes fixed on his toes.
He thought for a moment.
Then, the corners of his mouth curled up.
“Looks like in the shadow world, there are also many fishy things going on.
“To an existence like me who has exceeded the rules, for the big shots, the first thing they thought of wasn’t to kill me.
“Instead, they seem to have the intention of training me.
“I wonder if I’m the only one.
“Or am I only one of those they are grooming?”
John’s brows kept jumping.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He looked at the sky.
Through the steps in Foresee that were getting more and more cautious, he could faintly sense that his various actions might have been noticed by some big shot.
December 3, 2020.
Early in the morning, when the sun was at the top.
It was time to start pushing the first domino.
There were only two days left.
John was half-naked.
With his left hand behind his back and his right hand on the ground, he was undergoing physical training.
All external forces had the possibility of disappearing.
Only his own body was the most trustworthy asset.
He looked up slightly.
His clear eyes were bright and full of energy.
His well-proportioned and muscular body was accentuated.
He had been training for a long time.
His body began to sweat, and his warm skin gradually turned rosy.
Then, John felt fatigued and sore.
He was panting heavily.
But he persisted in his training.
Until his entire body felt sore and numb, and his body felt like it was filled with lead, until he couldn’t move anymore, only then did he stop training.
…
After resting for a while.
John got up and walked to the bathroom.
A few minutes later, he walked out of the bathroom in a white bathrobe.
At this moment, the phone in the bedroom rang.
He answered the call on the bedside table.
John responded.
Then, he walked towards the hall on the first floor.
He glanced at the kitchen not far away.
Salefani was wearing an apron and busying herself.
He didn’t expect this innocent girl to know how to cook.
However, he didn’t know what her food tasted like.
On the other side.
Hamlet came from his position in the garden.
“Did you rest well yesterday?” John looked at Hamlet and asked.
Hamlet hadn’t liked to talk.
But he had followed John for a while now.
He was very close to John.
“Pretty good. Thank you for your concern, Brother John.” He nodded heavily and replied.
John turned his head.
He saw Salefani holding the tray with some difficulty
and walking towards the living room.
“Hurry up and go help her.” Therefore, he glared at Hamlet and scolded jokingly.
John walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
He reached out and lifted a corner of the curtain.
“In these two days, there are more and more birds flying in the sky.” He looked out of the window and said slowly.
However, his heart was filled with thoughts.
Salefani handed Hamlet the breakfast tray.
She patted her rather ridiculous chest.
“I saw on the news that the scale of migratory birds that will fly to Owain City this year.
might be the largest number in the past ten years.” Hearing John’s words, she replied.
“This is the charm of nature.” John nodded meaningfully.
His eyes flickered.
Anticipation appeared on his face.
As if he couldn’t wait to watch a good show.
…
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