The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 192

Only after seeing he was faint did the man with the ghostly face take off his mask.

In the moonlight, the man's dark eyes were cold and, looking at Anthony with bloodlust.

Chad came up and asked, "Boss, how to deal with him?"

"Tie up the two and throw them in the car. As for Anthony ..."

Melvin stopped speaking and his eyes narrowed. And his expression was ruthless, "Hang him up and take him to the hut prepared in advance. Lyra will be here in 10 minutes or so at the soonest. Before she comes, torture him first."

"Yes."

...

Anthony was forcibly awakened by cold water.

When he woke up, he found his hands tied, hanging backwards from behind to the beam of a broken hut. His feet could touch the ground, barely to keep his weight in place with his tiptoe.

This posture was very tired. His arms were be sore and unbearable. If hanging on for an hour, the arms can be painful to dislocation. The armpits will be bruised and swollen.

He gave a light laugh.

This kind of torture, at first glance, was the military's usual tactic.

"What are you laughing at?"

The man's deliberately low, deep voice came from next to him.

Anthony glanced over.

Seeing that it was the man with the ghost face before he fainted, he was leaning against the wooden pillar in a leisurely and reserved manner.

Anthony's blue eyes were not flustered at all and still with a smile.

"I don't know why I offend the National Investigation Bureau that you are setting me up for arrest."

The ghost-faced man approached him and went straight to the point, "Recently a sample of the numbered bottle of S404 biochemical agent was missing from the lab. I checked the file and you had a record of the lab visit half a month ago."

Anthony was not convinced, "I'm not the only one who visited the lab, so why should I be suspected of taking it?"

"Because the day you asked Lyra to Fantalure Bar, someone just happened to take out that potion and hurt someone. And you dare say it had nothing to do with you?"

Anthony wrinkled his brows slightly, "How would you know?"

The ghost-faced man took off the silver mask from his face in front of him, showing Melvin's handsome, cold and hostile face.

Anthony stared at his face and his pupils were shocked, "I can't believe it's you! How did you get this mask? I don't believe it! How can the boss of National Investigation Bureau is you!?"

He had felt before that Melvin was not right and had sent someone to check it out. Melvin's file was too clean and he suspected then that it was not simple.

But ...

This man was no longer simple, but it was impossible that he was related to the National Investigation Bureau!

Melvin's dark eyes narrowed as he observed Anthony's expression.

Seeing that Anthony was indeed shocked, he said, "It seems that you stole this potion not because you found out my whereabouts, but you wanted to harm Lyra. You pretended to love her so much that you were vicious enough to try to destroy her with the S404 potion."

"I didn't! I do love her!"

Anthony was adamant about not admitting it.

He chose to skip the topic and sneered at Melvin, "Are you deliberately using the National Investigation Bureau's name to get my word? Do you think I will believe it? Your identity is just the young master of the Freeman family in Frayton. How is it possible!?"

Melvin's eyebrows were cold and he didn't answer.

Anthony: "I just accidentally fell for the ruse you and Lyra set up today. Do you really think you can keep me locked up for long? Tomorrow my people will find out that I'm missing. Private kidnapping and attacking the boss of Security Agency is not a small crime. You can think carefully!"

"Oh?"

Melvin smiled carelessly, "Then try it and see if they will come to save you tomorrow."

Anthony looked at his face which was cold and calm. And it did not look like he was pretending, and then he looked at the ghost face mask in his hand.

This mask, representing the highest leadership symbol of the National Investigation Bureau, was made of pure gold. With a complex process and unique pattern, it was the only one of its kind in the world.

His heart began to waver.

Outside the door, Chad knocked on the door in a whisper, "Boss, it's five minutes past. Miss Carroll will be here soon."

"Great."