I Made Perfect Accidents with a Pen After I was Released from Prison - Chapter 7

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

With Ica’s order, the Logistics Department of the hospital was quickly mobilized.

The bodyguards caught the Logistics Director who was still in bed.

The Logistics Director, who was still asleep, heard that it was Miss Ica of the Chicago Corporation who wanted to see him.

He immediately got up.

He knew this woman.

Not only did she humiliate her subordinates, but she also hit and scolded them.

She was vicious.

It could be said that she was partly responsible for Chicago Corporation’s current growth.

He could not afford to offend someone like that.

The Logistic Director pulled up all the surveillance cameras in Ian’s room.

Soon, Ica appeared in the logistics room.

In front of her was a pile of surveillance equipment.

The Logistic Director pulled up the surveillance footage from Ian’s room.

As the surveillance video was very long, the entire video was played at double speed.

In the video, Ian was lying in bed quietly.

However, the calm was soon broken.

A figure in protective clothing pushed open the door of the monitoring room.

Then, the person checked the medical records for a while and shook Ian’s bed.

This made Ica frown.

She felt that something was wrong.

Then, a figure stood in front of Ian.

Ica called for a time-out.

“Who is this doctor? He hasn’t shown his face since he came in. It’s obvious that he intentionally covered his face.”

Ica asked the person-in-charge.

The person-in-charge looked at the screen and was sweating profusely. The identification of a doctor was usually shown on his clothes.

Moreover, once he wore a mask and a hat, he would not be able to identify the doctor even if he was photographed in the front.

“I’ll check the doctors on duty tonight.”

He could only bite the bullet and replied.

When Ica heard this answer, she grunted and signaled for him to continue playing the video.

At this time, she found that the figure on the screen took out a tablet from his pocket and was playing something for his brother, Ian.

The eldest daughter of the Chicago Corporation, Ica, suddenly became breathless.

She did not know what Ian had seen.

Not long after the video was played, Ian revealed an emotion of extreme excitement and fear!

‘Just like him today, he must be trying to tell me something!’

Ica thought to herself.

What was her brother trying to tell her?

It was the best he could do – to blink and move his eyes back and forth.

Her brother could not give her any more information.

It made her think.

She suddenly had an idea.

That man!

It must be related to that man!

Investigate!

You must find out who that person was!

Ica stared at the surveillance footage.

Her knuckles tightened, even turning white.

It was very likely that this person was Ian’s murderer!

“D*mn it!

“Find him for me!”

…

After dealing with a few malicious people on the bus, Lott returned to his rented apartment.

It was late at night but it was not time to rest.

Lott sat down with his upper body bare and did push-ups again and again.

He kept training to show the perfect lines of his upper body.

In prison, he had formed the habit of exercising every day.

No matter how good a tactic was, it needed a good executor.

Lott’s movements were very standard.

It was a posture that was more standard than all the coaches on the market.

This was because of the question Lott had searched for in the search box.

[How can I make my body stronger?]

After typing out this question, the search box suddenly showed a list of ways to become stronger.

Among them, there were many very outrageous methods.

For example, injecting genetic medicine to increase the strength of one’s body.

Training a certain ability could strengthen one’s body.

Lott chose the one that suited him the most at the moment.

That was physical training.

After choosing this method, every set of training and every pose Lott made perfectly matched his body’s needs.

Core strength and body muscles.

Other than that, there were also all kinds of fighting techniques.

For example, fighting, jiu-jitsu, and Chinese kung fu.

He had already learned these in prison.

Now, he did not need the help of the system. He could easily handle three or four hooligans on his own.

Compared to five years ago, he was many times stronger now.

Not only could he mobilize every muscle in his body, but he could also exercise all the time.

This was the method given by the system.

The most suitable physical training method for himself!

When he felt a little tired, Lott took a shower.

He had to recover his spirit and prepare for tomorrow’s plan.

At this time, he took out an old-fashioned cell phone, inserted a new phone card, and dialed a number…

…

As the Logistics Director searched through the hospital’s surveillance cameras, he could not find the man’s face.

It was as if the man knew the location of every camera in advance.

He could move his face to the other side just as the camera was about to capture him.

“This is really strange.”

The Logistics Director scratched his head. The few remaining strands of hair on his head were in a precarious situation.

“Such a strange thing has never happened in my life.”

The Logistic Director and the bodyguards could only honestly report this matter to Ica.

Ica now confirmed one thing.

This man knew about her younger brother.

Her younger brother did not have an accident.

Someone had deliberately did it.

It was just that she did not know who the man was.

‘It’s just that I have so many enemies, I can’t be sure which one…’

Just when Ica, the eldest daughter of Chicago Corporation, was at her wit’s end, her cell phone rang.

It was from an unknown number.

She wanted to cancel the call instinctively.

She did not want to talk to people she did not know.

However, she felt that the unknown number was very strange.

It was like a mysterious phone call to save the situation when no one could do anything about it as if in a movie.

The phone kept vibrating.

It seemed to be urging her.

In the end, Ica picked up the call.

She did not think that ordinary people could get hold of her phone number and calling at this time was very inconvenient.

“Who are you?

“Why do you have my private number?”

Ica was the first to ask.

She was a very powerful woman and did not like to give the opportunity for the other party to initiate the conversation.

As the call was connected, a cold, questioning voice sounded.

“Do you want to know the truth?

“The accident that Ian encountered wasn’t an accident. I think I know a lot about this.”

Lott looked at the search box in front of him and slowly read the text.

As expected, just as he finished his sentence, on the other end of the phone, Ica’s mood changed drastically.

With her years of experience, Ica forced herself to calm down.

“Who’s behind you?”

Although Ica’s voice was suppressed very well, Lott still heard something strange.

She took the bait.