The next second, Wilbur thought of his informant, genius hacker La Chessler. Back when the Abyss Mercenaries were still around, La had been able to get information on just about anything save for a few forbidden areas.


    The call connected, and Wilbur said, "La, look up the fire that just happened at the Lantech Building for me and get back to me ASAP with anything you can find."


    "Yes, sir."


    Barely fifteen secondster, La piped up. "Sir, ording to sources from Greensource Corp, the fire was started by a level B assassin working for them named Demetra. Demetra escaped, and Greensource Corp is currently looking for him."


    "So, it was him," said Wilbur. "Can you find anything on the assassins at Greensource Corp?"


    "I only have a portion of the data," said La.


    "That''s fine. Send whatever you can find to my phone."


    "Okay. Give me about five minutes."


    The call ended, and Wilbur received the information as promised five minutester. He opened it and saw that La had sent him information on twelve of Greensource Corp''s assassins.


    rk and Demetra were on the list, but the man in the suit fromst night was not. On top of that, the information also stated that these twelve assassins were level B assassins working for Greensource Corp.


    If they were only level B assassins, the man in the suitst night must have been a level A assassin. Even a genius hacker like La could barely find much on Greensource Corp, which must mean that they had a powerful defense system. Just where did their me crystal cores and power of destructione from? Wilbur was nothing but confused at this. Greensource Corp seemed to possess some kind of special power, one that might have given them the status and power that they have today.


    Greensource Corp would be out of their minds to think that they would be capable of controlling several big countries just bying up with some pills and medicine. There had to be a stronger, unknown force that was supporting them. "Wilbur?"


    Tina came into the attic all of a sudden. "That old man fromst time is back, and he''s here with another guy. They''d like to speak to you."


    Wilbur stood at the balcony with Greg Jonan and a young man, smirking at the both of them. "What brings you here today, Mister Greg?"


    Wilbur had gotten into a dispute with Greg thest time he was at Madam Marie''s house, and Greg had left a terrible impression on Wilbur. Now that the two of them were meeting again, Wilbur did not hesitate to get straight to the point.


    Greg looked back at Wilbur. "Oh, don''t y dumb, Mister Penn. As if you''ve forgotten about the thirty-billion-dor collection you purchased from Marie."


    "Of course I haven''t, but that''s between Madam Marie and I, isn''t it? Besides, it was a legal transaction that we both agreed upon. Is there a problem you have with it, sir? You do know that the purchase is actually none of your business, right? You gave up bidding against me, which meant that you withdrew from the exchange. Don''t you think it''s a little funny that you''re back here for the antiques now?"