Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss - Chapter 560
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Chapter 560:
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She glanced at the screen and saw an unknown number. Her brow arched slightly as she pressed the answer button.
“Hello, Miss Evans. I am the butler of the Dayton family.” The butler informed Khloe about Whitney’s invitation to the Dayton family.
Khloe turned to Henrik. When he nodded, she agreed, “Okay. Please send me the time and location.”
After hanging up, she turned to Henrik and asked, “Are you coming with me?”
Henrik didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
Khloe wasn’t afraid to meet Whitney alone, but with Henrik accompanying her, she anticipated fewer complications.
She said little to Henrik afterward. Instead, she turned to Henrik’s men and instructed them to bring the special agent’s body back.
Soon, Henrik’s men returned with the agent’s body.
“Send the body to the medical room,” Khloe commanded coldly, her eyes flashing with an icy determination. “I will dissect it personally.”
Khloe understood that the anatomy of spies was different from ordinary people’s. Their bodies were often altered with specialized drugs. Perhaps the autopsy would reveal traces of the mastermind behind their operation.
Henrik’s subordinates exchanged uneasy glances upon hearing this. When Henrik made no objection, they moved the body to the lab under Khloe’s instructions.
Inside the lab, the autopsy table gleamed under the harsh light. Dressed in a protective suit, mask, and goggles, Khloe stood over the spy’s lifeless body. Her cold, analytical gaze swept over the figure before her.
Without hesitation, the scalpel in her gloved hand sliced into the woman’s flesh.
Khloe hadn’t set high expectations; any clue would be a bonus, but she wouldn’t be disappointed if none appeared. Yet, as her meticulous work continued, a faint trace of fluorescent green residue caught her attention below the kidney.
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Her eyes narrowed sharply as she collected the fluorescent green drug in a sterile test tube.
After ensuring no further evidence remained, Khloe carried the test tube to the laboratory for analysis.
“Anoft?” Khloe murmured, her brow furrowing as the test results appeared. Her expression darkened, tinged with unease.
Anoft was an exceedingly rare biological agent. Though Khloe had heard of it once in passing, she had never encountered it herself. With the test tube and results in hand, Khloe returned to her study. She flipped open her laptop and began an exhaustive search, employing her adept hacking skills to uncover any information about Anoft.
Despite her advanced hacking techniques, there was no trace of information about Anoft anywhere. The absence of data unsettled Khloe.
How could it have vanished from all known records? Something about this situation felt deeply wrong.
A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts.
Henrik entered, his brow lifting slightly at her pensive expression. “What’s wrong?”
Khloe nearly dismissed his question but paused when she saw who it was. Her eyes brightened with a sudden idea. “Have you ever heard of Anoft?”
Henrik’s identity and knowledge were unique; perhaps he could provide insight into the elusive agent.
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