Her gaze was fixed on the direction of the distant city in North America, which was thousands of miles from her.

An explosion had rocked that city, precisely where Summer resided.

As soon as the nearby devices reacted, he boarded a helicopter with K, bound directly for the headquarters.

Beck and Abner sat in a car seven hundred meters away, watching red dots scatter in all directions on their computer.

These were the IP addresses, presumably associated with BK members, intercepted in the vicinity within a short time.

The BK organization had once appeared in North America, known by a very few; it wasn't as mysterious as the research base.

Thanks to Walter and Abner's information network, pinning down K's whereabouts wasn't too tricky.

K had erred in appearing outside Forbidden Island, thereby exposing his whereabouts. All it took was keeping an eye on him from

there.

However, K, ever cunning, eschewed returning to BK's headquarters, opting instead for this city.

This was the city where the Grand Elder and Christ had sought retirement, where Summer lived as well, with part of BK's power

scattered here mainly to secure the two elders.

When Abner's forces bombed this place, destroying Summer's residence, they also demolished where the Grand Elder and Christ

stayed.

Christ had been moved by Summer, and now a group was flying toward BK headquarters, incessantly laying ambushes for Abner's

team.

K sat in the helicopter, smirking.

"Looks like they've found this place. I thought lan had gone to Astronia, that this city would be safe."

Summer remained silent, his face bearing a gentle smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

knew lan had gone to Astronia, after all, it was information deliberately leaked by the research base to lure

intrigued by it.

disease was one of the

every few

closeness to the

myriad viruses.

Summer knew the truth: It was

diseases signaled data collection tfor the base, treating

tone, "Too bad for him, once he

the person from the research base

his power within BK at such

forbade inquiring

his gaze, watching into the

the silence,

bombing, there would be few survivors. If Cynthia

have

Cynthia; he must find her to

and Cynthia had becenemies. Their relationship used to be close—what had

love turned to

Summer, who showed no mercy, how

she's alive. How could I bear to let

as he spoke. Those unaware would think

his gaze

and soon enough, reinforcements arrived

returned to

did was to go to his residence and

with a surveillance room, and the first step in any retreat was to destroy

behind.

a message from the research base, asking him and Phil to

shadow, always by

"Philip, should we go?"

looked toward North America, too distant to see anything but the blue sky. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

still thinking about Cynthia,

what Cynthia meant

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