Acuo was startled, then quickly accelerated his pace and ran to Monroe, helping him sit on the side of the road. Monroe's lower abdomen was cut and blood kept flowing out of his fingers. Acuo did not have ready-made first aid tools in his hand, and was looking for something to replace bandages.

Monroe saw Acuo's thoughts, waved his hand and said, "I'm lacerated, not something you can deal with. Listen to me, I'm in the same city as Sabach, and I can only say a few words to you, you have to hear it clearly..."

When he said this, Monroe began to cough violently. After taking a sip of whiskey, the cough was only a little better. Then he continued to say to Acuo: "Tomorrow night, a plane landed from Dubai to help me find an Iranian from Ahmed. He has a code box in his hand. No matter what method you use, you must get the code box. It contains the secret of your father's disappearance back then, and there is something very important to Sabach, which is important enough to offset the pursuit order for me..."

When Monroe spoke, blood leaked even more severely. After pouring himself a bit of wine, he felt a little more bloody on his face. When did Monroe be so down and out? Acuo looked at him and sighed, saying to him: "I remember the plane from Dubai tomorrow night, an Iranian named Ahmed. I still have time. I will find a clinic to treat your wounds first, and then talk about other details when the bleeding is stopped."

"There is no time." After a wry smile at Acuo, Monroe continued: "There is a powerful psychic chasing me, and the wound on my body is left by him. If it weren't for him, Sabach would be in this city, and I don't want to let you take risks..."

Before Monroe could finish his words, a cold breath suddenly came from the air. The two of them looked at the source of the breath almost at the same time. Although they saw nothing, they could still feel that the breath was approaching here.

"It's too late!" Monroe's face changed color. After struggling to get up, he pushed Acuo away, then walked towards the crowd with his back to Acuo and finally said, "Remember this breath, he has the ability to break through all supernatural abilities. Never imitate..."

As the words fell, the crowd that had already stopped began to become active again. Monroe suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and only a pool of blood on the side of the road could prove that this person had just arrived.

Just as Monroe disappeared, the cold breath disappeared without a trace. It seemed that Monroe would take some effort to get rid of it. Acuo continued to sit on the side of the road with a little lost consciousness. There were too many things tonight, and he couldn't digest it for a while.

It was almost midnight, and Acuo walked back to the hotel. At this time, the old man Stanley was about to get off work, and then the beginning of his rich and talented nightlife. Now this foreign flower old man stood at the door honestly, serving Acuo to change his bloody clothes, and said, "Sir, please forgive me if you don't have any instructions. I'm going to get off work. Of course, if you want to continue to appreciate the colorful nightlife of this city, I'm still happy to accompany you as a guide."

"I won't send it, good night..." Now Ah Cuo is still feeling like he is following Stanley. He fell on the bed and was about to say good night, and suddenly remembered something. Just when the old man Stanley was about to go out, he called him back: "Wait a minute, is there any information about Sabach now? He was injured just now, how are he doing now? Should he be treated on the spot, or have he already taken a plane?"

"Sir, I knew you would ask this." Stanley smiled and returned to Acuo's side and said, "You know that all the information about Sabach is difficult to get at the first time. So the relative remuneration is relatively expensive, and the price of $100,000 at this time is absolutely reasonable."

Seeing Acuo's expression of sucking teeth, Stanley didn't intend to say it to death: "Of course, the value of intelligence is effective. It is the most expensive within 24 hours. If it is at this time tomorrow, I can give you a discount."

"It will be free in two months, is that still called intelligence?" Ah Cuo started to fumble on his body while speaking. At this time, he remembered that he threw his wallet to the taxi driver. His bank card and other things were all inside. It is impossible to re-issue it now. He could only go to the bank to re-issue it tomorrow morning: "100,000 is 100,000, and I will send you an account tomorrow morning."

"Then sir, it's not going to rest. I'll make some refreshing drinks for you." Stanley smiled and walked into the living room. He started making coffee and continued: "After Sabach was shot, he was not taken to the hospital and went back to the hotel he stayed at. It's really a coincidence that a very famous surgeon in the United States lives next to him, and they arrived on the same plane. The doctor came to Shanghai to attend a medical conference. What's more coincidental is that this medical conference was held by a pharmaceutical company under Dark Night."

When he said this, the first cup of coffee had been brewed. However, Stanley did not mean to send Acuo. After adding a moderate amount of milk candy, he picked it up and took a sip. The second cup was delivered to Acuo. While handing the coffee over, he continued: "There is another thing that Mr. should be interested in knowing that the plane ticket for Sabach and others back was scheduled for the morning after tomorrow, as if he had known that something would happen tonight."

They only went back the morning after tomorrow, and an Iranian would come to Shanghai tomorrow night. If there were too many coincidences, the person who coincidences would be a fool. While drinking coffee slowly, Ah Cuo tried to string together what happened today in his heart.

After drinking a cup of coffee, Ah Cuo glanced at the old man Stanley who was waiting to take away the coffee cup. An idea suddenly popped up in his mind. Just as the old man took the coffee cup away, he suddenly said, "I'll pay you to buy information, so will anyone ask you to buy my information?"

Stanley was stunned for a moment, and the coffee cup he had just received trembled slightly. This little move betrayed him. Acuo looked at him with a smile and said, "Tell me, who are you? Sabach in the dark night must have spent money?"

"There are also the freeman clubs of the Mizuki and Sassoon family." Old Stanley quickly returned to normal and then continued: "Sir, you know my expenses are a little too high. However, I have not told anyone about Monroe. Moreover, it is harmless to reveal the news here with a selective explanation. At least it is much better than sending people to spy on them. By the way, James Parker Mental Hospital has also inquired about some of your daily information..."

Even if the big knots in the supernatural circle are all... Acuo was a little angry, but when he said that it would be better than the people from these supernatural organizations to spy, Acuo also agreed with this statement. After all, it may not be a bad thing to release some of his own information if possible. However, because of this, Acuo finally made Stanley give him a harsh discount...

While Stanley left the room, Acuo asked him about the psychic man who could break through all abilities. However, Old Stanley was just a little sensitive to intelligence and didn't know much about the psychic man.

After experiencing this series of things at night, plus a cup of coffee from old man Stanley. Acuo didn't have to sleep this night. He couldn't sleep anyway, so he got up, checked the flight from Dubai at the airport tomorrow night, and began to figure out how to get the password box from the Iranian named Ahmed tomorrow night.
Chapter completed!