I Have A Dual World Seal

"Who are you guys!?" The assistant struggled to hold back panic and shouted.

The old man didn’t even glance at the assistant, smiling slightly at Zhao Xiaodao while raising his hand and gesturing lightly behind him.

Then, two guns appeared, pointing their muzzles at them.

"Ah!!!"

The assistant screamed in shock.

The next moment, two other men stepped forward and snatched the bag from the assistant’s hands.

Zhao Xiaodao’s face darkened, as her phone was in the assistant’s bag. After filming the commercial, she felt tired and hadn’t bothered to ask for it.

She swore that if she survived today, she would keep her phone on her at all times, and every new place she visited, she would send her location in the group chat with Lu Zheng and set Lu Zheng’s phone number as her emergency contact.

"This way." The old man reached out invitingly, "Need any help?"

"Sister Xiaodao!" The assistant instinctively clung to Zhao Xiaodao.

"No, thanks."

Zhao Xiaodao worked to calm her emotions, took a deep breath, then steadied her gaze, turned, patted the assistant’s arm, and continued slowly onward.

Then, she arrived at the second-floor reception room of the estate’s main building and met the estate owner.

The estate owner was also an elderly man in his sixties, with ash-brown hair, deep-set eyes, and a gentle demeanor, like a noble gentleman from TV, hard to imagine involved in kidnapping.

"Miss Zhao, it’s a pleasure to meet you, I am Morris." The old man casually introduced himself, then gestured to the seat opposite, "Please sit."

Zhao Xiaodao sat down without ceremony, "Why kidnap me?"

Zhao Xiaodao got straight to the point; even if she wanted to stall, she had to understand Morris’s intentions in kidnapping her.

If it’s money he wants, she could give him Lu Zheng’s phone number.

If it’s her life he wants, she might attempt a last call before she dies.

"Miss Zhao is much braver than many celebrities I’ve met, no wonder she can unleash her potential between life and death and kill five thugs."

Morris praised her, yet displayed no fear.

Because at the moment, there were a total of eight people standing in the reception room, with four of them carrying MP5s, faintly aiming at Zhao Xiaodao.

Although she appeared gentle and fragile, weighing less than one hundred pounds, anyone who saw Zhao Xiaodao’s video of fighting off five would never underrate her.

Seeing Zhao Xiaodao glancing around without speaking, Morris smiled and said, "But this isn’t the first time Miss Zhao has been kidnapped, so why the rush?"

Zhao Xiaodao’s eyes narrowed immediately, "You’re part of the organ trafficking syndicate!"

She should have realized sooner; who else would kidnap her besides organ traffickers?

But...

According to Lin Wan’s deductions, organ traffickers just wanted money and hoped she’d be fine so the heat would die down quickly. They shouldn’t be causing trouble for her, right?

Could Lin Wan have analyzed it incorrectly?

"I’m not part of the organ trafficking syndicate."

Morris gestured dismissively, "My ventures don’t touch the biomedical domain."

"What?" Zhao Xiaodao looked up, unexpectedly puzzled, "Then why kidnap me?"

"I have a child." Morris suddenly shifted the topic.

Zhao Xiaodao: ???

Morris seemed oblivious to Zhao Xiaodao’s surprise, continuing, "I had the child at fifty-five."

"He’s very smart and quite adorable, looks very much like me." Morris said.

Zhao Xiaodao blinked, full of questions, but at the moment could only keep listening.

"Every summer, I take him to soak up the Mediterranean sun, and every winter, I take him to Australia for diving."

Morris spoke calmly, "Even when he was very young, I’d established a trust fund; everything of mine is his."

Zhao Xiaodao had already guessed what comes next.

"However, genius is often ill-fated; last year, one day, he suddenly fainted."

Morris’s voice deepened, "It was then they found he had a deeply hidden congenital heart condition."

"He was only ten, and his blood type is exceptionally rare." Morris explained, "It took me a long time, but I finally found a child in Southeast Asia who could match his heart."

Zhao Xiaodao suddenly looked up, "You killed that child?"

"I’m merely a client of the organ trafficking syndicate."

Morris also looked up sharply, "It was the organ traffickers who killed that child."

"But..."

Morris stared at Zhao Xiaodao, eyes filled with somberness, saying lightly, "To provide a heart for my child is an honor.

In another sense, he also becomes my child, able to enjoy all the privileges of the upper class, isn’t that his fortune?"

Zhao Xiaodao clenched her teeth.

She’s of humble origin, but would rather live an ordinary life than enjoy such an honor and fortune.

She believed that no ordinary person would desire such honor or fortune.

"It was the police who assaulted the organ trafficking syndicate’s base." Zhao Xiaodao stated.

Now she viewed Morris like a demon, but preserving her life was paramount, first extricate herself from blame.

"Police stormed the place and seized my son’s heart." Morris stated, having already claimed that heart as his son’s.

"Then the organ traffickers kidnapped you, wanting to trade your life for my son’s heart." Morris explained.

Zhao Xiaodao was hearing this for the first time.

Back then, the leader spoke on the phone using the local language, which Zhao Xiaodao couldn’t understand; the police wouldn’t disclose irrelevant case details afterward.

Of course, even if Zhao Xiaodao knew, she would never have thought this matter could implicate her.

"Originally, the police were ready to compromise; compared to a heart, a Hua Country celebrity like you is slightly more significant."

Morris said, "But just when my son was about to get a new life, you disrupted everything."

Morris’s cheek muscles twitched, speaking harshly, "Did you know? You disrupted everything. Why couldn’t you just stay put, why did you have to resist?"

Morris leaned forward, emotionally charged, "Why did you have to kill my son?"

Zhao Xiaodao was dumbfounded, I killed your son?

Those thugs were already set on killing; if they didn’t resist, they’d just await execution?

But considering Morris’s recent words, it’s not really a surprise.

Zhao Xiaodao bit her lip, her eyes shifted, tentatively saying, "Isn’t your true adversary those local officers?

If they hadn’t raided the organ trafficking syndicate’s base, I wouldn’t have ended up in this mess!"

Morris abruptly fell into calmness, leaning back on the sofa, speaking softly, "The local police leader is already dead."

Zhao Xiaodao’s eyes shifted again, "Then there’s the syndicate people, if only they were more cautious, couldn’t..."

"Do I need your guidance on how to conduct my business?" Morris frowned, speaking coldly.