Chapter 369: Self-Taught

A deep, suppressed male voice sounded, seemingly of an older age. “Is this what Mr. Zamora has been investigating recently?”

A woman’s voice responded, “Yes… I stole it from Mr. Zamora’s lab desk.”

The man sounded surprised and remained quiet for less than two minutes. Then, Abbie heard him ask the woman to leave while bursting into laughter himself.

“I’d love to see what project Eddie has been investigating, it’s so secretive.”

“Datura stramonium? Isn’t that Misty Forest?”

Through the wall, Abbie could clearly hear the words “Misty Forest.” A glimpse of murderous intent flickered in her eyes.

Just then, a nurse’s hurried and chaotic footsteps disrupted her senses. Abbie couldn’t hear what the man said afterward.

Before leaving, Abbie intentionally glanced at the room number next door.

On the other side, Cheyenne returned to the villa with the Bible in her hands. As she opened the book, a black business card fell out.

Black background, golden letters, and an image of an eagle soaring with a snake in its grip – the very pattern they had been tirelessly seeking.

“Miss Lawrence, quickly, see what’s written on it,” urged Tanner anxiously.

Since it was in a foreign language and didn’t resemble English at all, he couldn’t understand it.

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Greek, of course you can’t understand it. I vaguely remember seeing this word somewhere. Wait for me a couple of minutes,” Cheyenne said as she turned and went back to the upstairs

her slender and beautiful hands, she swiftly typed on the keyboard. The computer screen quickly turned

of him with admiration, feeling that she was

an ordinary person to excel in

foreign languages. Now, she even knew

some

him no mind, her eyes fixed on the

not that extraordinary. When I was in fifth grade, the school arranged computer classes. I happened to be bored and saw

casually looked through it, found it too easy, and decided to self-study Java

military academy, specializing in communication. He had also

computer secondary level exams and was already considered quite

the computer field was Visual Basic. NET. Even experts with twenty years of programming experience might not claim to be proficient

Thud!

and the computer desktop

deep blue light, the bar had a stylish and eerie black

bottom of the webpage, there were several

make deals with the

to TWILIGHT on the thirteenth, and I happened to

me, do not

left a comment: “My girlfriend had an argument and then disappeared here. I want to find my girlfriend.” The replies below were filled

in the

new girlfriend, no need to wait for her. She’s not coming

can, or

filled with ill intentions. Cheyenne frowned, thinking these people must be sick to make jokes about someone’s

seemed to have a certain resemblance

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