Chapter 119: Drug Trafficking Gangs
"What's wrong?" The man beside him sounded lazy and wrapped his arms around her, looking at her sleepily.
Just now he clearly felt her body shaking a little.
At that moment, Ava's mind inexplicably drifted back to the packet of white powder and, well, the man's study.
She couldn't be wrong, it was a bag of white powder wedged in a book, and her instincts told her that maybe it was drugs.
Ryan reluctantly opened her eyes, her eyes absently crossing the TV screen, pausing for a few seconds, suddenly realizing the cause of her fear.
As it turned out, it was him.
"Salem's been caught, don't be afraid, no one's going to do anything to you anymore."
Ryan held her hand tightly under the covers.
"James ......"
However, it wasn't Salem that Ava was afraid of, it was ......
Ryan guessed what Ava was trying to say and his eyes couldn't help but narrow, presumably she wanted to say that James was the connector in the country.
"Ava, we don't have any proof, those pictures don't tell us much." Ryan let out a low sigh.
"No, I saw it." Ava's breathing heaved and her voice trembled a little, "His study, those stash of books, there were drugs stuck in the books."
At that, Ryan's brow furrowed abruptly and he asked, incredulously.
"Seriously, you saw it?"
"I can't be wrong."
The voice of the announcer inside the television continued, "The death toll of this drug trafficking case is thirty-five, with twenty-two Navy drug enforcement soldiers sacrificing their lives, the most in any drug trafficking arrest case."
It turned out that the country had been catching them for years.
It wasn't until this time that Salem, the leader of the drug traffickers in Southeast Asia, was successfully apprehended with great difficulty.
If James was really the connector in the country, once he was caught, then the death penalty would undoubtedly await him.
Ava didn't dare to think any further, this person whom she had once trusted and relied on immensely actually had such a shocking identity behind him.
"If it really is him, what do you think?" Ryan asked tentatively.
He never felt Ava could be completely ruthless about this man.
Ava was silent and didn't say anything.
Even though she knew in her heart that James was eight or nine times the gang's connector in the country, she still cautioned herself not to wrong any good person and that she needed to calm down.
"Currently, this case is still under further investigation, and the police will continue to arrest the only remaining domestic connector."
On the other side of the TV, inside the dimly lit room, the man sat quietly on the couch, watching his own blurry face pop up in the arrest warrant on the screen, his insides unruffled.
From his first day on this road of no return, he had prepared for this day to come.
Now, it was time.
Salem was caught, he was next, he couldn't run away.Salem wouldn't last more than a few days, it was only a matter of time before he gave up his whereabouts.
In his chest, the pain started again.
James' face hesitated, this sharp pain almost killed him whenever an old injury flared up, for years he'd relied on drugs to hold him together, if he didn't have this he wouldn't have lasted.
This physical injury made him never forget his father's death, and, the cold face that stood by and watched.
With that in mind, James braced himself to reach for the bag of powder on the table, and after he managed to open it, he took a hard snort, the intense relief coming on so fast that he almost passed out. Slowing down a bit, he reminded himself that there were more important things to do, and he had to force himself to support himself a little longer.
"Young Master, Miss has arrived."
The servant's voice sounded outside the door.
Two hours ago, he had asked his servant to fetch Bella here, saying that he had some things to explain.
Bella was uncertain and came back as usual. She had left home a few months ago as she had gone to school elsewhere.
"What's wrong brother, what's so urgent?" Bella was picked up almost in a hurry.
James came out of his room and smiled when he saw her. it was rare for Bella to see her brother smile at him for such a long, demented time, and a strange feeling flashed through her mind.
"Come, sit."
James pulled out a chair at the table and greeted her as she sat over and Bella obediently sat.
"Bella, remember you liked eating the pasta made by brother before, is it okay if brother makes it for you now?"
Bella just wanted to say something, but her eyes glanced at the kitchen countertop, the ingredients for making spaghetti were actually all ready, it seems that he had the intention to make it for her a long time ago.
In the end, why did he make her spaghetti for good reason?
Just when she was puzzled and was about to open her mouth, James, as if he guessed what she wanted to ask, said, "Nothing, it's just that it's been a long time since I've seen you, and my brother misses you quite a bit."
Upon hearing this, the doubt in Bella's heart dropped quite a bit, and after thinking about it, she still sat down peacefully and watched James' figure busy in the kitchen.
Her brother had really spoiled her since she was a child, her father had gone early, and her mother had passed away a few years ago after a long illness, leaving the two of them to depend on each other, and James was both the eldest brother and a doting father to her.
Soon, the spaghetti was ready, James came out with the steaming hot spaghetti and carefully placed it in front of her, "Taste it, it's been a long time since I made it, does it taste the same as it used to."
Bella blew, picked up the fork, carefully took a bite, suddenly her eyes were sore, murmured, "delicious ......"
James quietly pulls open the chair opposite her and sits down, his eyes fluttering and falling in the distance, his mouth faintly says, "Bella, still remember dad?"
Bella's hand holding the fork gave a start, her father was likewise a pain in her heart, and she was less than ten years old when he left.
"Remember."
"It's been ten years, ten years since dad left too."
"Yeah, it was a terrible accident."
"Can Bella take care of herself if her brother is gone one day too?" James' voice sounded calmly again.
Bella's movements of eating noodles abruptly stopped, raised her head, looked at the man in front of her, and looked at him with an unbelievable look, "Brother, what are you talking about, how could brother leave me?"
At this moment, the two siblings looked at each other, with different colors in their eyes, neither one of them said anything.
After a moment, it was James whose expression relaxed first, hooked the corner of his lips and smiled, and
"You are a girl, you always have to get married, brother can't accompany you for the rest of your life, the road ahead still relies on you, you always have to learn to be independent, and live a good life on your own, this is what mom, dad and I want to see, Bella, you can do it."
"Brother, what's wrong with you, why did you say something like that?" Bella sensed a hint of something wrong, she couldn't be bothered to eat her noodles at all, and opened her mouth sharply to ask.
James pretended to look relaxed and spoke gently.
"It's nothing, brother is going on a business trip recently, it's a project in South Africa, it will go for a longer period of time, I might not be able to see Bella for a long time, so I'm saying hello to you in advance." After saying that, James took out another card and put it in front of Bella, "This is the tuition and living expenses for a while afterward, I gave it to you in advance, my brother will be busy at that time, he may not be able to take care of you, so you should accept it first."
Bella looked at the card in front of her, although there are some concerns, but looking at James a look of understatement, slightly put down a trace of doubt, or rest assured to accept it.
Turns out, he was going on another business trip, not the other way around, and Bella was slightly relieved.
"Then you should try to come back early oh." After saying that, she lowered her head again to continue eating her noodles.
After sending Bella away, James took a heavy, deep breath and stood by the window holding his breath, his deep gaze following Bella's figure until she disappeared into the doorway.
Well, I hope all is well with her.
Now it was time to really start doing what he had to do himself.