Chapter 129: Butterfly Effect?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
John hurried to the outside of the ward.
Just as he was about to push the door open and go in, John paused again. fđżeđ˛đđ˛bnđ¨đđl.com
He was a little nervous and fearful.
His nose felt sore and tears were about to fall.
He had never shed a single tear for his situation.
But at this moment, John couldnât control his emotions.
âYou canât tell my injuries like this, can you?â
John tightened his white coat.
It blocked the bloody body inside.
However, the area beside his leg was still soaked in red.
âI canât tell!â Galen sobbed and replied.
John walked to the bed.
John looked at the dying old director, Grandma Susan, on the bed.
He couldnât his tears from flowing down any more.
Tears rolled down like a waterfall.
John took a few steps closer.
He fell to his knees and knelt heavily in front of Susanâs bed.
When old director Susan heard the sound of kneeling, she slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing Johnâs face, Susanâs eyes were instantly filled with surprise.
âGood child, youâre here.
âHurry up and get up, what are you kneeling for?
âDid you encounter any danger?
âQuick, let me take a look at you, why canât I see you clearly?
âThese eyes of mine are already blurry from old age.â She spoke to John with concern.
âItâs fine, donât be sad. Life, old age, illness, and death are all fates that everyone must face.
âMy body is feeling very well, donât worry.
âHowâs that child, Alice, now?
âCan she still wake up?â Director Susan asked.
John grabbed Director Susanâs palm and placed it on his cheek.
He kept saying, âAlice will definitely wake up, definitely!
âI still want to marry Alice⌠and have two children.
âA boy and a girl.
âGrandma Susan, I would like to trouble you to take care of the children when the time comes.â
November 15, 2021, 9.39 PM.
Johnâs eyes were red as he suppressed his emotions.
He spoke as gently as possible.
South Medical University-affiliated hospital, medical team.
Pairs of eyes looked at Johnâs health report.
Their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.
Although it looked serious, not a single wound was fatal.
Nor were there any wounds that might cause irreversible side effects.
This medical report was quickly submitted to everyone, including the Owain City Police Headquarters.
In a special care unit.
All the bullets in Johnâs body had been removed.
The wounds were also stitched.
âThere arenât too many problems. Rest well. Youâll recover very quickly.â The middle-aged doctor stood in front of Johnâs bed and said.
John watched the doctor leave, the door was closed again.
âBrother Galen.
âI have dragged you guys down into this trouble.
âBut this is a deal. You guys are safeâŚâ John sat up, his eyes focused, and said in a deep voice.
In the quiet ward, Galen sat beside the bed.
After saying some words.
John leaned close to the latterâs ear, his lips moving as he continued to instruct him.
With that, he didnât say anything else and let Galen leave.
The door was closed again.
John looked up.
He looked at the white ceiling.
He felt deeply tired.
He lay there for a long time just like that, before his eyes focused again.
An even more terrifying fire burned in his heart as if it could burn everythingâŚ
Numerous paths from Foresee were constantly gathering in his eyes.
âHow to achieve a perfect crime to kill the York Family without leaving any evidence?â
âHow to achieve a perfect crime to kill the York Familyâs Lefran without leaving any evidence?â
âHow to pierce through the shadow that covers the skyâŚâ
There were countless steps.
They flashed past Johnâs eyes like a waterfall.
At this moment.
Johnâs eyelids suddenly twitched.
In the endless path of revenge, a path suddenly jumped out of the sea of words.
The path was very short, with only two steps.
And it was very strange. This was what it wrote: âNovember 17, 2021, 3.29 PM and 17 seconds.
âYou appeared at the Great Tiger Mountain in the South Sand District.
âRaise your hand and stab towards the east.
âStir up 50 degrees clockwise. Use a force of 50 Newtons.â
After this step was the second and final step:
âNovember 31, 2021, 12.41 PM and 40 seconds.
â132 degrees east longitude, 32 degrees north latitude.
âA typhoon descended and devoured everything.â
John also noticed that this step had a fleeting sense of timing.
In other words, only by appearing in that extremely precise spot and doing the required action perfectly at the exact node in time would this work.
If he couldnât satisfy any of the points, he would fail.
His breathing gradually became heavy.
Ever since he obtained the special ability Foresee, John had tried searching in countless directions.
Only this âstepâ appeared in such a strange manner.
âThe butterfly effect was captured?â
Johnâs eyes lit up with disbelief.
Recalling the relevant information he had read before.
âA butterfly in the tropical rainforest of the Amazon River occasionally flapped its wings.
âAs a result, it can cause a hurricane in Texas in two weeks.
âAnd the reason is the butterflyâs flapping of its wings.
âIt caused the air system around it to change and produce weak airflow.
âAnd the production of weak airflow will result in corresponding changes in the surrounding air or other systems.
âThis will cause a chain reaction.
âUltimately, it will lead to huge changes in the other systems.
âUnbelievable!â John murmured.
And thenâŚ
He was no longer willing to lie on the bed.
He got out of bed and changed into the clothes and shoes that he had asked his brother, Galen, to prepare in advance.
Around him, every inch of his muscles felt a tearing pain.
He bared his teeth.
He breathed in and out.
John resisted the crazy emotions that were about to break free from his heart.
He glanced past the two short steps for this path in Foresee.
Then, he looked at the steps in another path.
This path was related to the York Family.
It was related to existences targeting him in the shadows!
Johnâs expression was cold, and blood and madness flashed past his eyes.
It was just like what old detective Bloom had said about him in the surveillance room.
âJohn has a strong sense of revenge.
âThe more you suppress him, the stronger his rebound will be.â
John shoved his hands in his pockets and suddenly pushed the door open.
His footsteps suddenly stopped.
There were many police officers guarding the door.
He looked up and saw some familiar figures.
Old detective Bloom, Secret Service agent Victor, detective FritzâŚ
Johnâs lips curled up imperceptibly.
These situations were also calculated in Foresee.
John glanced past the unfamiliar faces and looked directly at Victor, Fritz, and the others with who he was familiar.
âWe meet again.â Johnâs hoarse voice sounded.
Under Johnâs gaze, the hairs on Bloomâs body stood on end.
âWe received a report that you robbed a motorcycle at the side of the road.â He paused, then looked at John and said in a deep voice.
âYes.â John smiled and nodded.
Pairs of eyes noticed this smile.
A hurried gasp sounded.
The long corridor was filled with police officers.
A female doctor in a white coat lowered her head and brushed past the shoulders of everyone.
âHey!â John suddenly stopped and shouted.
The female doctor met Johnâs gaze.
Her fair cheeks instantly turned pale.
Her entire body fell to the ground.
John got into the car of the Owain City Police Station.
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In front and behind, cars from the secret department guarded the car John was in and left one after another.
Pairs of eyes hiding in various places watched John disappear.