Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



Chapter 712

The attendants were all members of the Crime Investigation Department in disguise.noveldrama

Three days ago, they had infiltrated the resort and disguised themselves as attendants. They had expected an experienced professional assassin to spend some time observing the place and hadn't expected him to take action so quickly.

The chief was a middle-aged man in his 40s named Everett Fallon. He stuck out his hand, smiled, and said, "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Zahn."

Carlisle shook hands with him and smiled, saying, "I should be the one thanking you. If it hadn't been for all of you, I might already be dead!"

Everett smiled meaningfully. "You've got a sense of humor, Mr. Zahn! Your bodyguards are all very skilled. Even if we weren't around, I don't think this professional assassin would have been able to hurt you at all. We'll take him away. If we can find out who's behind this, we'll contact you immediately."

"Alright." Carlisle smiled calmly. He looked at the beautiful woman who had been massaging him for the past few days and said, "Thank you for the past few days."

Jeanette McPherson smiled and said, "You're welcome. This is part of our job." She left with Everett and the others.

The moment they walked out of the resort, both women could not help beaming. "Chief Fallon, we'll get first-class merits for this!"

"Can't you two be more mature?" Everett swept an impassive gaze over them, but the corners of his mouth quirked up into an imperceptible smile.

The Black Spider had committed several murders in Rhineland, and they would've been able to get first-class merits even if they had had to shoot him dead on the spot. Now that they managed to catch him alive, their superior may even hold a commendation conference.

Everett said, "However, this first-class merit is pretty much a gift from Mr. Zahn. He was the one who came up with the plan, and we just played our roles. Even if we hadn't been here, his bodyguards would've been able to capture the Black Spider on their own!"

"Are his bodyguards really that skilled?" Jeanette looked shocked.

"I don't know about the rest, but I know the one called Francis. He's a retired member of the Leopard Strike Team, and he was team captain!" Everett looked reminiscent as he thought back to a joint field training that had taken place a few years ago.

"Why didn't he recognize you?" Jeanette asked innocently.

"Don't ask so many questions. Focus on your work." Everett looked annoyed as he got into the passenger seat of a black car.

Back at the hot spring pools, Francis, Wendell, and Kevin got in to enjoy themselves.

Carlisle sighed softly and said, "We should have just done it on our own!"

The professional assassin looked tough. He was unlikely to squeal on his employer.

However, if they had handed him over to Wade and the others, the result might have been different.

Francis understood what Carlisle was implying, and he lowered his head in silence.

It had been his idea to contact the Crime Investigation Department. His intention had been to avoid legal responsibility.

However, he had overlooked the fact that the professional assassin was just someone's pawn.

If they didn't find out who the real mastermind was, the danger would remain.

Although Carlisle seemed to be talking to himself, Francis felt that Carlisle was giving him a hint.

Carlisle picked up his phone and dialed Eleanor's number,

"Carlisle?"

"Ms. Ellie, let's continue our conversation..."

"Alright. Where were we?"

"You said you followed the trail up to the director of the business department." Carlisle reminded her, smiling.

"Oh, right. I would never have expected our director to be bribed! The directors of the business departments in the other companies are quite close to our director. They were persuaded by him, and they commanded their managers and supervisors to take care of this.

"That was why it was difficult for the company to trace it back to them. However, they didn't get past me in the end. I didn't let anyone else interfere in this."