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Chapter 61: Do you want to be a hero

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Murphy got the name of a drug dealer "Osen Savich" and an address, and then the little gangster ran away in a panic.

The man on the ground also climbed up at this time. To Murphy's surprise, it was a quite strong and tall man, and in his arms, he was actually holding a small cat.

Could it be that this guy was beaten because he wanted to protect his cat?

A Schwarzenegger figure, but a soft-hearted cat slave?

"Osen is just a small fry." The man suddenly said, "He is not the worst villain in this district."

"Oh?"

Murphy didn't expect to ask any useful clues from the little gangster's mouth at the beginning. He just planned to find the worst guy step by step, but this brother seems to know something?

"Then who is the worst guy?"

The cat slave brother didn't answer, just shook his head and left Murphy behind.

He walked with one foot not very flexible, it seems he was a lame man.

Murphy rolled his eyes. "Legilimens!"

After a while, Murphy gasped.

Hiss, this guy's experience is a bit rich.

Boris Peshkov.

Born in the East End, his father was a Russian gangster and his mother was a prostitute, but he didn't sink in this environment, and he relied on his own intelligence to get into Cambridge. After graduation, he became a practicing accountant.

However, this guy was too dedicated. When auditing the financial report of a large company, he discovered major fraud. Not only did he not sign the audit report, but he also submitted the fraud evidence to the judicial organ.

But what he didn't know was that the company's investor was actually a drug dealer, and many of the company's businesses were actually covers for him to launder money.

In the end, the other party threw out a few scapegoats to take the blame and it was fine. At the same time, they united with the firm to frame him for issuing false reports, bearing joint liability, making him lose his pants, and also carrying hundreds of thousands of debts.

When he was wandering the streets, the drug dealer found someone to fix him up, breaking his leg.

If it weren't for his good physique, his life would have been gone.

"So, that villain, named Isaac Milburn?"

"You, what did you just do?"

Boris was terrified. The feeling of having his whole life's memories flipped through like a book was too terrible. The other party was simply like a legendary devil.

"Do you want revenge?" Murphy looked at the other party's strong arms. "Exercising is a good idea, but you are just a cripple. Just by this, you want revenge, I'm afraid there's no play."

After Boris's initial shock passed, he shook his head. "No. I don't want revenge."

After saying that, he left with his cat.

Murphy was a little puzzled. The duration of the Legilimency just now had been very long, and Boris was also resisting with all his might, so he didn't increase the intensity to prevent him from becoming a fool.

But he did feel an extreme anger when reading the other party's memory, which was completely different from Boris's current listless performance.

This person is a bit interesting.

The strange teenager disappeared at some point. Boris, who wanted to warn him not to provoke Isaac, thought about the other party's peculiar ability and finally could only shake his head and leave with the cat.

He passed through two blocks, stuffed the two crumpled banknotes in his pocket to an old homeless man on the road, and then came to an old apartment, knocking on the door of a resident on the second floor.

After a long time, the door opened. It was an old lady. Boris handed the cat in his arms to the other party.

That cat was actually not his.

The two talked for a long time. The other party was Boris's landlord, Mrs. Hampton. They had a good relationship. Boris cleaned up the room for the old man before returning to where he lived.

It was a very small single apartment, and the facilities were old and dilapidated, but it was cleaned very neatly.

He finished his simple meal and started exercising. He didn't have any fitness equipment, so he could only exercise by doing push-ups, pull-ups, squats, etc.

His leg was injured, and every squat was very difficult, but he still insisted on doing more than thirty.

Then, he opened a wardrobe.

Pushing aside the only few shirts, he revealed a clipping wall on the wardrobe partition.

The content of those clippings was mainly divided into two parts. One part was about the whereabouts of the president of Milburn Trading Company, and the other part was some investigations into missing girls' cases. Among those clippings, the one in the center was a 19-year-old girl named Mariana Hampton.

"So that's it."

A voice suddenly sounded behind Boris, startling him to turn around immediately, and he saw the strange teenager from before standing behind him.

"Mariana, what a beautiful girl, your girlfriend?"

"You, how did you..."

Boris was shocked. When did this person come to his room?

"Are you human or ghost?"

"Whether I am human or ghost is not important. What is important is, who are you, and what do you want to do?"

Boris was silent for a while. He hesitated and finally sighed. "Mariana is my sister."

"My mother gave birth to her and fostered her with her mother, Mrs. Hampton. I only knew about this sister a few years ago. Mrs. Hampton is actually my grandmother, but she doesn't know about this."

"I've only seen Mariana a few times. She is different from me. She is very cheerful and pure. When I told her about our relationship, she was very happy. She said she always felt very lonely, and it felt good to have a brother."

"I think so too."

"Two months ago, I was framed and owed a debt. When I returned here, Mariana had already disappeared."

"I tracked it for a long time before finding clues. She might have been trafficked to other countries, or even, she might already be dead."

Murphy glanced at those clippings. "So, Isaac Milburn did it?"

"Yes, he is the leader of the largest gang in the East End. He deals drugs, kills, traffics people, and does all kinds of evil. I have sufficient reason to suspect that he did it. Those other missing girls are also related to him. I have some evidence, but I can't convict him. Many people have taken his money, and not many prosecutors or lawyers dare to oppose him."

"So, you are prepared to take revenge yourself?"

Boris was silent for a while. "At least, I want to know Mariana's whereabouts."

"But with your current situation, I'm afraid you will be riddled with bullets as soon as you break into his lair."

Boris was discouraged. "You are right. I have investigated his whereabouts many times and made many plans, but no plan can succeed. He is very cautious. He knows that many people want him to die, so he is always followed by a dozen bodyguards. I can't get close to him at all."

Saying that, he looked at Murphy. "Can you help me? You can help me, right?"

"With your kind of ability, it must be very easy to get evidence!"

"I beg you, help me, whether you are a superhero, an alien, or a devil, please help me. I want to find Mariana. If she is still alive, I must save her. If she is already dead... I also want to avenge her!"

Murphy smiled. "Guess what, you are in luck."

"However, it's boring to let others intervene in this matter." Murphy said, taking a test tube from his arms.

"Do you want to be a hero?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 62 =====

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