American Scandal King

Chapter 46 Right Eye Upgrade
Outside the hospital, Gaskell waited anxiously.

Until he saw his wife coming out, Gaskell hurried to meet her.

Lena threw herself into his arms, kissed her husband, tears welling up in her eyes: "It was Ian who saved me. He saved me again."

"I know, honey, how is he now?" Gaskell asked.

Lianna didn't say anything, just looked back.

Ian came out with his arm around Letho's shoulder.

Several hospital security guards were about to come over to restrain him, but Ian quickly snatched the gun from Gaskell and pointed at the security guards: "Everyone, get back! He's already put down his weapon, you can't arrest him!"

A security guard said: "You have no right..."

boom!
Ian hit the man on the head with the butt of his gun and pointed the gun at his face: "If you have the guts, you should say this before I rescue him, instead of trying to be a hero now!"

A doctor yelled, "We've called the police!"

Ian frowned, and Leso's expression changed drastically: "I don't want to go to jail, you promised me, Ian Karl!"

Lian Na also said anxiously: "Gaskell, don't let him go to jail. Ian promised him something and he doesn't want to break his promise!"

Gaskell looked meaningfully at Lena, then at Ian, and nodded. "Well, since you don't want this, forget it. Don't worry, I'll take care of the police. But Mr. Leso, you can't just leave like that. You have to go to the police station. I'll talk to Elek and ask the hospital not to prosecute you."

Leso looked at Ian, who smiled. "If Elek doesn't listen... I filmed everything! I'll expose this publicly. He can't afford this kind of reputational damage!"

Leso looked at Ian gratefully: "Okay!"

A few minutes later, the police took Leso away.

After confirming again that Ian didn't want Letho to go to jail, Gaskell went to talk to Elek.

Not long after, Gaskell came out and said, "He agreed. The police can release him on bail."

"That's great! Thank you!" Ian gave Gaskell a hug.

Gaskell smiled and said, "I should thank you. In less than 24 hours, you've saved us twice."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Gaskell then took Ian to see Dr. Elek.

This was a guy with a big fat face who looked kind and benevolent. He expressed his deep sorrow over what happened to Letho.

The medical ethics of American doctors is inversely proportional to their medical attitude - even the most unscrupulous doctor has a considerate heart for service.

They are not in the medical industry, but in the humanistic care and funeral service industry!

Ian had seen many beastly guys before, so he didn't care. He just silently memorized the location of his room and where the medical records were kept.

Originally, Ian planned to report this incident as news, but in order to rescue Leso, in exchange, Ian deleted the contents of the camera in front of Dr. Elek.

After doing this, Gaskell said he had some things to take care of, and Ian left alone.

Back at the hotel, Ian first read the report.

Last night's hotel shooting is still fermenting, and the sales of the Pioneer Newspaper are also rising steadily.

This made Ian very satisfied.

Pick up the mirror and look at yourself in your right eye.

The number of transmission points has reached 999.

Finally, after a moment, it jumped up.

1000/1000.

As this number appeared, Ian saw the number suddenly change to 0/8000.

Fake!

Is the experience gain so high?
At the same time, Ian saw some strange threads of light beginning to appear in his right eye.

"It even has whiplash?" Ian was surprised.

what's the effect?
Ian tried to use all his eyesight and felt as if there were countless threads connecting him all around.

Using these threads, he watched them fly out, through the windows, and catch the blades of grass in the yard.

As Ian gently pulled it, the grass blade slowly bent.

"Wow." Ian was stunned.

So my right eye has evolved to the point where it can touch objects?

And... you can touch it as long as you see it.

Ian noticed that the silk thread passed through the glass and trapped the grass leaves, which means that the silk thread itself has the ability to penetrate and decide what object to affect according to his will.

He tried to control some invisible threads to hook onto a small tree not far away, and the small tree began to bend slowly.

really!

