Abigail’s Second Life

"Ms. Quinn, Larry's gene mutation issue is about to be solved. I plan to implement the plan in the next two days." Martin eagerly shared his plan with Abigail during dinner. Abigail hummed and glanced at Andrew. "You should ask his opinion."

Actually, Simond hadn't replied to her yet. However, she had been dragging for almost a week. Previously, she used Larry as an excuse, but Martin had been working overtime to resolve Larry's genetic issue to put her mind at ease.

Now that Larry's genes had completely stabilized, Abigail couldn't use that excuse to stop him anymore. She feared Martin would see through her intentions. "These two days? Won't it be too rushed?" Andrew didn't object. He simply felt that these two days weren't enough for them to be well-prepared for the escape. Most importantly, they didn't have anything on hand except for medicine.

The people guarding outside could use guns, whereas they didn't even know how to use one.

Martin shook his head. "No. I've been preparing since a week ago. Although we don't know how to use guns, we know how to use medicine."

He seemed confident in the drugs he had researched.

In the past few days, Abigail had also learned that he had made a lot of toxic sprays.

But sprays are only effective at close range. Those people outside, on the other hand, have firearms. Won't it be like throwing straws against the wind?

I had been thinking for a week, but I still couldn't figure out why Martin wanted to do this.

Abigail remained silent, and so was Andrew.

Upon realizing this, Martin couldn't help but feel a little angry. "Just say whatever you want to say. Feel free to speak up if you have any ideas or opinions."

"Dad, do you know what firearms are?" Andrew asked Martin with a serious demeanor.

Of course, Martin knew what they were. Still, he stubbornly replied, "We can just knock out the guards at the door, can't we? They will also sleep at night. We can silently make them unconscious, so problems are solved, right?"

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money in your research work every year. Do you think he would only assign a few people to guard the

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you suggest we do?" Martin's excitement slowly cooled

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shot, Abigail messaged

'How did it go?'

indeed a group of armed surveillance personnel in the shadows. It's best if you don't make any

A sniper...

to take on a

'Alright.'

phone away and went upstairs to

wanted to leave this place, I had someone slightly check our situation. According to the informant, there's a sniper secretly watching us. If you insist on

Andrew, Martin naturally wouldn't act