"A Shandong man, Yusuf Zuck?" Hearing these words, Kevin Nash's eyebrows in the hospital shot up abruptly.
"Is it him?" Kevin's face became complicated.
The man in the Tang suit thought for a moment and said, "It's not finally confirmed, but I don't think... it's such a coincidence!"
"Repeat everything you know about this Yusuf Zuck," Kevin commanded, walking to the side of the corridor, his voice growing deeper.
"According to the information from the police, this Yusuf Zuck is the driver for Ruth Wilcox, the president of the Fengdu Group. He came to Fengdu more than a month ago, first starting as a security guard and then for some reason later became the president's driver."
"More than a month ago…" Kevin Nash took a deep breath, "Then it's him."
"Yes, it should be, otherwise he wouldn't have struck so viciously," the man in the Tang suit replied.
Kevin Nash was silent, and the man in the Tang suit didn't speak either. The phone call fell into a brief quiet.