Doesn't this mean that I have the ability to manipulate objects?
Ian was just getting excited when he saw the thread snap, and at the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his right eye. "Fuck!"

He covered his eyes and cursed, tears streaming down his face.

The broken thread was not strong enough and the feeling of it breaking was like someone stabbing him in the eye.

After waiting for a long time, Ian's eyes finally stopped hurting.

He tried again, and after experiencing several more broken threads and being in so much pain that he almost cried, he finally confirmed that he could release about a hundred invisible threads at a time. However, each invisible thread had a controllability of only about 50 grams. If the force exceeded this, the thread would break, causing severe pain in the eyes and even decreased vision.

In addition, the silk threads can be combined to control up to 5000 grams, or 5 kilograms, but if they break collectively, you might go blind.

In addition, the silk thread cannot affect living organisms.

Damaged eyesight can be gradually restored during promotion, but it is hard to say if one becomes blind directly - Ian does not intend to try this answer.

"When they work together, they can manipulate objects weighing 5 kilograms, which is enough. At least we can put micro cameras there in the future." Ian said to himself.

Ian’s biggest headache has always been how to place the micro camera into the target area, but now the silk thread has solved most of the problems.

He tried to use perspective again, but found that the effect of perspective did not improve.

In other words, after the eyes are upgraded, the effect of the original skills is not improved, but new abilities are developed. So the current perspective ability is the upper limit?

This made Ian a little disappointed.

Although the fatigue from perspective is much better now than before, it still can't last too long.

At dusk, after dinner, Ian walked out of the room and was about to take a walk in the yard, but saw that Gaskell had returned.

He sat on a lounge chair in the yard, his face gloomy and uncertain.

Ian walked over, sat down next to Gaskell, poured him a glass of wine, and said, "Are you back? Where's Lena?"

Gaskell said, "She's sleeping. What happened yesterday scared her. She didn't sleep well last night, and then she encountered this today. She needs to rest."

"You don't look well either," Ian said.

Gaskell's expression was indeed somewhat grim.

Gaskell smiled bitterly: "It has nothing to do with my lack of sleep. I just ran into some troubles and I'm a little upset."

"Can you tell me about it? It would be nice to have someone to share it with." Ian said.

Gaskell nodded. "Of course, but you'd better not report it."

Ian smiled: "I can't guarantee that."

Gaskell: “…”

He finally said it.

As Gaskell explained, just as Ian knew, Gaskell was going to Auckland Paint Company to meet Chairman Ivison.

Although Iverson performed fine, the experienced Gaskell still found that Iverson was in poor physical condition.

This means that the rumors that he has cancer and it is in the late stage may be true.

Gaskell sighed, "He's wearing a wig, I'm sure of that, but it's a pity I can't get him to pull out his hair and show it to me."

Ian asked, "How long do you think he'll have?"

Gaskell shook his head. "I'm not a doctor, and Elek won't tell me, but if it's true, he won't have much longer."

“When is the loan due?”

"There's still half a year."

Ian asked, "Can I take it back early?"

Gaskell spread his hands. "Theoretically, it's possible, but it's difficult. Early withdrawal requires a legitimate reason, and Ivison's condition doesn't fall under that requirement. The only thing I can do is sell all my shares promptly, but that's not much."

"What about short selling?" Ian asked back.

Gaskell laughed and said, "You have to show him his medical certificate to prove that he does have cancer, otherwise he can sue you."

This kind of operation is not something that people can't think of, but something that they can't do.

Ian thought about it seriously and said, "I can help you."

"Huh?" Gaskell looked at Ian in surprise.

Ian smiled slightly: "In two days at most, I can help you find evidence."

Gaskell was stunned. "You're a reporter, not an agent. Even an agent wouldn't be able to do something like this!"

Ian laughed and said, "Even an agent might not be able to shoot four gangsters through a door."

With the invisible thread, Ian has gained privacy more conveniently and is now full of confidence.

(End of this chapter)