Free Web NovelChapter 1033: Chapter 1032: That Person Seems Not to Be Huangfu
"Stay here with her for a while,"
Maxwell Peary noticed that the two of them seemed to have a lot to talk about, and it was inconvenient for him to be there.
So, he gave them the space and left them alone.
After leaving the ward, he went directly to make a call to the director, then headed to the Control Room.
"I need to see the surveillance footage from an hour ago."
After he spoke, the employee immediately started searching.
"Alright, here’s all the surveillance footage from the entire hospital an hour ago."
Maxwell Peary nodded, furrowing his brow as he watched carefully.
It wasn’t long before he found Fiona Sutton’s figure.
She was visiting the Maternity Department?
Holding his breath, he focused on the screen, and sure enough, not long after.
A man appeared on the screen.
The man was about six feet tall, with a strong build, wearing a mask and a baseball cap.
His entire face was covered, leaving only his eyes visible.
Those eyes, like a book that could speak, left an unforgettable impression at a glance.
And those eyes belonged to Yancy Hastings.
It’s him!
Damn it!
It really is Yancy Hastings.
Last time, he thought he was mistaken.
Then, when Evelyn Peary received some anonymous letters, he felt something was suspicious.
So that’s how it is.
If Yancy Hastings is fine, then all problems would be solved.
But...
Why?
If Yancy Hastings isn’t dead, why hasn’t he returned to the country?
"Zoom in on this area."
Maxwell Peary furrowed his brow, pointing at Yancy Hastings’ eyes.
"Yes."
The employee complied immediately, no joking around; this man was young Master Peary from Capital Town.
Although they didn’t know him personally before, the director had specifically instructed them to let young Master Peary view the surveillance.
Moreover, the news was everywhere before.
Now, as long as young Master Peary stood there, most people would recognize him.
The surveillance footage was quickly enlarged, and Maxwell Peary kept his eyes on those eyes,
cold!
Those eyes were filled with coldness. freewēbnoveℓ.com
This was terrifying!
Yancy Hastings’s gaze was always just, righteous, full of determination and integrity.
But these eyes were filled with bloody coldness, like those of an assassin.
Like a soulless executioner.
Strange!
Yancy Hastings couldn’t possibly have such an expression.
But this person, in so many ways, was similar to Yancy Hastings.
Who exactly is this person?
Is Yancy Hastings really not dead?
Or is someone deliberately disguising as him?
It seems all these matters need a thorough investigation.
"Print out this image."
"Yes."
Soon, Maxwell Peary got the printed paper and left the Control Room.
As he exited, he immediately called Owen Lewis.
"Focus on checking Yancy Hastings and see if there’s anything we can use."
Owen Lewis paused for a moment, furrowing his brow.
"Boss, I think you should leave this to Alan Morgan."
He sat restlessly in the car, driving anxiously.
"Reason."
"My wife’s missing!"
He called Annie Davidson’s phone, but no one answered.
Now he could only search all over Main Street, but after all this time, he still couldn’t find her.
"Alan Morgan’s wife is missing too."
Owen Lewis: ..........
Pfft—
He felt that the boss’s words had already inflicted a mental blow.
The words he spoke, he really couldn’t refute. frёewebnoѵēl.com
"She just went missing, at least I know I need to search now."
