Alexander nodded and briskly walked toward the car without hesitation.

...

Mike had been standing in a small grove for quite some time and was getting impatient. He still had not seen even a sign of Alexander.

He was anxious about the disgusting, foul-smelling corpse lying before him, even though he had already stuffed it in a sack. He could still smell the putrid and vile odor seeping through the fabric.

He never imagined his entire life devoted to the fragrance industry to lead him to such a task. As he grew increasingly impatient and considered calling Alexander again, he noticed headlights approaching from a distance.

Mike squinted and instinctively thought it must be Alexander. The former's furrowed brows finally relaxed as he waved toward the oncoming vehicle.

However, he sensed something was off as the car approached.

'That doesn't feel right! It's practically a convoy, and the vehicles are attracting attention. Shouldn't this operation be secretive?'

Mike felt suspicious and got the urge to flee. However, he quickly realized they were already too close, making running unwise. Besides, he doubted he could escape.

With those thoughts in mind, he stood, arms akimbo, ready to face whatever came his way. As he watched the vehicles approaching, one of them braked and stopped. Then a group of people exited the vehicle.

To be precise, it was a group of people in professional attire. They looked like doctors, but not quite. They seemed to be members of the military, yet not exactly.

The leader was not wearing a white coat but instead a pair of glasses. His clothes were neatly pressed, too. He approached Mike, scanned him from head to toe, and politely addressed the man before him, "Mr. Corden?"

Mike nodded blankly. "Yes, that's me."

"My surname is Blanc. I can't disclose my identity, but Alexander asked me to find you." Dr. Blanc extended his hand and displayed a courteous demeanor.

Mike let down his guard and shook Dr. Blanc's hand. The former asked curiously, "Has he informed you about the situation?"

"Yes." Dr. Blanc nodded. "Please believe that we're professionals and will handle this matter properly."

"But..." Mike still had some concerns as he watched the team begin to move the sack. "There might be a hazardous virus present. Are you sure you can handle it?"

Dr. Blanc nodded and repeated, "We are professionals."

Mike hesitated momentarily. He looked at Dr. Blanc, the people around him, and the equipment stored in the vehicles. Mike could do nothing, regardless of his worries. After all, he could not take the body with him.

"Well then, thank you for your help," he said as he turned to walk to his car.

However, someone grabbed his shoulder as he took his first step. "I'm sorry, Mr. Corden, but I'm afraid you can't leave."

"What?!" Mike exclaimed and turned around in surprise. "What are you planning to do?"

"You know why. You can't leave because you're possibly carrying the virus," Dr. Blanc apologized with a smile, "You must come with us."

Mike widened his eyes. "I'm fine! I would know if I got infected! I have something important to do. I can't go with you!"

He never expected to end up getting caught in this situation alone.

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