The Unlucky Turn by Mark Twain 181

“I think I sent you messages about these specifically before. Do you recall them?”

Floyd leaned in close and nodded quickly. The two launched into a discussion centered on these

cases.

Actually, Floyd remembered these well; he had analyzed and discussed them with Leilani on WhatsApp. But discussing things face-to-face was much more vivid and clear. Points that had previously confused him were all unraveled during Leilani’s explanation.

“The others are mainly for comparative reference, so that when we design a new treatment plan, it

will be safer and more rational.”

The more they discussed, the more engrossed they became. From case analysis to medication regimens, to potential side effects and countermeasures, the dialogue flowed back and forth with clarity. They didn’t notice the door being pushed open a crack.

On the other side, Zeus was waiting for his belated contact.

The friend Zeus was relying on was just an insignificant researcher on Mr. Dillon’s team who had his own work to do today. He was also afraid of Mr. Dillon misunderstanding if he was seen, so he found a middleman to guide Zeus.

Because of Mr. Chilton’s special status, Zeus also had to undergo a check. However, Zeus didn’t have a pass and was only accompanied by a middleman, so the security at the entrance was exceptionally strict. They even made him fill out a very detailed visitor log. It required not only his phone number and name but also his home address and family members, all clearly listed.

Zeus was intimidated by the serious atmosphere and didn’t dare say a word, obediently following the

rules.

After entering the corridor, Zeus followed behind the middleman, his leather shoes making no sound on the soft carpet. He looked around at the environment and thought about the strict inspection just now. He couldn’t help but lower his voice and ask the middleman, “Who lives in this villa? Is the owner

Mr. Dillon?”

Was Mr. Dillon’s team this wealthy? Using a villa as a laboratory?

The middleman looked back and glared at him upon hearing the question. Mr. Chilton’s identity was special. Everyone who entered had signed confidentiality agreements and couldn’t speak casually about it. One could tell from the imposing guards at the door that the consequences of breaching the contract would be severe. Zeus was just here for an interview; it wasn’t even certain he’d pass. Why was he so curious?

Thinking this, the middleman’s tone became a bit harsh. “Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t ask! Mr. Dillon hates people with loose lips.”

Zeus frowned, feeling a bit displeased, but remembering that his future was in this man’s hands, he swallowed his dissatisfaction and shut his mouth.

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Soon, the two stopped in front of a carved wooden door,

The middleman was a young researcher wearing glasses. After snapping at Zeus, he realized his tone had been too aggressive. Zeus was introduced by Zane, and his background wasn’t simple. Speaking like that was indeed offensive.

Since they were about to arrive at Mr. Dillon’s office, the middleman softened his tone and whispered a reminder.

“The owner of this villa has a very important identity, which is why the check at the door was so strict. Regarding the villa, I can only tell you that much. I advise you not to be too curious about the rest.”

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