Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

A top-notch apartment not far from the McCarran Group Building, which is one of James McCarran's properties in Manhattan.

Although the Macallan Group is facing difficulties and the situation is worrying, it does not mean that the Macallan family has no money.

After receiving Wilson's request to meet, James McCarron learned that Wilson was David's biological brother. He immediately agreed without saying a word, not daring to neglect at all for fear of causing trouble again.

It's not that he's afraid of Wilson's status as the emperor of New York's underworld, but he's simply frightened by David a few hours ago.

At this time, the brown-haired female secretary had a spring-like smile on her face, her figure was swaying, she brought two cups of coffee and put them on the table, then walked away gracefully, leaving ample space for the two people in the living room to talk.

Neither of them raised their eyes, didn't even look at the female secretary, and just talked to themselves.

"Arctic?"

James McCarron looked at the man in front of him with a puzzled expression: "Why would David go to the North Pole?"

When he met Wilson here and learned David's next destination from Wilson, he couldn't help but be surprised:

"Shouldn't he go to Cold Spring Harbor?"

"you do not know?"

Wilson was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "I thought his going to the North Pole had something to do with you. What happened to Cold Spring Harbor?"

"Sorry, I really don't know why he went to the North Pole."

McCarron shook his head: "I only know that there is someone he is looking for in Cold Spring Harbor. I thought he would go there to complete his revenge, and by the way, I could also vent his anger."

"Because of Rex Lewis?"

Wilson thought of the name Wesley had mentioned.

"Yes, Rex Lewis, nicknamed the Medical Officer, used to be David's assistant."

McCarron seemed to be lost in memories, his tone fluctuated slightly, and said: "It was under his guidance that I found David and exposed David's identity as Dr. Mann. I hope he can be used for me."

After a pause, he gritted his teeth: "It turns out that David lived up to my expectations. He successfully developed nanoworms, but unfortunately, nanoworms were not used by me."

"Rex deceived you and took away control of the nanobugs?"

Wilson instantly understood the story: "And you were tricked by him. You gave Dr. Davidman's identity to the special forces and tried to get rid of David, but you underestimated David's ability and got away with it."

"You are very smart."

McAllen said bitterly: "Rex has been using me from the beginning to the end, or using the McAllen Group to do things for him. I didn't realize this until I just talked to David... Nanobugs have never been

None of them belong to me!"

He was in great pain.

As a "businessman" who hopes to inherit the family's glory and expand the arms business, nothing is more heartbreaking than watching the Macallan Group gradually become a second-rate arms company.

"So, we are in the same camp now."

Wilson understood why David didn't do it even though he had a chance to kill McCarron.

With James McCarran as an ally, there is room for change on many levels.

"Rex is not in Cold Spring Harbor. If he were, New York would not be so peaceful now." Wilson figured out one thing, "David must have gone to the North Pole for Rex."…

After figuring it out, Wilson now only had one question left.

How does David plan to clear his name?

From James McCarran's exchange, Wilson was basically certain that no matter how David tried to clean up his name, he was probably the internationally notorious evil scientist, Dr. Mann.

dr.mindbender

Transliterated as Dr. Man, the actual meaning can be roughly understood as Dr. Inner Demon.

It is conceivable how famous David has become internationally.

"How on earth did this kid do it?"

Wilson looked dazed.

Over the years, although he rarely went home, he always followed the news at home.

He had never imagined that David, who had been unknown to him before this year, was regarded by him as an ordinary person, and was gentle and kind to his mother, could create such an amazing career and gain such a huge reputation in the world.

Even his notoriety is enough to show that David's ability is beyond everyone's expectations.

Wilson felt that David could go to university to teach time management and performance courses and teach experience to the leaders of major forces in the underground world.

This can at least reduce the success rate of assassination of gang leaders by 20%.

If he hadn't been tricked, David might have been able to hide forever without being discovered.

