The Return Of the Invincible Heiress
Chapter 108

Chapter 108: Chapter 108

Avery did not tell Alexander that she was the legendary Lockwood Holmes, nor did she say which detective novel she had written online. Because even if she did not say it, Alexander would definitely know. And that was the truth.

When Lockwood Holmes became a hot search topic, Alexander immediately noticed this online novel. Especially when he saw that Volume 6 was about the car accident of the daughter of a wealthy family five years ago, he knew that this was a novel written by Avery. Of course, he had to read the novel written by Avery. He would read it quickly before slowly admiring it.

Of course, Louis also noticed this. He deliberately played the audio version of this book on the way back to Valemont City. When he heard the adventure of Lockwood from Rosemont City to Valemont City, he clicked his tongue and praised,

"Miss Carter is indeed an all-rounded genius. She can treat illnesses and save people at such a young age. She can even write good essays. Whoever can marry her in the future will definitely have an extraordinary life."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his boss’s gaze like a knife, turning his head into a hornet’s nest. He quickly adjusted his glasses.

"But what kind of man is worthy of Miss Carter? He must be at least as good as my boss is."

On this earth, there were really not many people who could compare to his boss. As soon as Louis finished speaking, he felt the gaze on his head retract, and the temperature in the car returned to normal.

Alexander said calmly, "Buy me a trending spot on social media and hire people to hype it up. Make sure this book stays on the trending list every day and goes viral across the entire internet."

Firstly, this novel was worth it. Secondly, he wanted to force the murderer to appear as soon as possible.

The day after he returned to Valemont City, he received a message from Avery:

[Someone is using unusual methods to track down Lockwood Holmes’ IP. I’ve changed Lockwood Holmes’ IP to yours. You’re very likely to be targeted by the other party. Be careful.]

Alexander: [Thank you, Miss Carter. I will be careful.]

Louis saw the smile on his lips and the love in the corners of his eyes. He could not help but ask, "What did Miss Carter tell you?"

Alexander said calmly, "Someone is investigating Lockwood Holmes. They’ve probably already traced it to me."

Louis adjusted his glasses. "Do you want me to assign you two bodyguards?"

"No need." Alexander shook his head. "Don’t do anything."

Just today, a Chapter was updated in The Case Chronicles of Detective Lockwood Holmes. This Chapter said that Lockwood had already detected DNA from the cigarette butts left at the crime scene. He had also screened more than twenty suspects from the list of people who had bought the same kind of drone. He was prepared to secretly send people to take samples of them and compare their DNA.

Alexander did not think that the murderer would be able to remain calm after reading this Chapter.

Late that night, Alexander had just taken a shower when he received an unfamiliar call. Not only did the other party know his private phone number, but he was also calling him from an unknown number at this time. Clearly, something was wrong.

He pressed the speaker button unhurriedly and said nothing. The voice on the other end had been distorted, sounding eerie and unsettling, like a sinister figure whispering through the phone.

"I know who the killer is behind your sister’s murder. If you want to find them, drive immediately to the abandoned building at the end of Silver Sea Avenue. Remember, go alone. Don’t take anyone with you, and don’t tell anyone."

Alexander’s tone was calm. "Why should I believe you?"

The other party said, "There are a total of three murderers. One is responsible for finding and coordinating with the driver who caused the accident, another handles planning the entire operation, covering all costs and providing explosives, and one tracks Lucy’s movements and records the incident at the scene.

The three culprits have noticed Lockwood Holmes’ novel and are preparing to flee the country. They don’t know each other, and they never will. If you miss tonight’s lead, you’ll definitely be too late to catch them."

Alexander remained calm. "Who are you? What do you want?"

The other party did not answer the question. He just laughed in a hoarse, harsh voice. "I’ll give you an hour. I won’t wait for you if you’re late."

Then, he hung up.

Valemont City was an international metropolis with a population of more than 20 million. Even though it was almost midnight and the streets were not congested, an hour was not enough to drive from Alexander’s residence to the end of Silver Sea Avenue.

Alexander put on his clothes and went out. He drove his usual Miracle 2.0. He traveled as fast as lightning. Soon, he arrived at the conspicuous unfinished building on time.

This area was a construction site that had been closed for a long time. There was no one living nearby, so it was very suitable for doing some shady things.

Without much effort, Alexander saw light shining from the unfinished building. That should be where the other party wanted him to go.

Alexander circled the unfinished building and saw no one. After arriving at the source of the light, he still did not see anyone else. He only saw a candle that was about to burn out, a line of words written on the wall:

"Arrive at the east side of Rivergate Bridge within 30 minutes, where you’ll find what you’re looking for. I won’t wait past the deadline."

Alexander turned around and left. He went straight to the Rivergate Bridge.

The Rivergate Bridge was located in the suburbs of Valemont City. It was in a remote location and was uninhabited. The bridge itself was extremely old, leading to an abandoned mine. In the dead of night, not a soul could be found.

However, the bridge was still lit up by street lamps at night, illuminating circles of dim areas.

When Alexander arrived at the east end of the bridge on time, the headlights from the front and back illuminated an area of dozens of square meters. There was no one in sight, only a drone. It was the same kind of drone that captured his sister’s car accident.

Alexander was not in a hurry to get out of the car. Instead, he leisurely took out a cup of hot coffee from the incubator and drank it slowly. The other party had spent so much effort to lure him here. It was definitely not to give him a drone.

Alexander was in no hurry. He waited for the other party to make a move first.

Alexander did not have to wait long. In less than five to six minutes, just as he finished his coffee, a group of burly men in green sportswear and white bandages on their faces rushed out and surrounded his car.

Their gazes were fierce, and they held weapons like clubs and machetes in their hands. It was very likely that they were professional fighters.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, they would probably be so frightened that their entire body would go limp. They would either call the police for help or think of ways to escape or bribe the other party.

Alexander was still sitting calmly in the driver’s seat. He looked around indifferently.

His phone rang, and he picked up to hear the other party’s voice.

The other party said smugly, "Mr. Moran, if you can defeat them, you have a chance of getting information out of them. Otherwise, you’ll end up missing a limb—or worse, losing your life."

"Just twenty people to take me down?" Alexander’s voice was as calm as if he were stating a fact. "You’re underestimating me."

The voice replied dismissively, "Talking tough, huh? I’ll be watching you from afar this time, just like I watched your sister nearly get crushed into a pulp back then."

Alexander was not angered. His voice was as calm as water. "Please watch until the end."

The other party hung up.

Alexander then heard a thud. A burly man in sportswear smashed the iron rod in his hand on the front of his car. Then, he raised his palm and beckoned him to come out.

Alexander did not move. His cold gaze stared through the windshield at the other party expressionlessly.