This time, Dr. Griego did not give Allyce’s answer again.
But his lack of response had made it clear that the ‘Grizzi’ he mentioned were indeed what Allyce knew as the largest international mafia organisation: Grizzi!
“It is no secret in the industry that ‘Grizzi’ started the ‘K7’ pharmaceutical programme two years ago, but this ‘K7’ pharmaceutical team is extremely secretive, only a few of the ‘Grizzi’ leaders know where it is, and I have heard that the ‘K7’ team has the most advanced equipment in the world and has recruited the most…. …”
Severus frowned slightly and said with mild annoyance: “Victorino Griego, get to the point!
This guy could not stop at the mere mention of anything to do with medicine.
“Yes.
Victorino replied in a low voice and said: “I suspect that whatever was put in the water that the lady drank earlier was made by the pharmaceutical team of ‘K7’, because as far as I know, no other pharmaceutical company than ‘K7’ can make this kind of medicine.
Even if they did, they would have been taken away by Grizzi.
Even the research doctors of the ‘k7’ team, many of whom were taken from all over the world, and some who defected to Grizzi for monetary gain.
And since the mafia was doing something criminal and illegal, it was unlikely that the ‘k7’ pharmaceutical project was actually making cures for people.
Severo’s face sank as he heard these words.
Allyce was also secretly alarmed.
If this medicine was really from Grizzi’s organisation, then it meant that Jonas had dealings with Grizzi’s people and that Grizzi had come to the country?
After all, Grizzi’s activities had always taken place in Europe.
Victorino again dropped his gaze on Allyce: “There is nothing unusual in the wife’s body, there are no residual ingredients of the drug in her body at all, what side effects there will or will not be, I am not sure now, I will come regularly later and check how the wife is doing”.
Severo sniffed, nodded imperceptibly and then spoke to Victorino: “Come with me for a moment.
“I have some business to discuss with Dr. Griego”.
Severo and Allyce exchanged words and went up to the studio with Victorino.
Allyce, for her part, pulled out her phone and started looking for information on “Grizzi”.
As the largest international mafia organisation, ‘Grizzi’ had always been extremely secretive, but always high profile.
Interfering in a country’s presidential election, smuggling arms supplies, drug trafficking, pharmaceuticals …
The whole organisation, covering almost all areas of life.
The richest, the most powerful and the most inhuman.
Allyce had only heard of it, but had never paid enough attention to it.
There wasn’t much to be found on the internet, and it was the same kind of information that used to be passed on by word of mouth.
He flipped back a couple of pages and suddenly found an entry entitled “The most inhumane mafia organisation experimenting on living people …”.
He clicked on it, but it did not specify which mafia group it was, but Allyce had automatically substituted “Grizzi”.
The headline was gimmicky, but there was nothing substantial in it, except that the increasing number of missing persons in the country in recent years was due to foreign gangsters buying them for experiments on living people.
Although these words seemed to have no basis in fact, the thought of the words “live experiments” made Allyce’s heart skip a beat.
He closed the website, sat down for a while and went to the kitchen to continue cooking what Severo had not finished.
…
Above, in the studio.
Victorino followed Severo and had just entered when he heard Severo say, “Close the door”.
Victorino had just turned to close the door when he heard Severo add, “Close it”.
Victorino’s face was slightly dazed, but he closed the studio door anyway.
“Did the results of the last test come back? What is the cause of the disease?”
Severo turned his back on Victorino and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window as he spoke, his voice calm and unflappable.
He reached out and pulled the curtains in front of the floor to ceiling window, the dim light shone in from outside, the window was already lush and green, summer had arrived and it must be over soon …
The room was somewhat lighted, and Severo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, where light and darkness met, his slender figure seeming erect and half solitary.
Victorino took a few steps forward and stood two steps behind Severo: “Arm stiffness and numbness is a common symptom among hand disorders, and there are many causes, but …”.
Victorino said, and suddenly paused.
“Hello.” Severo still didn’t turn around, but his straight back seemed unusually stiff.
Victorino frowned slightly: “This type of symptom is usually found in middle-aged and elderly people, and the results of their physical examination are healthy.
“Is that so?” Severo turned to Victorino with a slightly raised eyebrow.
Victorino lowered his gaze and remained silent without speaking.
Severo: “Finish your sentence”.
Victorino’s eyes glittered with concern and yet he spoke the unfinished words that followed.
Severo’s face changed slightly as he listened, then quickly returned to normal.
Half a minute later, he confided to Victorino in a low voice: “No one must know about this, be it Xabat, Neto or Allyce”.
…
When Victorino and Severo came downstairs, Allyce had already prepared the food and brought it to the table.
Victorino stayed for lunch before leaving.
After dismissing Victorino, Allyce asked Severo curiously, “Does Dr. Griego have a cleaning problem?”
“Hmm.
“So why would he stay for dinner, someone with a cleanliness fetish wouldn’t think it’s dirty to eat with others?”.
Severo sniffed, smiled and said, “It’s probably something more important than cleanliness, compared to the owner of the gold he invested in his research, he’s a man who values research above all else.”
If it wasn’t for what happened to his arm, Victorino would probably never have left the research lab in his life.
“You invest in him for research? So you’re really in a partnership?” Allyce continued to press him.
“You could say yes.
Allyce was about to ask something else when Severo reached out and smacked him upside the head: “He’s a neat freak who only cares about the research team, what’s there to ask, go to sleep.
…
Allyce didn’t fall asleep until late at night because of what had happened in the cafeteria.
When he arrived at work the next day, he still had a black eye.
But everything seemed calm and normal, nothing was happening.
But when Allyce returned for dinner, the mood in the office was different.
A flash of suspicion crossed Allyce’s mind.
He decided to go to the office and ask Ester again.
As he stepped into the lift, he thought of the message tone that had sounded on his phone during dinner, so he pulled it out to check.
When he pulled out his phone, he saw the push notice on it and his face changed abruptly.