"Additionally, through Mike Smith's financial accounts, I found he had frequent financial transactions with a private clinic called XX. Go take a look there. You might find something useful."
"Thank you, Daisy. If there's any new information, let me know right away."
"Got it, Detective Dean!"
The phone call ended.
Harry immediately said, "Dean, I know that private clinic. It's a famous underground clinic in Los Angeles, often treating gang members for gunshot wounds and other tricky injuries. Aside from not being cheap, it has a good reputation in the underworld!"
"Good, you drive and lead the way!"
The two bid farewell to Holz and left once more.
「Meanwhile.」
At Mike Smith's villa, Ona was patiently feeding Little Mike.
Little Mike was still concentrating intently on the oversized book in his hands, but now he rhythmically opened his mouth, waiting for Ona to feed him.
After eating, as usual, Ona prepared to go downstairs.
