CHAPTER 385: CHAPTER 385: RELATED TO THE WEXLER FAMILY

"If that’s the case, does it mean those people are still alive, just held captive by the Wexler Family, researching these things?"

Hugo Quinn felt some warmth in his heart; if she wasn’t dead, he should be able to see her, that gracious woman from his memories.

"I suspect that’s the case. Staying here any longer is just wasting time. I believe there are many such factories worldwide; this place just happened to be a testing ground. To find anything, we must go to the Wexler Family."

The two of them stood up and slowly walked down the mountain.

The forest here was very silent, everything was so quiet that staying too long made one’s scalp tingle.

After leaving, they quickly went back to the hotel, packed their things, and planned to leave.

Since the city was already locked down, it was impossible to leave by car, but they had a helicopter; as long as they reached the outskirts, it would be fine.

"President, I’m glad you’re okay."

Seeing them come out, Lan Yancy breathed a sigh of relief; waiting outside was truly hopeless, the phone couldn’t get through, and she could do nothing.

"Many communication devices inside the city have been damaged, and the signal is intermittent. We should leave as soon as possible."

The three of them strapped their packed items on their backs and walked towards the outskirts.

Passing by a large building, Cole Crawford glanced back; that person’s profile looked familiar, a bit like Xavier?

His steps halted, and he suddenly retreated a few steps.

"Xavier?!"

He grabbed the man’s arm, only to find the person merely resembled Xavier.

He returned to Hugo Quinn’s side without saying anything.

Xavier should be in Serenford working in business, not coming to this place, right?

Thinking this, his steps grew larger.

Meanwhile, Xavier Crawford stood still at the original spot, feeling as if he heard his brother’s voice?

He had managed to sneak into this city, but hadn’t found any trace of his brother; where had he gone? The phone was unanswered too.

Xavier frowned and went to the city’s best hotel, hoping to gather some information.

"Boom!"

Chaos suddenly erupted around, with many people starting to flee.

They were all speaking the local language, which Xavier couldn’t understand, being pushed by the crowd with no idea where he was.

Hugo Quinn and Xavier had just boarded the helicopter when they saw people fleeing everywhere on the road.

It was strange; when they came out, the city was fine; how come suddenly so many people were rushing out?

The helicopter slowly took off, and the three felt uneasy in their hearts.

"Fly into the city and have a look."

The helicopter ascended, with Lan Yancy acting as the pilot, steering the helicopter slowly into the city.

Looking down from above, there were crowds of people everywhere, seemingly panicking.

"Someone below is infected. Luckily we left early."

Cole Crawford glanced a little and knew what had happened. Someone had sneaked into Mortistown, gotten infected, and spread the virus outside.

Xavier was dodging the fleeing crowds when he looked up and saw the helicopter, his eyes flickered.

However, it was too far for him to know who was on the helicopter.

The brothers missed each other just like that.

The helicopter flew to a safe city, and the three went to the airport and directly flew out of Africa.

Xavier, who arrived later, was left alone here.

That evening, Hugo Quinn and the others arrived at the Crawford Family’s estate.

He eagerly called Eleanor Hollis.

"Eleanor."

He said while drying his hair, with tenderness in his eyes.

Upon hearing he was okay, Eleanor’s heart finally settled.

"Is everything alright there? I heard it’s very chaotic. By the way, Xavier has already gone to find you."

Hugo Quinn frowned, "I’m already back at Crawford Family’s estate. You said Xavier went to Africa?"

His words were overheard by Cole Crawford, who instantly stood up and grabbed the phone.

"Xavier went to Africa? When did this happen?"

Hearing Cole’s voice, Eleanor was a bit dazed but quickly answered.

"When I called him, he was outside your area. He said he would find a way to get in. Now, he should have already entered."

"Damn it!"

Cole cursed lowly, handed the phone back to Hugo Quinn, then took his own phone to call Xavier.

If indeed he went into the area they exited from, there should be no signal.

He called for a long time but to no avail, figuring Xavier indeed went in there.

Now there were infected people there, and without protective gear, amidst the chaos in the city, going there was simply courting death!

"I have to go; the investigation into the Wexler Family will have to wait until I return."

He immediately grabbed his coat and went to his private jet.

Hugo Quinn stood still, knowing he was anxious, could only nod.

"I will start investigating and borrow some of the Crawford Family’s people."

Cole didn’t hesitate for a moment, immediately instructing the family butler to grant Hugo authority to use any resources while he was away.

Hugo returned to the Crawford Family, unsure why he felt Cole might encounter trouble this time, quite uneasy.

Not long after, Eleanor called again, her voice hoarse.

"Hugo, I want to see you; I want to come to the Crawford Family. It’s very safe, right..."

She couldn’t stand the mindless waiting any longer. At least let her be by his side, doing anything was fine.

Hugo’s heart softened. The Crawford Family indeed felt secure, and he’d be investigating the Wexler Family’s affairs, likely staying here for a while.

"Okay, come over, bring Marcus."

Eleanor’s eyes flashed with joy. She had asked whimsically but didn’t expect him to agree!

She quickly booked a ticket, practically dragging Marcus along.

Marcus was helplessly wearing a small hat; the two quickly reached the airport.

"Marcus, we’re going to see your dad; aren’t you happy?"

Eleanor couldn’t contain her joy, tightly holding Marcus’s hand.

The two breezed through security, boarded the plane in one go.

Hugo was a bit excited too; he hadn’t seen Eleanor in a while, missed her deeply.

By morning, he could go to the airport to pick them up; right now, it was already late.

His lips curled slightly, then due to exhaustion, he fell asleep.

He hadn’t slept well these days; normally, he would sleep deeply, but thinking Eleanor and Marcus would be coming, he woke up early.

After freshening up, he was about to head to the airport, but the news in the living room was broadcasting that last night MH655 flight was struck by lightning mid-air, plummeting into the ocean, with unknown survivors.

The news anchor spoke calmly, making a cross at her chest upon mentioning survivors.

With such major accidents, there usually aren’t survivors, but they preferred to hold hope.

Hugo’s feet froze; he turned and stared blankly at the news.