Chapter 915 Someone Has Changed

"Is there any news from Greyson?" Martin said in a low and hoarse voice, resting his forehead on one
hand.

When Carlos heard this, his face suddenly darkened. He straightened his body from a pile of
documents, with a little coldness in his eyes, "Not yet. Moreover, Greyson hasn't contacted us for 4
hours, and the tracker has lost his signal. I've sent more people over... I suspect that something is
wrong there."

Hearing this, Martin narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "It's impossible for the Bai Family to see
through Greyson's identity in such a short time, unless..."

Carlos's throat moved slightly and said with a little difficulty, "Unless there is a traitor among us, but the
identities of these people have been strictly checked. Have we ignored something?"

Martin's eyes darkened and said coldly, "You go to check their identity yourself. In addition, continue to
send more people to find Greyson as soon as possible and transfer him back directly. Don't act rashly
in Dragon City for the time being."

"Yes, boss. I'll arrange it right away," replied Carlos in a hurry.

As soon as Carlos finished his words, he was about to make a call to make arrangement when there
was a sudden knock on the door of Martin's office. The sudden knock made their heart beat for no
reason. Martin lowered his voice and said, "Come in."

The door of the office was pushed open from the outside and the captain of security guards came in.
The captain of security guards was a young man in his early thirty's, his hair was trimmed with neat
board inches. The security uniform on his body was properly put on, making him look like a police.



"Mr. Martin, here is your package." The young man stood at the door and had no intention of going
inside.

Everyone in the company knew that without Martin's consent, even the top executives dared not enter
his office. Now that Martin was in charge of the Lu Group, so no one dared to offend him.

Carlos was first stunned, and then stood up to take the package. He quickly glanced at the package
list, which only had the recipient and no sender. Apart from that, there was no other information.

Carlos looked up and said, "You can leave now."

"Okay."

After saying that, the young man quickly left this place and closed the door considerately. Carlos
carefully checked the package box and confirmed that there was no dangerous thing in it. Then he
opened the package, and there was a small black book in it.

Carlos's heart trembled and almost blurted out, "Boss, it's... Greyson's notebook! How could it be..."

He swallowed the last half of the sentence silently. This small notebook was brought with him by
Greyson. Now that this small notebook was sent back, then Greyson...

"Give it to me," said Martin.

Carlos hurriedly handed the small black notebook to him. Holding the small notebook in his hand, he
felt as if it had a heavy weight.

Martin opened the notebook and a photo came out. In the photo, there was a business car. On the
body of the car, there was a very familiar logo, which was the logo of the business car found at the
scene of Arthur's explosion and Lenny's mother's car accident.



Martin thought that maybe they were more than one step late.

Martin opened the small notebook and looked back at the last page. Perhaps it was because Greyson
was in a hurry, his handwriting was unusually sloppy. The last line of the handwriting was a frightening
sentence - some of us have changed, but I don't know who he is.

Then the number "302" suddenly appeared at the end of the line, like a cold knife, stabbing into
Martin's heart.

"Ding..."

The sudden ringtone broke the silence. Blue veins stood out on Carlos's forehead. He walked over with
difficulty, and his phone, which was buried in a pile of documents, rang desperately. Carlos had an
ominous premonition for no reason.

It was Todd.

Todd was also a member of the Cloud sect group. He was Greyson's confidant who had been following
him all the time. This time, Greyson took the task to Dragon City with only Todd. On the surface, Todd
was Greyson's personal assistant and went on a business trip with Greyson to the branch company.

Carlos's fingers, which were drooping beside his body, tightened a little. He finally picked up the phone
and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Hello."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then an exceptionally difficult voice
sounded, "Captain... Captain was dead, I'm useless. I can't even protect him. I can't even get a
complete skeleton... I'm sorry."

Todd half knelt on the cold ground, blue veins standing out on his forehead, white cloth wrapped in the
corpse of Greyson, and blood dripping out. The sound was like a hammer hitting his heart, making him



bleeding.

Greyson said that some of us had changed, but he didn't know who he was.

Therefore, Greyson secretly sent a package without telling everyone, including Todd, at the last
moment, and this package was directly sent to Martin. No matter how long that mysterious man
stretched out his hands in the darkness, he probably didn't expect that Greyson would do that.

But they didn't know who that mysterious man hidden among them was.

After a while, Carlos seemed to find his lost voice, "What did you say? How could Greyson..."

"In the afternoon, he answered a phone call and then went out in a hurry. He didn't tell me where to go,
because we agreed to contact each other once in 1 hour, but the time was more than 2 hours. He still
didn't contact me. I immediately found the tracker. At first, I found a signal, and then..." Todd paused
and gritted his teeth, "Then the signal suddenly stopped. I immediately sent people to look for him. It
was not until just now that I found his body."

At this moment, Carlos's face was so ferocious. He said in an extremely cold voice, "No matter what
means you use, you must find out the content of the last phone call he made when he was alive, and
who on earth he met in the end!"

"Okay, I got it. I will find the murderer. I won't let him die for no reason."

It was not until the phone was hung up that Carlos seemed to be still in a daze. He held the phone
tightly and did not believe that Greyson was dead.

At first, there were several murders, and then Eugene's death. Now it was Greyson. It seemed that
there were a pair of omnipotent hands that controlled the fate of others, but they could not even capture
the other's whereabouts.



Carlos's back bone climbed up a layer of bone chilling, and his voice was extremely bitter. "Boss,
Greyson..."

After a few seconds of silence, Martin continued, "Make an elaborate funeral, and... go and comfort his
family."

"Yes, boss."


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