Chapter 655 Three kinds of suspicion


    "I will only use your suspicion as a reference. I may not fully ept it, so don''t worry." Malcolm''s ck


    eyes were stern and cold, and his slender fingertips were fiddling with the delicate teacup.


    With his words, Anthony sorted out the thoughts of the whole thing and said, "The old form has been


    found to be problematic, so with the exclusive method, there are only a few cases."


    "One is that the form is produced from the Aurarts'' factory. Perhaps during production, this batch of


    form to be sent to the White Mansion was specially chosen. So, maybe people of senior


    management of Aurarts Group hate your family and deliberately add it when the form is produced."


    Malcolm''s eyes were deep and unwavering, and he listened quietly.


    Anthony finished talking about the first possibility, and said lightly, "Aurarts Group has myrgest


    holding, and the executive officer is my former subordinate. After leaving the army, he chose to inherit


    the family business and start a business."


    "He is meticulous. Because it is for babies, he is very strict with the internal control of the factory, which


    is why I choose their product. It has the highest safety factor."


    "The milk baby form delivered every month was indeed chosen especially, but it is all under the


    supervision of the executive officer. It is unlikely there will be problems from there."


    "I know him. He doesn''t have the guts."


    Anthony nodded thoughtfully, "If you''re 100% assured about this aspect of the factory, then there is


    another situation."


    "Someone in the White family is going to harm Spencer. You and Rara both have jobs and often go out


    early ande backte, so it''s best to do it under the same roof."


    Malcolm stopped talking. His fingers which were holding the teacup lightly tapped the gray-white


    porcin body of the tea set, as if he was deliberating.


    Anthony raised his blue eyes, observed his expression from time to time, and continued, "I remember


    not long ago, you sent Spencer and Momo to your grandfather''s vi and let them stay there for a long


    time. Sophia and that pile of baby items should have been the vi with them, right?"


    Malcolm frowned slightly. His fingers that were holding the teacup tightened, and his expression


    became more serious, "You doubt my grandfather?"


    "No. Although he''s retired at home, he has built a good reputation over the years. He would not do


    such a thing to harm his own great-grandson."


    Anthony continued with reason, "However, it is not ruled out that other people in the White family did


    this kind of thing, and quietly reced the batch of form on the pretext of visiting your grandfather."


    Malcolm fell into a long silence again.


    During that time, the babies were sent to grandpa because of Lyra''s mania for fear of hurting the


    babies.


    At that time, Malcolm focused on Lyra''s mania , and he was very relieved to have their two little babies


    stay at his grandfather''s home, and he didn''t pay much attention at all.


    If it was said to be a mistake at that time, it was also possible.


    Malcolm said, "I will check this possibility. Since it is rted to my family, it is inconvenient to tell you


    more."


    "I understand." Anthony said nothing.


    In the quiet few minutes, Anthony was bored and drank the tea. Malcolm took out his mobile phone,


    typed quickly and sent an order to the prison.


    [Wake up Ryan White and take him to the secret visit room. I''ll be thereter.]


    In less than a minute, Malcolm received a replying message, [Understood.]


    When he investigated the real cause of death of his parents, he promised not to care about Travis''s life.


    Now, he did not know whether Travis went abroad by ferry, or where he lived.


    Before sending someone to find Travis , it was better to ask Ryan.


    The atmosphere in the office was quiet, and neither of the two men spoke any more, and both fell into


    deep thought.


    And they were thinking about the same thing.


    No one how much time had passed. Malcolm said slowly, "Besides, do you have any other


    suspicions?"


    "Of course there is." Anthony quickly returned to his senses and said solemnly, "If the above two


    situations are ruled out, then there is the most likely one."


    "That is, when the form leaves the factory and before it''s delivered to your home, there is a problem.


    It is unknown if anything is found during the transportation, which causes the form sent to your home


    to be reced."


    "However, I know you have suspected this. Otherwise, you would not have asked Chad to check the


    shipping document and the people who handle it."


    Malcolm didn''t answer and looked calm, "You deserve to be the elite who took the first ce in exam in


    Security Agency. It has been a year and a half since you were dismissed as director of Security


    Agency. During this period, you were beaten and reformed throughbour, ran for your life, and went to


    a small ind country to be a teacher in the mountains. The knowledge you have learned has not


    changed at all. You can still think very fast."


    Anthony stared at his face and smiled evilly, "It''s rare to hear youpliment me. Could it be that the


    bureau is short of manpower, and you want to recruit talents?"


    No one could know what Malcolm was really thinking. "If you can really win Chad in the future, and you


    want to get a position in the bureau, I can consider writing a letter of rmendation."


    Gradually, Anthony smiled brightly, "Then I would like to thank you first. I will do my best for the fight


    with Chad in the future."


    Malcolm stopped talking and gradually became unfathomable.


    Anthony was ambitious as the former director of Security Agency and now the man in power of


    Cahan family.


    Malcolm knew he was just as hard-hearted as his half-brother, Shane.


    For such a person like him, the more rights he had, the easier he would be a variable.


    He could be a friend easily but also an enemy.


    If he could really win the fight with Chad, Malcolm will probably let him reduce the number of visiting


    Lyre Spiti to nip in the bud.


    When thinking about it, Malcolm''s phone just received a message.


    He put down the teacup, got up and straightened the cor. He was meticulous and extremely noble.


    "I''m afraid it will take a while for Chad''s side to collect everything. I''m going to prison. Do you dare to


    follow me?"


    Anthony''s face changed slightly.


    Prison… was what he hated the most.


    In the past six months in High-order Prison, he was like a walking corpse, and he was in hell every day.


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    Except for special circumstances, he was very reluctant to approach the prison.


    Malcolm could see clearly his expression and raised his eyebrows, "It seems you don''t dare. Then sit in


    the reception room of the bureau. We''ll discuss it when Ie back. If you are sleepy, you can always


    go home.”


    Anthony stood up, "It has all passed. Everyone has their dark past. I dare. Mr. Malcolm, can you lead


    the way?"


    Malcolm gave him an interesting look and left the office first.


    ...


    At the same time.


    Suham Prison.


    Ryan, who was sleeping, was shone by a strong shlight.


    The prison guard shouted, "Prisoner 5803, get dressed. Get out of bed immediately ande with


    me."


    Ryan worked hard during the day, and was woken up.


    Not daring to resist, he quickly got out of bed as instructed, and followed the prison guard.


    It was alreadyte at night, and the dormitory of the entire prison was strangely quiet. Ryan followed


    him in a daze, feeling very uncertain.


    "Excuse me, where are you taking me? What kind of thing needs to be done in the middle of the


    night?"


    Unless...it was to kill him...?