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Chapter 551 Invisible people are really useful
"I can't keep up with that old man Edgar anymore."

This is the first sentence in the message sent by the Invisible Man.

The use of the phrase "old man" was quite interesting. Ma Zhaodi wasn't sure if he had long been dissatisfied with Stan Edgar, or if he simply felt he was already on a sinking ship and needed to express his stance. In any case, the Invisible Man's statement was irrelevant.

What he said was actually very important.

"I don't know if that guy was too scared to make a phone call, but he just drove off, bought a fairy tale book, and went to see a woman—I'm not sure what kind of person that guy is, but the person Edgar visited at this critical moment must be someone very important."

"You haven't seen that woman?"

"Never seen it before"

At this point, the Invisible Man hesitated and fell silent.

Why don't you continue?

"There wasn't just a woman in that room, there was also a little girl."

The Invisible Man said awkwardly, "Although she looks a bit Indian or mixed-race, the woman is alright looking. I suddenly realized that the old man might just be going to see his lover."

"You think Edgar is that kind of person?"

"It's hard to say. We rarely see that old guy and don't know much about him. He doesn't seem to think much of us either. He rarely comes to see us or communicates with us much. Haha, he's a damn upper class. He's just a black man who has gained some status and dresses like a big shot, so he thinks he's superior."

"Stop complaining," Ma Zhaodi replied. "From what you're saying, he's at least not stupid. He couldn't possibly go see his lover first at such an important time."

"Who knows? Even though he's an old man, he still has to see his lover. Plus, he has an illegitimate daughter. Maybe he's worried about being arrested by the CIA in the future, so he's just coming to take one last look."

The Invisible Man curled his lip: "Anyway, I didn't see anything special about that woman or that house."

"What's that woman's name?"

"I don't know. Edgar, that birdman, went in, took a quick look around, and came out. I didn't dare get too close, nor did I go into the room."

"Okay—whatever, just give me the seat first."

The Invisible Man immediately sent an address.

After writing it down, Ma Zhaodi didn't hang up: "Go on, you said you couldn't keep up, what's going on?"

"Even after we went to that woman's house, that old bastard Edgar didn't stop causing trouble."

The Invisible Man continued, “He didn’t go back to Walter. Instead, he went to meet some other people. I don’t recognize those guys, but they’re not from Walter either. And most importantly—I heard them talking from a distance. Those birdmen sounded like they were speaking Russian.”

"?"

Ma Zhaodi couldn't help but widen his eyes: "No, buddy? You mean the president of a superhero company that's grown from an American to the world's largest, is colluding with Russia?"

"No, no, it's not that outrageous."

The Invisible Man waved his hand: "I saw that they had tattoos and looked pretty fierce. They were all carrying guns, but they all seemed pretty rough and uncouth. I didn't notice them when I got close. If I had to guess, this group is probably a gang formed by Russians who came here."

"Do you understand Russian?" "No, that's a pity."

The Invisible Man shook his head: "Anyway, I ignored those people and followed Edgar. But this time I couldn't keep up. That old man drove into Vogbaum's estate."

"Who is Vogbaum?"

"He's a PhD, a PhD from Water Corporation."

The Invisible Man replied, “You don’t know much about him, but I spent some time at Walter and met him once—he was one of our research staff, an expert in genetics and biology, who later became a director, and Edgar was on good terms with him.”

"That's it?"

"It's not just that—before today, he was just a highly educated retired old man who had some personal connections with Edgar, but you mentioned those rumors about Compound V, oh no, you've already obtained evidence, so it's not just a rumor."

The Invisible Man's tone carried a strange emotion: "Since there is Compound Five, Edgar can't possibly be just an ordinary researcher, so Edgar would go to see him at this time—in fact, if news of Dr. Vogbaum's sudden death from a heart attack at home were to spread tomorrow, I don't think it's impossible."

"Is that all you're going to do?"

"I'll stop here."

The Invisible Man replied, “He left from inside not long ago, and then a car came to pick him up, along with several guard cars—those people were incredibly vigilant, they looked very professional.”

Where did the convoy go next?

"In a suburban area, the walls were quite high. I didn't dare go in because I had no idea what was inside. Who knows if there were motion sensors or landmines or something like that?"

“Interesting—send me the location of that place too.”

After making the call, Ma Zhaodi couldn't help but give the Invisible Man a thumbs up in his mind—although this guy had a shady hobby, was of low character, and was a scumbag, he was indeed effective when it came to backstabbing Walter.

He had been with Walter for long enough that he was all too familiar with the company’s counter-surveillance methods and had his own set of techniques for tracking and spying.

He could even recognize Vogelbaum. If it were Ma Zhaodi or Sanbengzi, they definitely wouldn't recognize him, and they wouldn't be able to say anything about his past in Waterley. They would have to come back and investigate.

"A woman who is suspected to be his lover, a group of people who may be members of the Russian mafia, and a Vought-controlled, independently established area under strict surveillance."

Ma Zhaodi scratched his head. These three groups were the three people Edgar had met at this moment, and they all seemed quite interesting—because no matter how you looked at it, the social pressure and legal pressure that Walter was facing should be off the charts.

In other words, at this critical juncture, if Edgar were to personally contact people, shouldn't he contact the most powerful and influential allies that Walter had already reached out to?
Public pressure can be resolved by controlling the media and fooling the masses, something Walter does with ease; the pressure from the CIA seems to have been that Walter directly hired assassins to silence them, but contacting high-ranking figures was also necessary.

At the very least, we can't lose the lawsuit, otherwise how will we clear our names in the future?
Therefore, the three groups of people Edgar met first seem to have a lot of hidden reasons.

Ma Zhaodi glanced at the map and considered the priority of the three parties—he decided to examine them one by one in order of priority.

“The gang’s territory is basically fixed, and those guys can’t run away.” He thought to himself, “Even the heavily guarded suburban areas can’t grow legs.”

"Let's go check on that woman first."

(End of this chapter)