Invisible Security Guard-Chapter 73 His Name is Yusuf Zuck

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73: Chapter 73: His Name is Yusuf Zuck

73 -73: His Name is Yusuf Zuck

Jerome Hart went offline, and before doing so, he told Yusuf Zuck to take good care of Ruth Wilcox, claiming that he would visit the capital in a few days.

After Jerome Hart went offline, Yusuf Zuck became very interested in studying the acupoint chart that Jerome Hart had sent over.

This Silver Needle acupuncture really is one of the Mysterious Techniques.

With just three needles, Ruth Wilcox actually wet herself and even fell asleep, no longer causing trouble.

It was truly miraculous.

He had always known that Chinese medicine was profound, but he had never imagined it could be this miraculous.

“Eh?

This is the Conception Vessel Acupoint?” As he was looking at the acupoint chart, he suddenly saw the location of the Conception Vessel Acupoint, and that place was indeed a bit…

too that, no wonder Jerome Hart had not finished speaking.

“Hmm, when I have time in the future, I must learn acupuncture,” Yusuf Zuck decided.

Whenever he had time, he was going to study acupuncture.

If there was anything he didn’t understand, he could ask Jerome Hart.

Mastering acupuncture would be like having a skill in hand.

Meanwhile, as Yusuf Zuck was taking care of Ruth Wilcox in the hotel, outside the emergency room at Shanghai’s 411 hospital a large group of people had gathered, including police and military personnel.

Outside the emergency room, a middle-aged woman dressed like a wealthy lady was crying softly while a group of women carefully tried to comfort her.

Knox Nash was also at the scene, but at that moment, his scalp was tingling.

He had not expected the situation to get so out of hand, and even less had he expected his perverse older brother to be beaten so badly.

The doctors inside said his manhood was smashed!

It was needless to guess, this was done by Ruth Wilcox’s driver, but Ruth Wilcox’s driver was too ruthless, wasn’t he?

The Nash family was now in turmoil; although the Family Head had not appeared, Kevin Nash had arrived.

Kevin Nash, Tyler Nash’s biological father and the current chairman of Parker, held real power.

He was the second-generation Family Head of the Nash family, controlling everything, orchestrating everything.

His resources were limitless, and he had extensive connections in all Three Realms of politics, business, and the military.

“Big brother, rest assured, we are already looking for him,” said a man named ‘Xiao Jun’, Kevin Nash’s brother-in-law, a professional soldier with the rank of colonel.

However, he wasn’t in his military uniform today, just in casual dress, while those in military uniforms were his drivers, as well as several deputy directors from the hospital.

“Yes, Director Nash, don’t worry.

The municipal committee and government are taking this very seriously.

Secretary General Qin just called to ask how the person was doing,” said another person wearing a police uniform of a police supervisor rank, presumably holding a high position, possibly at the bureau level.

“Thank you.

Just handle the case normally; there’s no need for special treatment.

Also, the people here can be dismissed now; it’s best not to let this get any bigger,” said Kevin Nash, who was clearly sensible.

Although in the rumors he was described as overbearing and tough, he was actually very cunning.

He didn’t want any special treatment precisely because he didn’t want media involvement, he didn’t want the news media to find out.

Such matters should be dealt with quietly by the police, without drawing attention.

Besides, with the current societal resentment towards the wealthy, this would be big news if it spread, and it could have a negative impact on their business.

“Alright, then we won’t disturb Director Nash any longer,” the high-ranking police supervisor praised Kevin Nash for how he handled things, understanding that the more low-profile the Nashes were, the better it would be for their case.

He shook hands with Kevin Nash and then left with the police force.

“Da Jun, you should leave too.

It’s not good for you to be here; remember the impact,” Kevin Nash signaled for Xiao Jun to leave as well.

“Okay,” Xiao Jun nodded gravely and turned to leave.

As soon as Xiao Jun was gone, Kevin Nash’s walking stick heavily hit the ground.

He had a physical ailment, and he depended on his walking stick to get around.

“I want him dead!” Kevin Nash whispered through gritted teeth.

“Yes,” a small elderly man in a Tang suit nodded and then turned to go downstairs.

He didn’t ask further because he knew what to do.

In the hotel room, Yusuf Zuck had forced Ruth Wilcox to drink four bottles of water, and the entire room was now reeking of urine.

It was so bad that even the space under the bed had become a small ocean.

Yusuf Zuck was extremely busy; he had to keep forcing water on her while also wiping the floor and even cleaning her body because she was covered in it too.

Of course, during this time, he had also booked another room, for he planned to move Ruth Wilcox there after he had finished administering the acupuncture.

The current room was simply uninhabitable, and he couldn’t let Ruth Wilcox know about everything that had happened this evening.

“Hmm?

They’re here?

That was quick.” As he wiped the floor yet again and stood by the window to smoke, he suddenly saw several police cars with flashing lights pulled up on the street opposite, and a crowd of officers quickly disembarked, surrounding his Audi A6.

Yusuf Zuck took a deep breath, finding it perfectly normal for the police to find the car so quickly since it was a rental, and high-end cars like this one were equipped with GPS tracking.

Rental companies probably had means to locate their vehicles, and with the police involved, the efficiency of the operation was much faster.

Yusuf Zuck let the curtain fall back into place and turned to glance at Ruth Wilcox, a strange sense of reluctance appearing in his eyes because he knew it wouldn’t be long before the police would be knocking on the door.

He couldn’t and wouldn’t run.

If he did, he would be branded as a fugitive, so he could only wait.

Of course, he was also curious about what sort of expression would cross Kevin Nash’s face, that old man’s face, once the Nash family learned of his true identity.

Yusuf Zuck smirked coldly, not feeling the slightest bit afraid.

“Well, time’s up.

If they haven’t found me yet, I will turn myself in!” Yusuf Zuck walked over to the bed, gently removed the three silver needles, then quickly began gathering Ruth Wilcox’s clothes and bag, along with his cash suitcase.

He hadn’t managed to bring the jade artifacts he purchased, but the cash was with him.

After hurriedly helping Ruth Wilcox get dressed, he picked her up and walked out of the room.

Five minutes later, Yusuf Zuck walked downstairs, strolled across the street, and approached one of the police cars.

There was a driver inside, smoking a cigarette, and Yusuf Zuck tapped gently on the car window.

As the window rolled down, the puzzled driver asked, “Comrade, what can I do for you?”

“You’re looking for me, right?

I am the owner of that car…” Yusuf Zuck pointed to the A6 in the parking lot.

“Ah—uh, Wang team, Wang team, the guy’s turned himself in.” The driver immediately called out on the radio, and also quickly got out of the car to approach Yusuf Zuck.

Yusuf Zuck then raised his hands and laid them on the car, while the driver searched him and then handcuffed his hands behind his back, whispering, “Kid, you’re in big trouble.”

“I know,” Yusuf Zuck nodded.

“Swoosh—” A group of people ran over, one of them in plain clothes got to Yusuf Zuck and the driver first, and immediately asked, “What’s your name?

Where are you from?”

“Yusuf Zuck, from Shandong.”

The man in plain clothes took a deep breath, “It’s the right person, take him, get in the car!”

As Yusuf Zuck was taken to the police car and driven to the station, Kevin Nash at the 411 Hospital received a call from the elderly man in the Tang suit, “Sir, the person has surrendered himself and his identity has been confirmed.

He is a Shandong man named Yusuf Zuck!”

“Shandong man, Yusuf Zuck?” Hearing these words, Kevin Nash’s eyebrows shot up.

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