Chapter 412 A Trump Card

Coombs kept an eye on Lucas. He didn't expect that he would dig into what had happened decades ago.

One afternoon, Lucas sent a person he trusted to pick him up at the airport.

At the exit, a bearded man was looking around. He was a little strong, about the same age as Coombs. Beside him stood a black suitcase.

"Hello, is that Mr. Jacob?"

"Yes, you are..." People like them were the most cautious. They wouldn't go with them before they confirmed their identity.

The man took out his phone and showed him the video Lucas had just recorded an hour ago.

"Mr. Lucas sent me here. There is something urgent in the company, so he can't leave. He is afraid of arousing suspicion, so he sent me to pick you up. You can just go with me."

Jacob yawned. He had been tired after so many hours on the plane. He nodded and said, "Okay, lead the way."