Of course, with this comparison, Wilson also understood why David had changed since a few months ago.

It seems that he realized that the situation has changed, gradually showed his cards, and stopped pretending.

"Are you still in contact with Rex?"

Wilson thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Since David has chosen to reconcile with you, I will not be your enemy. The problem is that if you want to end this farce now, you must put the blame on Rex... You

As one of the parties involved, you must help us kill him!"

"Of course, this is also what I hope to see."

McCarron did not shy away from it: "But Rex lost contact with me and I can't contact him. If, as you said, Rex is not in Cold Spring Harbor at all, but in the North Pole, it shows that Rex is a bastard."

He has been hiding something from me."

"No, if that's the case, why does he think he can completely control you?"

Wilson and Rex are the same type of people, and they are aware of the problem: "People like him, even if they can play with people's hearts again, will definitely leave something behind to ensure nothing goes wrong. For example, placing an informant next to you,"

After speaking, he came to his senses and looked towards the door.

That was the direction in which the female secretary who had just brought the coffee left.

"You mean Anna?"

James McCarron was secretly startled, opened his eyes wide, took a breath, and said in a bitter tone: "...No way? I even just planned to promote her."

Wilson glanced at him.

Do you want to promote the female secretary?

Do you want to sleep with her?

…

Wesley stood guard at the door, regaining his dignity as a bodyguard.

He straightened his back, saw the brown-haired woman walking out of the apartment in front of him, showed a confident smile, walked forward and said hello.

"Hi, pretty, are you Mr. McCarron's secretary?"

"Yes, how can I help you?"

The female secretary looked politely at Wesley, then smiled and tucked her hair behind her ears. This simple gesture revealed a charming and charming atmosphere...

"Can you tell me your name?"

Wesley's eyes were fiery, flowing over the female secretary's proud curves, quite aggressively.

"Anna."

"Can you leave your phone number?"

Wesley pressed forward step by step and took the initiative: "I smell the same kind of scent in you."

Anna took a step back, as if frightened, and a little wary: "Same kind of breath? What do you mean?"

"The air of being single," Wesley replied.

"Sorry, you are not my type."

Anna laughed dumbly and shrugged: "I don't think we will have a chance to meet in the future."

"All right."

Wesley nodded regretfully, then smiled and said, "Are you interested in making a bet?"

"What to bet on?"

Anna smiled politely, but there was an impatient look in her eyes.

"Just bet that next time I ask you for your phone number, you will tell me obediently."

Wesley smiled evilly and punched him with his fist.

He moves very quickly.

Anna didn't even react, but was suddenly startled and felt pain. Then her eyes turned black and she lost consciousness instantly.

"Anna Louise..."

Wesley looked at the woman lying on the ground, thought of David's previous confession on the phone, and whispered to himself: "Although your surname is not Louis, I am sure that the person I am looking for must be you."

Crunch——

At this time, the door was opened by Wilson and McCarron, who noticed something was wrong.

When they saw Anna who was unconscious on the ground, and Wesley who was smiling brightly and had just withdrawn his fist, they were silent for a moment.

McCarron was still in a daze, and Wilson reacted and patted McCarron on the shoulder: "It seems that everything is under David's control."

"Rex doesn't need you anymore. You should think about what you can do."

Wilson left a message to greet Wesley:

"Take her away."

…

Barrow.

Located in the Arctic Circle, it is one of the northernmost towns in the world and the northernmost town in Alaska in the United States. It is a full 3,500 miles away from Washington, the capital of the United States. It is a well-deserved place of extreme cold.

The climate here is abnormal, with one side surrounded by ice sheets and the other side facing the Arctic Ocean that is almost frozen all year round.

Even with its unique and spectacular scenery in the Arctic Ocean, Barrow is not widely known.

Because almost no one would travel to this damn place.

When a plane stopped at Barrow Airport, David walked out wrapped in thick clothes.

