CHAPTER 380: CHAPTER 380: DESTROYING HER WILLPOWER

The car drove for two hours and finally stopped in front of a barbed wire fence.

This was a wire fence that the locals had surrounded at the cost of their lives. When the outbreak occurred, a team of daredevils entered here and enclosed the town.

Because the quarantine suits were torn off by frightened people, none of the daredevils made it out.

Hugo Quinn got out of the car, unable to smell anything through the thick quarantine suit.

It was said that the virus spread through the air, and their skin couldn’t be exposed to the air at all. Once they lost the protection of the quarantine suit, there was an eighty percent chance of infection.

"Are these the daredevils?"

Around them lay more than twenty people, but due to the hot weather, the corpses had already started to smell. Fortunately, they couldn’t smell it, otherwise, they’d definitely throw up.

The further they walked in, the more shocked the group became as corpses were lying everywhere, in extremely horrifying states. They forced themselves not to look at them.

The forensic experts who came along were studying the maggots, and based on the growth stage of the maggots, they could determine the time of death of these people.

Hugo felt something soft beneath his feet. Looking down, he nearly threw up.

The man’s body was completely rotten, his entire face covered in maggots, looking as if it were hanging with strands of ramen noodles.

He walked to the riverbank to wash his shoes, then saw the aircraft parked not far away.

He exchanged a glance with Cole Crawford and walked toward the aircraft.

Seeing the aircraft in such intact condition suggested that there had been no air disaster at the time, likely indicating a hijacking.

They approached and entered the aircraft.

There were signs of people having lived inside, but everything was in chaos. The people seemed to have left in a hurry, and there was cold, spoiled coffee left on the table.

Hugo’s mind was in turmoil, wondering how the people aboard had lived all these years since the aircraft disappeared, whether they too were in this town, which would mean they were likely dead. So many corpses lay outside, some unrecognizable.

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots rang out from outside, and both of them hurried off the aircraft, seeing those in charge of checking had been suddenly attacked.

Both sides were wearing quarantine suits, making it impossible to distinguish who was who, only knowing that those attackers were well-trained and bore ill-intent toward anyone trespassing.

Collin Quinn’s group fought as they retreated. After all, they were in a quarantined area, and if there was a problem with their suits, they wouldn’t leave here alive.

The group gathered by Hugo and Cole took shelter in the open aircraft cabin, which became the best ambush point.

The attackers seemed to have guessed their intentions and did not approach further, vanishing as quickly as they came.

Delegates from several countries quickly gathered together and communicated the situation here.

The sudden attackers didn’t seem like local residents.

Cole sat dazed in his seat; he felt familiarity with those attackers’ skills, as if he had seen similar traces in the Wexler Families.

Could the Wexler Family be involved in such an affair?

This was tantamount to challenging the entire international community.

"Let’s get out of here; if they have explosives or something here and we gather, none of us will escape."

Collin led a group off the aircraft, and just as they were walking away, the aircraft exploded, causing cold sweat to instantly flow down everyone’s backs.

If they had been any slower, all of them would have perished inside.

Returning outside, everyone had to undergo special machine inspection and disinfection to ensure there were no problems before they were allowed to leave.

Hugo and Cole returned to the hotel, both in a foul mood.

They had finally found the aircraft, but the investigation was too late as it was blown up, eradicating all traces.

As Hugo emerged from the bathroom, he heard his phone ringing; it was a call from Eleanor Hollis.

His mood instantly relaxed, and he quickly stepped over to answer it.

"Eleanor."

He spoke softly.

Hearing his voice, Eleanor finally felt relieved. She’d been having nightmares about the outbreak for several nights now.

"Did you know there’s a disease outbreak in Africa? I want you to come back. I hear it’s chaotic over there. I’m worried something will happen to you."

Hugo’s heart softened; he didn’t want to tell Eleanor that he was right where the outbreak had erupted, having just been to Mortistown, fearing she’d be worried.

"I’m fine here. It’s very safe."

After speaking, both fell silent. There was so much to say, but it seemed too complicated to convey over the phone.

"Then I’ll wait for you to come back."

Eleanor’s eyes showed some disappointment. She didn’t mention the bombing; lately, she planned to stay in the villa. If anything happened on Hugo’s side, he’d definitely be distracted.

"Alright, be good."

Hugo coaxed softly.

After hanging up, he lifted his head to see Cole’s teasing gaze.

"Women are amazing; even a man of steel can turn soft around them."

Hugo tossed his phone onto his bed; this man would never understand.

In Cole’s world, there were never special women, except for monthly occasions when he sought companionship to ease his loneliness. Otherwise, women were absent from his life.

Eleanor looked at young Marcus before her and sighed.

"Mommy, isn’t Daddy coming back yet?"

Marcus was holding the remote, listlessly changing channels.

"He might need to stay over there for a while longer."

Eleanor listlessly pressed her phone and suddenly saw a newly received message.

It was a bloody picture; if a child saw it, they would surely scream in fright.

Eleanor’s expression changed as she deleted the photo, then blocked the number, knowing that even if she called back, she’d find nothing.

Recently, she’d been receiving these disgusting pictures daily, disrupting her sleep and causing frequent nightmares.

She understood the other party’s intention: to erode her willpower and drive her insane, pushing her over the edge.

Last time at Grandeur, although that person could have killed her directly, they chose the most terrifying way instead.

When a person is under prolonged high tension, things tend to go wrong easily.

She put down her phone and decisively turned it off.

"Marcus, where’s your phone?"

She also needed to turn off Marcus’s phone to prevent the other party from targeting the child.

"Mommy, why do you need the phone?"

Marcus handed his phone over to her.

Eleanor took it and turned it off.

"Promise Mommy you won’t use your phone recently, okay?"

Though confused, Marcus nodded with a smile.

In the afternoon, Jane Shaw came with her children to find them.

Seeing Chloe, Marcus immediately grew excited and dragged her upstairs to play with toys.

Jane took a sip of tea. Lately, she’d been inviting Eleanor several times, suggesting they take the children out to amusement parks and such, but Eleanor kept declining.