Chapter 6074: Master Wang: Leave It to Me

Ye Wangchuan knew that it was difficult to find this candidate, so he took the initiative to say: "You don't have to worry about this matter. I will arrange someone to contact her."

Qiao Nian looked at him hesitantly.

Ye Wangchuan gently rubbed the back of her hand with his fingertips, and pressed hard with his thumb, as if silently comforting: "Don't worry, leave it to me. I have spies in the Sixth Continent."

After he said that, Qiao Nian instantly calmed down and her brows relaxed: "OK."

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In the Sixth Continent.

A seagull flew onto the reef and was quickly carried back to the car by a passing 'fisherman'.

Someone next to him saw it and joked with a smile: "Evan, why are you carrying a bird back to the car?"

The man in the khaki short motorcycle jacket snorted back, stepped on the reef with one foot, turned around and said: "The bird's foot is injured, I carried it back to the car to bandage it."

"I see you haven't caught a few fish and you're almost an expert in bird rescue." His companion joked and helped him divert the attention of others: "Hey, my float moved."

"Where?"

The fishermen around quickly gathered around, and no one paid attention to the man carrying the bird back to the car.

...

There was an old pickup truck that had been driven for more than ten years parked on the side of the road. The bold brown color made it particularly eye-catching in a row of cars.

The man opened the door and squeezed into the car, then quickly closed the door, using his broad back to block the view from the front that might look back, and turned his back to fiddle with something.

From the perspective of the fishermen on the shore, he seemed more like looking for a medicine box to bandage the wound of the injured seabird.

It lasted about fifteen minutes, and the man called Evan returned to the reef and began to pack up his fishing gear.

"Are you leaving?" Someone patted his shoulder.

As he put away the rod, he said helplessly: "The bird has injured its wings, I have to send it to the nearby animal hospital."

"Okay." People nearby knew that he loved nature and was keen on protecting small animals, so they didn't feel strange about it.

They had seen Evan rescue small animals more than once, and sent them to the nearby pet hospital to pay for doctors to treat them.

The man who was clinging to his shoulder let go, let him go, and sincerely wished: "I wish you good luck."

"Thank you." Evan patted his shoulder three times before leaving, and hurriedly left the fishing spot with his things.

...

There were not many people in a three-story pet hospital 20 kilometers away.

"Is Dr. Simon here? I picked up an injured seagull." He went in with a bird cage covered with cloth, greeted the nurse, and went straight to the third floor.

The nurse pointed the way: "The doctor is on the third floor."

The third floor belongs to the pet doctor's territory. The nurse would not go up there unless necessary. He stepped on the stairs all the way up and pushed open the frosted glass door.

He said.

"Doctor Simon, please help me check this bird."

"What bird? Take it out so I can see it." The man in the white coat inside quickly stood up and closed the door, isolating the sound of their conversation outside the anti-eavesdropping glass door.

After Evan made sure that no one outside could hear it, he put the bird cage he brought next to him and lowered his voice and quickly said: "Wang Ye contacted us."

Simon, that is, Mo Xi, immediately walked over and pulled open the black cloth on the bird cage, and took a look at the flying bird trained to transmit information inside.

He didn't turn around and asked: "What did Wang Ye say."

"He asked us to find out the whereabouts of Eleanor, the heir of the Irene family, and determine whether she is dead or alive. If she needs help, Wang Ye asked us to do our best."