At that moment, Jon was even more confused. What did Xiaonuo have to do with his personal safety, and what did it have to do with the friendship between the two countries?
Lost in confusion, Abigail Zimmerman had already stood up, patted his shoulder earnestly, and said, "Young man, you’re still young. Don’t let curiosity harm you and provoke a war between two countries."
He craned his neck to watch Abigail Zimmerman leave the café. Outside, two tall men followed close behind her and then got into a military vehicle.
Jon racked his brains for several days but couldn’t decipher the meaning behind Abigail Zimmerman’s words, until yesterday, exhausted from sightseeing at the Imperial Capital Hotel, he was idly browsing the internet on his phone when suddenly a synopsis popped up: he was a prince of Country F who came to Country X for a vacation. Accidentally, he uncovered a secret that no one knew of, and he was silenced, sparking a war between the two countries...
Linking this to Abigail Zimmerman’s identity, Jon all at once had a bold hypothesis.
Given the Zane Family’s control over military ranks, if such a person were to kill him—a foreign friend... he believed that once his own government conducted an investigation, they would definitely demand Country C to explain!
Thus, Jon hurriedly flew from the Imperial Capital to T City. Arriving unexpectedly, he didn’t book a hotel in advance. Being someone who liked to keep things simple, he just went to the hotel bar where Titus Zane had stayed before and asked; incredibly, the staff there managed to give him a room.
Titus Zane lifted his coffee cup to his lips but didn’t rush to drink. His half-closed eyes pondered, "From what you’ve said, this Abigail Zimmerman sounds very suspicious."
Jon cut a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing rapidly. Having such a luxurious meal so early in the morning must mean there’s no other choice!
"This woman must know some unspeakable secret!" Jon put down his knife and fork, took a highball glass, sipped some red wine, and then looked at Titus Zane with a mysterious wink, "And it’s related to your origin!"
Titus Zane was puzzled. Since he had memories, he had lived with his parents, and later his mother gave birth to a sister...
At this thought, Titus Zane’s expression paused, as if he had always overlooked something. The few childhood memories he had only contained one scene: a girl in a little dress sitting on a lawn, her mother’s face obscured by an easel nearby. The girl threw some petals, then started to crawl up while reaching out her little hands and stumbled toward the woman, all the while calling out, "Mommy, mommy..."
But he never remembered his father’s face in those memories, not even a shadow.
Jon noticed Titus Zane’s reaction and stopped cutting his steak, "Titus, did you remember something?"
Sharpness has always been indispensable for a private detective.
Titus Zane regained his composure, slightly curved his lips into a smile, and shook his head, "No."
"But just now you..."
Jon hesitated for a moment, as foreign friends were very cautious about prying into others’ privacy, Jon was the same. But for the sake of the case, he had to continue, "You obviously remembered something. I can tell."
"Jon, you’re too sensitive."
Titus Zane said while smiling, but suddenly felt an unprecedented fear in his heart—as if something was about to happen related to him. Therefore, he chose to be an ostrich, even feeling a little regret for asking Jon for help.
Jon observed her quietly, taking in all of Titus Zane’s reactions.
Continuing to cut his steak nonchalantly, Jon said, "Titus, aren’t you curious why that woman repeatedly said you are Xiaonuo’s daughter?" Seeing a change in Titus Zane’s expression, Jon continued, "If it’s true as she said, and your mother was murdered, can you bear to let the killer get away with it?"