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Jolie couldn’t bring herself to say any more. But she felt a chill run down her spine. Calvin was way too similar to Elsa’s late boyfriend, from his personality to his interests.

“The personality’s easy to explain. Calm, gentle, the good guy type–those are everywhere. But he’s also super well–read, and he loves books, especially foreign novels. That’s too much of a coincidence,” Jolie said.

As a med student, Jolie believed strongly in science. But the situation in front of her was hard to make sense of.

Quinlyn flipped through Calvin’s consultation records again. It mentioned that he had been in poor health growing up and that he couldn’t run or jump. But Niklaus had once said Calvin’s problem was just bad coordination.

When they met in the studio, she didn’t think Calvin looked sick at all. He didn’t seem like a patient. So, it seemed likely that his illness had been cured.

“Jolie, how do two totally unrelated people end up so connected? Like, someone gets sick and then gets treated, but they never know who helped them,” Quinlyn said, worried her point was too abstract, but Jolie instantly got it.

“Organ transplant. Right. Elsa’s boyfriend died three years ago, and Calvin’s abilities started showing up around the same time,” Jolie said.

The others in the office started listening in, and when they realized the connections, they were all surprised.

“If this is about organ donation, I’ve got some contacts. I can check it out,” a student offered, grabbing the phone and calling the right people. After giving the name, the person on the other end checked but found no records.

“Maybe we’re wrong?” someone said, frowning. Everyone felt a bit deflated.

“There’s another possibility,” Quinlyn said calmly, typing fast on her keyboard.

Everyone watched in surprise as Quinlyn’s fingers moved quickly. One by one, system pages popped up, decoding and automatically searching. In just a few seconds, the Meyers family tree appeared.

“I found it,” Quinlyn said. She clicked on one of the pages. It was a hospital employment record. It seemed like Douglas, Brent’s cousin, who was a surgeon and often performed operations. “The person who passed away was also treated at this hospital.”

So, Calvin was definitely connected to Elsa’s boyfriend. It wasn’t a coincidence.

Jolie frowned, a bad feeling creeping up on her. “Quinlyn, I think we need to go find Calvin.”

Quinlyn understood what she meant. “I’ll let Bennett know. He’ll come with you.”

“Okay,” Jolie said, thinking that if Calvin was connected to the deceased and if his medical history mysterio disappeared, there was a strong chance this was a crime.

daughter of a policeman, Jolie had a strong sense of

news. He also advised, “The Meyers family is just a regular family. We don’t need to go

out first.”

a theory at this point. They had no reason to search

agreed and added, “I’ll

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had just moved into earlier that year. They had just taken out a loan, and now their income had dried up. Calvin’s parents were home, stressing

use Calvin’s ‘prodigy‘ reputation to get him on a competition show. I think most people have forgotten about that incident by now. Maybe we could

was tightly shut, and shouted, “What’s the point? He’s barely hanging

forget

proud son would suddenly turn into a guy obsessed with an older woman. No matter how attractive

a huge

We managed to save Calvin back

at her.

quickly nodding and not daring to

Brent and Laura

expression calm

moment, unsure how

to mind. She kept going, “I’m here to talk to Calvin about a project. I want him to be the spokesperson for my brother’s game. Here’s the company’s

from a popular gaming company he had seen everywhere in shopping malls, with banners all

he quickly brushed aside any doubts, thinking, “Looks like we’ve got a big opportunity

glancing around but not seeing

business, you can talk to me. He’s just a kid and doesn’t get all this stuff,” Brent said with a smile,

didn’t sit. “No, I need to talk to him

unsure about that. But Quinlyn didn’t wait for him to say anything. She turned

now,” Brent said quickly, stepping in front

door on the left.

an eyebrow and then slipped inside the room as soon as the door opened.