Daddy, Mommy had been in Prison novel Chapter 492

The two finally drove straight to the city center, stopped at a mall, and got in an elevator to the top floor.

On the roof, Georgia saw a group of several people with Wilson.

That was Wilson’s bodyguard team. There was a thin, middle-aged man between them, bound to a chair, head low.

There was some distance between them and Georgia couldn’t hear what they were saying.

Then she approached, and she heard the questions Wilson was posing to the bound man.

“You can suffer a bit less if you tell the truth now, Adolf. If you don’t, I’ll just have to give you a bit of rough treatment.”

So that was Adolf. He looked weak.

He was middle-aged, but his face looked decrepit, and strangely tired.

And his gaze was on the floor, having never answered Wilson’s question.

Georgia walked over and Wilson finally turned to look at her.

They headed to a quiet place, and Wilson spoke.

“I found that Adolf was experimenting in a secret base, but I can’t make heads or tails of his data. It seems to have been encrypted. A small part of the code’s been broken. Take a look, Miss Lane.”

Wilson handed a touchpad over to Georgia, who opened the file and scrolled through the information.

A few pages later, Georgia looked in shock at Adolf in the distance.

The details were horrific.

Inside, they had documented the reactions of many live human beings to their experimentation, the data of what happened to their body after injecting the chemicals, and finally death from overdosage. Just a few pages later, Georgia saw the reports of several dozen deaths.

They’d been tested on in various ways when they were alive.

Georgia turned to Wilson.

“Where did you capture Adolf? How did you get this data?”

“I’ve kept my eye on him and tracked him every day. He stays most of the time in the formal Albertson Group labs. Then my people heard he’d gone to another place, too well-guarded for my men to infiltrate. I’m guessing it’s a more secret base for their experiments, maybe that sort of live experimentation laboratory.

“I had someone set him up and intercept him on the way to that base today. He had a computer with him, and I isolated all the information on there. It’s just that the encryption is a bit complicated. I’m having people decode it now. You’re only seeing a small part of it right now.”

“How long have you interrogated him? Is he not answering any questions? Did you ask about Robert, about the Wimbledons?”

“I tried every angle, but his mouth’s clamped shut. Look at his wounds. That’s what I’ve resorted to. I’ve even injected him with drugs designed to cause pain, but his body can resist that stuff. Seems like he’s been experimented on as well. Drugs aren’t too effective on him. I’m not so sick as to start cutting off limbs to force the matter. What now, Miss Lane?”

Georgia could feel how difficult it was to be a good person. If an unsavory character had wanted to get at the truth, they’d be using all sorts of measures to torture Adolf right now.

But she and Wilson weren’t that sort of people.

Besides, they’d tried physical pain, but it wasn’t effective.

Clearly, this person didn’t care about bodily trauma. She turned to Wilson again.

“He doesn’t care too much about physical pain, but even if he’s a mad scientist, he has to have things he cares about. Have you found any soft spots on him?”

“I’m putting people on it, but the recent tracking shows that he comes and goes alone. We haven’t found any family and friends on his side, and nobody we can threaten him with.”