One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 645 Where the Hell are You

Violet lowered her head, bent her legs, both arms hugged her legs, and buried her head in her knees,

her whole body falling into endless panic and bewilderment.

Ivan definitely wouldn't let her go, and the probability of her having to escape was small to almost none.

And Ivan would certainly lock the door to her room from time to time, not allowing her to have access to

anything that could connect with the outside world.

Which meant that if she had been unable to run away, had been unable to contact the outside world,

she would have to remain locked up here, on this island surrounded by sea on all sides.

And Ivan even asked her to think about it, to consider whether she should be with him, and if she

refused, would Ivan get mad at her and then forced her?

When she thought of how crazy Ivan looked at herself just now, Violet couldn't help but shiver.

She was pretty sure that Ivan would.

Once he loses his patience, he's sure to force her, can she resist?

Thinking of this, Violet felt cold, not knowing what to do, and in her heart, she could only silently pray

that Stanley would find her sooner.

......

Stanley went to the military of a certain country and made a deal with the military to contact the military

of the other country the plane was flying to.

That country doesn't have satellites to detect where the planes ended up flying with satellite

surveillance, but as a country that has planes flying within its own national airspace, it certainly does

monitor them.

As long as the military of this country is in contact with the military of that country, it might be a little

better to find it.

Meanwhile, Calvin hasn't been idle and has been studying the surveillance intercepted pictures of the

plane. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Although the fuselage of the plane is hidden with a lot of markings and information, there will always be

other information left behind.

Sure enough, Calvin then found a graphic symbol on top of a plane.

Using his hacking skills, Calvin quickly found out what the logo of the graphic represented, which was

the logo of the manufacturer of the aircraft propeller.

After learning this, Calvin excitedly called Stanley, "Daddy, I have some clues here."

Stanley said sorry to the man in uniform across the room, then took out his phone and put it to his ear,

"What's it?"

"I found the manufacturer of the propeller on the fuselage of the plane, and if we go to this

manufacturer, we can find out exactly which fuselage manufacturer this manufacturer is working with."

An aircraft, which cannot be done by one factory, because of the different parts of each part, then many

manufacturers need to work together to assemble a plane.

So the plant department that makes the propellers, and the plant department that makes the fuselage

or other systems of the aircraft, would definitely be connected.

Stanley obviously thought this through as well, a flash of excitement in his eyes, and he immediately

stood up, "Calvin you did a good job, I'll be right back and take a trip to the manufacturer of the

propeller."

"Okay." Calvin nodded.

The call hung up and Stanley looked at the uniformed man who stood up, "Excuse me, I have some

clues on my side, I must go first, I can't delay, the more I delay, the more dangerous my wife will be."

"I understand, Mr. Murphy, don't worry, our military has already contacted the military of N.z., their air

force is verifying the private planes that entered the airspace range in the past two days. I believe we

will have news soon." The uniformed man extended his hand towards Stanley.

Stanley shook it, "Many thanks, goodbye!"

After withdrawing his hand, he turned and strutted away.

The manufacturer of the plane was not in this country, but in Germany, so Stanley rushed to Germany

without stopping.

But this country is almost a seven-hour plane ride to Germany.

Stanley was afraid that he wouldn't be able to communicate with the outside world on the plane, and

had asked Calvin to get a real-time calling program for his computer.

Sure enough, while Stanley was on the plane, he received a message from the military that the N.z.

had locked down the plane that took Violet.

He was told by the military of the N.z. that the plane had left the territorial limits of the N.z. and was

heading towards the territorial waters.

And that plane, at that time, had flown a very long distance from this country to the N.z., and it kept

going to the middle of the ocean.

But even if it flew towards the sea, it definitely wouldn't be able to fly very far, so the news from the N.z.

military was that the plane, most likely, stopped at some island in the sea at that time.

There are a lot of small islands in that ocean, and those small islands have been bought by rich people,

so the N.z. military suggested that Stanley should find out who bought those islands, and maybe there

are some clues.

All in all, the military of the N.z. believes that the plane cannot fly out of that ocean and can only stop at

some island in the middle of the ocean.

Of course, this speculation was true, but what Stanley feared was that the plane would stop at some

island that night, but after it was maintained, it departed again.

But no matter what, those islands, he still had to check them out.

Thinking, Stanley video contacted Fraser.

"Mr. Murphy." A weary face of Fraser appeared on the screen.

Stanley knew that no one had rested properly these days in order to find Violet.

He felt guilty, but now that Violet hadn't been found yet, he couldn't make them stop even if he felt

guilty.

When he finds Violet, he'll do his best to make it up to them.

"Check all the islands within the waters of the N.z., whether they're manned or unmanned, and

summarize them." Stanley pinched the bridge of his nose and said in a deep voice.

Fraser's eyes widened, “Mr. Murphy, you are suspecting that Mrs. Murphy is on some island?"

"The military side gave a clue that this is the case, but we still have to confirm it, and I can't stop on my

side, we also have to continue to lock on to that plane's location." Stanley said in a deep voice.

Fraser nodded, "I know, I'm going to do it, but ......"

"'But what?" Stanley narrowed his eyes.

Fraser sighed, "It's like this, because that sea is very wide, and the center of the sea is covered with

mist all year round, it's easy to lose direction, so currently the world map is not even marked out the

islands completely, because there are some that satellites can't even find, so even if I did a summary,

there might be omissions."

Hearing these words, Stanley's brows knitted deeply.

Soon, though, he stretched again and said, "I got it, go ahead and summarize, follow up."

"Okay."

The video ended, and Stanley turned off his computer, closing his eyes tiredly.

Violet, where the hell are you?

Violet was still sitting on the floor when there was a knock on the door of the room behind her and

came the voice of the maid, "Madam, it's time to go downstairs for dinner."

Violet's body moved and finally she raised her head, her eyes flushed with redness, obviously having

cried.

For herself to be alone on this isolated island, and to face Ivan's coercion, and Ivy's backstabbing, how

could she not be afraid and scared in her heart?

She was always a weak woman, and it was hard not to shed tears when things like this happened.

"No, I'm not eating!" Violet stood up, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said with a slightly hoarse

voice.

The maid did not give up, "Sir said that if you don't eat, he will come up himself."

"What?" Violet's face paled.

Ivan actually said that!