Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3254 Naive

Maurice glanced at the young bank governor, who was staring off into space. He couldn't help but worry. Did that kid drink too much and lose his wits? How am I supposed to get anything useful out of him now? he wondered. Still, he decided to give it a shot anyway.

"Say, Jaxon," Maurice began casually, "the Gloam Wing Secret Service is always up to no good, so why are people still willing to fund them?"

Jaxon hiccupped, his glassy eyes struggling to focus. "Hic... Maurice, you think they want to? It's just with all the business wars and chaos, Gloam Wing keeps demanding money. So, they finally had enough and cut ties completely." He leaned in as if sharing a secret, nearly toppling off his chair. "The companies you guys bought... those were the ones funding Gloam Division."

Maurice's eyes widened, a smile tugging at his lips. Well, that was easy! This was beyond his wildest expectations. He'd steeled himself for a night of heavy drinking and subtle prodding, but here was Jaxon, spilling everything after just a few glasses.

As Jaxon slumped over the table, snoring softly, Maurice felt a twinge of pity. Poor kid, he thought. So green, so inexperienced. Two drinks and a couple of questions, and he's an open book.

Maurice gently picked up Jaxon's jacket and draped it over him before calling over the waiter.

"Sir, how may I assist you?" the waiter inquired politely.

bill, please.

at their table, noting the single opened bottle and fruit platters. "Your total comes to

put it on my card," Maurice

friend here's had a bit too much. I have something to take care

of the hotel, feeling the cool air hit him.

these young guys who don't give

hotel. All he could think about now was reporting to Mortimer and then collapsing in his room with a steaming cup of wolfberry

the hotel, he found Mortimer waiting for him on

but I finally got some solid intel on the

up with a smile, and he gave Maurice an approving nod as if to say,

when he saw Maurice casually sitting across from him, saying nothing more, his patience quickly ran

are you going to tell me