Chapter 371 Lose Track
Freya took a deep breath, nearly fainting.
“It’s the Strategist! That man is the Strategist!”
Her eyes turned red as she quickly turned her head to look at the helicopter in the sky, which was getting further and further away.
She was almost certain that it must be the Strategist!
Inken gritted his teeth and commanded his men to take Eugene away.
On the way back in the car, everyone remained silent. In the last RV, Jakob clenched his hand tightly around the gun, looking at Eugene, who was lying flat on the seat beside him. He fiercely punched the car’s body.
Freya sat in the middle row, hanging her head. Her hands were covered in dried blood. She looked up at Inken, who was sitting in the front seat. He was wearing carphones and talking to someone. The lines on his profile were tense, clearly showing extreme anger.
“Keep investigating! How is it possible for a helicopter to appear in Caltun without leaving any traces? Don’t tell me there really aren’t any!”
The car returned to the villa that served as their base.
Everyone got out of the car, and Eugene was placed on the sofa in the living room.
The rest of the people sat around in silence. After a while, Michael woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately sat up and saw Eugene.
The man’s mournful voice sounded, and Freya covered her face in pain.
Jakob’s gaze turned sinister. “Once we capture that man, I will let him have a taste of hell!”
After a while, Inken received another phone call. “A helicopter for exhibition? What does it have to do with West Geft Elementary School?”
Freya suddenly looked up.
The guy on the other end said something before Inken fell silent. After hanging up the phone, he looked at Freya and said, “The helicopter was originally an empty shell, without an engine or fuel, and it was already retired. The education department of West Geft brought it to the military museum next to the West Geft Elementary School for the students to visit..”
He didn’t finish the rest, but everyone understood the gist of it now. Someone must have secretly gathered parts for the empty shell of a helicopter and gotten it running.
The helicopter in the military museum did have records, and it wouldn’t raise any suspicions.
Freya bit her lip, her hand on her knee clenching tightly, her knuckles turning white as she trembled slightly.
“Find out who proposed to transport that helicopter to the military museum.”
Inken sighed. “I checked it already. It was the government’s idea. They only intended for the helicopter to be used as an exhibition. Those scoundrels from LEV must’ve come up with this plan after discovering it.”
Freya gritted her teeth. No wonder they had the nerve to hide in West Geft, the place I’m most familiar with!
“Piloting an unauthorized helicopter, they can’t get too far. Keep investigating.” Freya said hoarsely.
As long as they haven’t achieved their goals, they won’t leave Caltun.
As they were talking, there was a sound at the door.
Freya stood up and looked outside. Radley walked in with a cold expression and immediately rushed toward Freya when he saw her.
The next thing she knew, she felt herself being encapsulated in a warm and solid embrace. She buried her face in Radley’s chest and bit her lip, trying not to cry.
Radley whispered, “I’m glad you’re okay.”
Freya gently pushed him away but found that his shirt was already wet.
Other than concern, there was a hint of annoyance in his eyes. “Since you found the person, why didn’t you notify me?”
Freya lowered her gaze and looked at Radley’s legs. “You’re not supposed to be discharged from the hospital. Who let you leave?”
On second thought, she figured Ethan probably had no way of stopping him, so she stopped pursuing the matter. “Did you just run in like this?”
“I came in a wheelchair, but there were steps just now. I couldn’t wait and came up first.” Radley’s voice was low.
When Freya was hugging him just now, his gaze fell on Eugene on the sofa. Knowing that she had just escaped death and lost a friend, he held her hand. “It’s okay, you go rest. Leave the rest to me.”
The Kaufmann family and the Monaghan family, including the Green Flamation forum, had always been
in contact.
Everything that happened today was unexpected, and Freya didn’t want Radley to get involved in danger, so she didn’t notify him.
She shook her head. “Let’s discuss it together. We need to prepare for Eugene’s… funeral.”
Inken also nodded. Jakob and Freya were both morticians, and the group took Eugene to the funeral home.
Michael looked like his soul had been sucked away, seemingly in a daze, crying one moment and gritting his teeth to go after those people the next.
But no one knew where they were.
When they arrived at the funeral home, Freya, with reddened eyes, went to the mortuary with Jakob.
Before entering, she turned to look at Radley. “Radley, ask your mother to bring Jolly from the hospital to your house later.”
Radley was taken aback, then frowned. “I will send someone to protect Jolly.”
Freya shook her head. “At the very least, Madam Daniella is staying in the Monaghan Residence, and your mother will be there as well. It’s better to have more people. Besides, the Monaghan family isn’t their main target. I will only feel at ease if Jolly stays with you.”
She was determined to fight them till the bitter end.
Brax and Izzy are getting married soon, and they’ll definitely go on a honeymoon after the wedding. When the time comes, I’ll persuade Mom to return to Iroria, and I’ll stay in Caltun myself. I can’t afford to involve more people in
this matter anymore!
Freya and Jakob entered the mortuary, and the curtains were drawn. Everyone sat outside and waited.
Inken’s face turned cold, and he took out his phone to make a call. “You don’t have to come over now. The helicopter is in the air. It should be easier to track them. You must find them!”
Michael, who was sitting beside him, suddenly looked up, his originally dull eyes filled with killing intent. and coldness. “Let me join the search!”
With his phone in hand, Inken looked at Michael unexpectedly, but still shook his head. “No. You have to wait here for Eugene. He… must hope to have his brother’s company in his last moments.”
Eugene’s injuries were awful, with half of his face completely disfigured, and the other half was also covered in blood and flesh.
Freya gritted her teeth. She had been working as a mortician for a long time, but this was the first time she had to prepare the remains of someone so close to her.
Eugene was different from Michael. He was usually carefree and straightforward.
People like him usually had a strong presence, but now he lay there in silence and coldness.
Freya and Jakob continued restoring Eugene’s remains until the evening. They didn’t even have lunch. They just drank two bottles of water and kept working.
At eight o’clock in the evening, Freya opened the door and looked at Michael. “Go and check on him, Michael.”
Eugene’s face had been completely restored, and the lighting had been adjusted.
After completing such a massive undertaking, not to mention the victim was her friend, Freya felt as if her heart was bleeding.
She had to fill in the missing parts by removing the damaged flesh, cleaning it, and finally reassembling it with the help of prosthetics.
Radley wanted to stand up from the wheelchair, but Freya immediately approached him. She bent down. and gently embraced him.
She felt like she was trapped in a dark abyss; she wouldn’t be able to escape as long as LEV existed.
And here, Radley was the most important person to her.
Inken spoke up from the side. “Freya, you should go back and get some rest.”
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Freya stood up from Radley’s embrace and shook her head How is the helicopter tracking going?
“They Landed in a scenic town near Caltun. There’s a bustling crowd there
In short, they lost track of them again
