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Chapter 1526 Weakness
Looking at his back, Sir. Perkins became serious. He knew what was going on with Ward Toby. The latter was
definitely not a person who could be easily dealt with. Marcellus would definitely suffer losses in his current state.
Marcellus had just returned to this group of people. It was definitely not a good thing for him to suffer losses now.
"Marcellus, don't forget that Beryl is now in the hand of the Toby Family."
Sir. Perkins's words successfully made Marcellus stop in his tracks. Every cell in Marcellus's body was shouting,
"Let's go, let's go. Hurry up and beat up that despicable old bastard, Ward Toby."
However, he had to stop because Sir. Perkins was right. Beryl was still in the hands of the other party.
As long as Marcellus could not see Beryl, no matter what he said, it would be in vain. He could fall out with Ward
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Thinking of this, Marcellus couldn't take another step forward.
Looking at him, Sir. Perkins was naturally not worried about Beryl. He was even more certain that he had done the
right thing. Judging from Marcellus's current attitude, it was obvious that he cared about that girl.
Beryl had become his weakness, an extremely obvious but important weakness.
Marcellus turned his body to face the wall next to him and raised his hand to punch it hard.
"Bang!" People nearby could even hear the sound of bones hitting the wall. He punched again and again as if what
was in front of him was not a wall but the face of Ward Toby.
His left and right fists were covered with blood, and the bright red color was attached to the wall, which was
shocking. Soon, his left and right fists were badly mutilated.
No one dared to step forward to stop him. They knew what kind of person he was. Even Sir. Perkins just watched.
When he stopped, he said lightly, "Ask the police to investigate. It's useless for you to be anxious. It's even more
useless to harm your body."
Useless?
Marcellus's lips curled into a cold smile. He didn't know how his lover felt when she went missing, so he didn't even
have the desire to tell Sir. Perkins.
Sir. Perkins did not need him to understand. All Sir. Perkins needed to not make things difficult to find Beryl.
The police kept speeding up their progress, but the other party had a very mature anti-reconnaissance ability. Not
only could they not locate the phone number, but they also planned the route where they kidnapped Beryl.
They took the highway to the north. When they passed by a village, there were two forks in the road. One of the
surveillance cameras was broken. Although the van was still acting, it was very likely that it was disguised.
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In other words, it was very likely that they had switched cars in the area without surveillance cameras.
As a result, all the progress that the police had made was interrupted again, and the atmosphere fell to a freezing
point. They could only re-examine it through the surveillance cameras at other intersections.
However, without precise information, it was a little difficult to fish in the sea. The workload was very heavy, and he
needed to concentrate on finding and analyzing it.
The police used all the technical staff in the technical department that day to carry out the investigation, and
everyone was nervously working on it.
Marcellus returned to the office and sat on the sofa to wait. This was the greatest torture for him. With every
passing second, Beryl might suffer new injuries. He could not see or touch it. The more he waited, the more worried
he became.
However, other than waiting, there was nothing else Marcellus could do.