He rented a car at the airport and drove along the dirt road into the town.

There is no truly paved road in the city, because even if it were built, it would be destroyed by the thermal expansion and contraction of the seasonal frozen soil.

Desolation, desolation, and lack of vitality are Barrow's themes.

Before David came, he briefly learned that there are about 5,000 people living here year-round, and it is the second most populous town in the Arctic Circle, second only to the town of Tiksi in the country of the furry bears.

Barrow, of course, is the cultural center of the Inuit tribe, one of dozens of Alaska Native tribes.

So among the 5,000 people living here, 60% are Alaska Natives, and for the other 40%, what drives them here is the rich oil resources in this area.…

David drove around the town and finally walked into the only hotel he saw.

"Adventurer?"

The hotel owner raised his eyebrows and spoke fairly proficient English.

David asked back: "Why not a passenger?"

The hotel owner smiled and said: "Now is not the time to travel. The climate in Barrow hardly changes throughout the year. There are only short travel windows in spring and autumn. To be honest, except for locals, anyone who dares to come here for a while in this ghost place

We all call outsiders adventurers."

The beach scenery in the northernmost town is indeed rare.

Boundless ice of silence, extremely cold water, and nothingness and desolation like the end of the world.

But it is these landscapes that prove Barrow’s abnormal weather and harsh environment.

By all accounts, Barrow has never been a good place to travel.

For many people, coming here is more like an adventure.

"I'm curious, apart from me, has anyone else come recently?"

David covered his collar and looked around.

In fact, he didn't feel how cold it was. After his body was strengthened, he could still hold on for a while even if he walked naked on the ice sheet. This was mainly because he was used to a relatively warm environment, so the wind made him uncomfortable.

"No."

The hotel owner smiled and said: "It is precisely because you don't have one that you are an adventurer."

"That makes sense."

David saw the steaming coffee in the hotel owner's hand: "Bring me a cup of coffee."

"Ten dollars a drink."

The innkeeper tore open a pack of instant drink, stirred it twice, and handed it to David.

"I guess there won't be anyone from the Price Administration and the Internal Revenue Service coming here to check on you." David sighed.

"There is no price bureau here, but the IRS is a bunch of money-hungry people."

The innkeeper snorted: "I'd rather continue to be a furry bear."

Alaska used to be the territory of the furry bear country, but the furry bears were sold to the United States for a few hundred dollars.

But the Barrow people of Alaska don't care which country they are in.

Because this is the territory of the Inuit, they have their own customs.

Of course, the Inuit also have another name - Eskimos. But they don't like this name because it is a nickname given to them by the Indians, which means "raw meat eaters" and is very mocking.

"Speaking of which, where is the busiest place here?"

After David paid, he sipped the coffee and asked casually: "I want to go shopping in a crowded place before starting my own trip."

"You can go and experience an Inuit tavern. There are many outsiders there, and you may have more in common with them."

the innkeeper replied.

After a while.

After David finished his coffee, he walked to the location of the Inuit tavern as told by the innkeeper.

The town of Barrow is very small, even a village in David's previous life was better built than here.

Considering the harsh environment of the extremely cold place, all the modern atmosphere here makes people sigh at the great power of human beings in adversity.

When David arrived at his destination, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he felt completely relaxed in an unfamiliar environment.

I actually felt a hint of threat at the door.

This feeling is amazing.

David narrowed his eyes.

At this time, the threat was approaching. When the door of the tavern was opened, a familiar face came into view.

The other party's steps were hurried, his brows furrowed slightly, and he seemed to be aware of David's presence, with a trace of vigilance on his face.

But after seeing David, the man's eyes widened, and the vigilance on his face disappeared, turning into surprise.

"David, why are you here?"

"Michael, why are you here?"

David was surprised. He never expected that he would see an acquaintance here.

The man standing in front of him was Michael Morbius, the vampire doctor who had been away from New York for a long time and had no news.