465 The Father of Prohormone (1/2)
On the plane back to Los Angeles, Aylwin and Alexander were seated together.
”Justin, did you hear that the national team asked us to provide our blood samples?” asked Aylwin.
”Yes, I've been informed.” Alexander nodded. ”I've heard that they are going to make personal biological information files for athletes, so they have to collect blood samples for that.”
”What the hell is a 'personal biological information file'? I have been in the national team for several years, and I've been to the Olympics three times, but I've never heard of it,” said Aylwin.
”I was confused too, so I called the staff who are taking charge of it and they told me that they made it with the aim to keep us safe. They seem to be worried about kidnappings or terrorists during the Olympics.” Alexander shrugged.
”We're just athletes, not politicians. Terrorists won't bother us!” Aylwin complained.
”That's not necessarily true. This Olympics is being held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, where the security isn't good. So we Americans are just like walking wallets there.” When Alexander said this, he stopped and looked at Aylwin with a smile. ”Especially you, you are the world's top sports star. If I were a terrorist, I would kidnap you!”
”If someone kidnaps me, I'll run. No one can surpass me within four hundred meters,” Aylwin joked.
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”I made an excuse to get the blood samples of Jimmy Aylwin, Justin Alexander, and Shawn Ford. And I've asked very reliable people to send the samples to you, so please be ready to receive them,” Sebastian's voice came over the phone.
”I see. I'll ask someone to follow up,” Franklin said.
Sebastian asked, ”What should we do if we can't find anything in his blood sample?”
”If we can't find any problems in his blood sample, we can do something else. I'm waiting for the investigation's results,” said Franklin.
”Is there any progress from the private investigation company?” Sebastian asked eagerly.
”Nothing. They even sent someone to pretend to be customers in Dai Li's training center, but they still found out nothing.” Franklin sighed and continued, ”You're now the head coach of the national team, so can you use your authority to help us.”
”I see. There will be an assembly for training two days from now, and I will try to ask them some questions. Hopefully I can get some information.” When Sebastian said this, he heard a knock at the door.
”Someone has come to visit me, so I need to go. Please let me know if you have any news.” Sebastian hung up the phone eagerly.
The creation of personal biological information was an excuse, Sebastian just wanted to get the blood samples of Aylwin, Alexander, and Ford. As the head coach of the US team, Sebastian had the authority to do this.
In front of Franklin sat a man in his 60s with a long face and deep-set eye sockets. But the most obvious feature was his big aquiline nose, which resembled the nose of Penguin in a Batman movie.
When Sebastian talked with Franklin on the phone, it was obvious that he didn't know there was someone else in Franklin's room. If he had known, he would never have talked to Franklin, because they were talking about something that couldn't be overheard by others.
The only reason that Franklin let the man remain in the room was because the man was already an insider.
When Franklin put down the phone, and he immediately explained to the man, ”That was a call from Sebastian. He has the blood sample, and it can be delivered today.”
”As soon as the blood sample arrives, we can test it at once. I hope we can find some clues,” the man with the aquiline nose said.
”I'll try to. But I couldn't find any problems in their urine samples, so I'm worried that we might not be able to find any problems in their blood samples either,” said Franklin.
”Don't worry, just go ahead and do your job. And please remind the research firm not to stop their work; it might be crucial for finding other clues. I still have plan B,” the aquiline nose said.
”As you wish, Mr. Blecher,” Franklin answered.