"...Alright, I understand."
After a long pause, Jack Woods finally hung up the phone.
"What's going on?"
Alexander Johnson knew something was up just by looking at him.
"Young Mister Johnson, something happened. The doctoral advisor accompanying Lucas Hughes has been found, but they're said to be dead."
Jack Woods spoke cautiously.
"..."
After he finished speaking, Alexander Johnson didn't say another word.
Seeing Alexander's expression, Jack Woods added, "Young Mister Johnson, even if the person is dead, it doesn't matter. I believe that Miss Simpson's illness can still be treated. After all, it's just a medication. There are many people worldwide studying this medication; it can't be just one person who can solve it."
"Hmm." Alexander Johnson nodded slightly, acknowledging.
Indeed, there are many people worldwide researching this medication, and many who can solve it.
But finding someone in a short amount of time is very rare.
