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Ethan frowned in dissatisfaction when he heard how long it would take. "That's too long."

The interpreter listened to their conversation and said, "Yes, the train would be much faster."

"Do I look like someone who would take the train?" Ethan raised his eyebrows. If the assistant had not forgotten to book the ticket, he would have been sitting in the first-class cabin on the plane.

Airplanes, luxury cars, and cruise ships were his only means of travel. Nothing else.

The interpreter was silenced by his words.

The trains in Russia were nowhere as fast as the ones in A City. One would have to check in for the flight two hours in advance if one was going to B City, but one would only have to arrive at the rail station 30 minutes in advance.

Plus, getting from A City to B City on the train only took an hour or so.

Ethan opened his laptop and looked at the documents the interpreter had translated at the police station.

He did not dare be careless about Matysh's case, so he read it several times over, but he still could not think of how to win this lawsuit and protect Matysh.

He was even more curious about how Shandra would help Matysh deal with this lawsuit.

Ethan watched the car in front in silence.

It was the weekend, and there were many people out and about, so there was quite some traffic. By the time they reached B City, it was already three hours later.

Shandra's driver parked the car in front of a residential building.

Ethan saw Shandra getting out of the car, so he followed her and went up to her. "Ms. Cullen, is this it?"

Shandra glanced at the navigation map on her phone, and it showed the residential building in front of her. "This is it."

click his tongue as he commented, "They said that this country was impoverished and underdeveloped. I didn't notice that when

walls was peeling off everywhere, revealing

do you know how much the building in front of you

be

old building like this that could not even compare to an estate in Russia

building alone must be worth over a million dollars," Shandra guessed. The building may be run-down, but the owner of it could even

still developed, and every inch of land was costly. This

completely dilapidated, so it could still be rented

here, so

cost that much. If B City's land price was so high, this place must not be as poor as

houses were this run-down

were

ring the doorbell of 601." Shandra glanced at the documents. The

must not have much money

had money, she would not have chosen to live in such a remote

looked at the row of doorbells as her assistant, Yvette, walked over to ring the correct one. She was reminded that Matysh and that unscrupulous boss did not even give this family a single penny so that they could

closed the file

she had to defend her client with everything she could as a lawyer, this case still aroused resentment in

for a few seconds before pressing it again, but no one

the door." Yvette looked back

asked, but she knew that Yvette had a sense of responsibility and would

and she said that she'd be

said she would be at home, but nobody opened the door

her again, but nobody answered after ten or so

middle-aged woman came to open the door. She noticed that there were a few foreign people outside, so she held the key in her hand and looked at them vigilantly

you help us find the resident of Unit 601?" Yvette struck up a conversation

Who are you?" The middle-aged woman was still