The Big Shot's Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy

From the place where Olivia Lane was captured, the people brought back were obviously professionally trained,

They wouldn’t say anything when questioned, and didn’t even have a slight change in expression. Their psychological quality was very solid.

Hugo Clark fought against several of them, professionally trained fighters.

Moreover, after being captured, they all appeared to prefer dying over revealing any information.

After lunch, Daisy Zane and Arthur North got in a car inside the mansion and headed to the north side.

The cars inside the mansion were generally divided into two types. One was a sedan chair, and the other was a palanquin.

Both the seating areas were made of wood. But the driving force was electric, not carried by people.

Underneath the sedan chair and palanquin was a square intelligent robot with four wheels.

Just insert a coin or scan a barcode in front of it, tell it the destination, and it would start and take you there.

There were also different speeds and modes.

If you were in a hurry, it would go faster and be more stable.

But if you had a leisurely pace, just wanting to take a look around, its speed would be slower, and it could even sway slightly, giving people the real feeling of sitting in a sedan chair or palanquin.

There were also many styles of sedan chairs and palanquins to choose from, luxurious, fresh, simple, elegant…

Arthur North and Daisy Zane got into a sedan chair, and then Arthur North fingerprinted himself on his side.

The robot below immediately lit up, and the machinery said, “Third Master, hello. Owen Clark will serve you throughout the whole journey.”

Daisy Zane glanced at him and said, “Don’t you have to pay?

“I don’t have to. They were all made by me. They all have my fingerprints on record.” Arthur North said, “Only I have this privilege. That’s why it calls me Third Master.”

Daisy Zane raised her eyebrow: “How does it charge normally?”

“Twenty dollars per trip,” Arthur North said, “No matter the distance, it’s twenty. It’s cheap. Anyone can ride as long as they pay.”

“So… where does the money go?”

“Of course, to my account.” Arthur North raised his eyebrows, “It’s a service I provide.”

Daisy Zane chuckled, not letting even his own family’s money go, this man…really had… a black heart.

“Of course, it’s all yours too.”

With that said, Daisy Zane suddenly felt that he was a kind and beautiful person, only charging twenty dollars per trip, too little.

“Please enter the destination for the two passengers,” Owen Clark’s mechanical voice suddenly sounded.

“To the 18th Prison.”

“Alright, Owen Clark will serve you for the whole journey.” “Why is she called Owen Clark?” Daisy Zane asked.

“Code number eleven.”

Daisy Zane:So casual.

About ten minutes later, Owen Clark stopped: “We have arrived at the 18th Prison. Third Master and beautiful lady, please rate my service. A five-star rating may be just a word of mouth for you, but it is the motivation for me to work hard for a day. I…”

“Shut up.” Arthur North spat out two words.

Owen Clark immediately changed to a submissive mechanical voice, “Alright!

You two have a good day.”

Then Owen Clark went to the designated parking area for them.

“It’s quite talkative.” Daisy Zane said.

Arthur North said, “This talkative program was set up by Juan Wright.”

Daisy Zane laughed and briefly looked at the house in front of her.

There was only one level, looking like a back room.

On the door plaque, it read: 18th Prison.

Both sides of the door had three people standing.

They were all dressed in the same black suits. Just by looking at them, you could tell that they were all martial artists, and their skills were not shallow.

Kevin Clark led Daisy Zane in, and the six men at the entrance bowed neatly and shouted, “Third Master.”

After entering, Daisy Zane saw the first elevator she had seen since coming here, and it was a descending one.

From the elevator, it can go down to the tenth underground floor.

Kevin Clark took her to the third underground floor and saw the captives.

Hugo Clark and Allonzo Hobson were there, taking turns questioning them.

Kevin Clark and Daisy Zane watched from behind the glass for a while, but still couldn’t get any information.

“Do they have 319 inside them?”

“No,” Kevin Clark said, “but some reports similar to the Red Cliff Village Brick

Factory were dug up in the courtyard.”

“Are there any new reactions?”

“Similar to the previous ones.”

“The difference between 319(i) and 319 is very small, only the dose of that unknown component is slightly higher,” said Daisy Zane. “From what we know recently, there hasn’t been any new reaction, but… the cycle of their reactions has shortened.”

Kevin Clark looked at her. He hadn’t told her about the difference between

319(i) and 319, how did she know that the unknown component had increased?

Daisy Zane watched through the glass for a while. The person being questioned not only didn’t say anything but was even provoking them.

Generally, in this situation, they know that they can’t get out. They are desperate to die and don’t want to be tortured. That’s why they publicly provoke and speak madly.

But the people trained by the Clark Family are of a high caliber.

Comparing mental fortitude, patience, and endurance, these people didn’t think they had the upper hand.

Sometimes mental torture is more crushing than physical pain.

But obviously, it was a time-consuming process.

“By the time they confess to a trading location, that location will probably already be empty,” said Daisy Zane.

“Now being able to destroy one is enough,” Kevin Clark said. “Emptying one location is also a step towards dismantling one hideout.”

“Can’t you find any information about them?”

“No, it’s very clean.”

Another person was interrogated in the room, and when the man sat down, he also had the same arrogant attitude.

He twisted his neck left and right, not answering any questions.

Daisy Zane watched and suddenly saw the edge of a tattoo under his clothes when he moved his neck.

“What’s under his clothes?”

Kevin Clark had seen it just now as well, and glanced at the people behind him.

One of them immediately went into the room, held down the person being questioned, and rudely pulled open his clothes.

When the clothes were stripped, the back was exposed.

A black chaotic fierce beast was tattooed on the left side of this person’s scapula.

The tattoo was entirely black, but the eyes of the chaos beast were red.

Daisy Zane’s pupils suddenly contracted, and her voice became colder: “Is he the only one with it?”

Seeing her reaction, Kevin Clark immediately looked at the other people behind him.

They got the hint and left immediately.

Three minutes later, one person came back and said, “Third Master, indeed only he has it.”

Kevin Clark looked at Daisy Zane.

Daisy Zane looked through the glass at the tattoo and said, “Focus on questioning him, he should know a lot.”

The black chaotic beast, red eyes, with the eyes as the center, and observing it in a unique way, one can discover that there is a rather special totem on the tattoo. It is a totem personally drawn by Edward Kirsten.

Besides having Alice Eugene, who almost always protected him 24 hours a day, Edward Kirsten also had 28 Star Guards and four fierce beasts under his command.

These people all could meet him.

They even knew where Edward Kirsten was.

It seemed that Edward Kirsten must have really cooperated with Henry Clark, and with great sincerity too..