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Chapter 82

Chapter 82

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After assessing Warren for a full day and night, Quinlyn finally decided to stand up for him.

Warren was taken aback, and the heavy stone pressing down on his heart felt as though it was crumbling away at that moment. He blinked back tears, overwhelmed with gratitude.

He looked down into Quinlyn’s clear eyes and realized she had never judged him; now, she was willing to come forward for him.

“Thank you, Quinlyn. You have to come back safely,” Warren said earnestly.

“Mm–hmm.” Quinlyn nodded, tucking the gun into her jacket as she turned to catch up with the investigation team.

The team, fueled by adrenaline, matched Quinlyn’s pace, and they ran hard toward the first landslide.

As they approached, Quinlyn noticed unusual footprints in the mud.

“These are from the anti–magnetic suits,” Bennett identified the patterns, spotting a long drag mark on the ground. “They still have a hostage–it’s Michael!”

He’s alive! That news instantly boosted everyone’s spirits.

Quinlyn felt a slight alleviation in her chest, but the faint metallic scent of blood told her Michael was likely injured, leaving no time to waste.

Just then, gunfire erupted suddenly. The team quickly dropped to the ground, peering toward the source of the noise.

Through the gaps in the treetops, they could see two groups of people facing off against each other.

for support,” Bennett strategized. He turned to see Quinlyn crouched quietly on the ground. For a moment, he hesitated, but eventually said, “Quinlyn, stay here. It’s too dangerous

but in this rain of bullets, he couldn’t risk

slightly, remaining low and quietly watching the situation in the woods as Bennett led his team

group had heavy firepower, and they were all seasoned operators. The momentum swung heavily in their favor from the moment they engaged. But the problem was, the other

limit. He ripped off his anti–magnetic suit and

their eyes on the anti–magnetic device. It made sense–carrying a single machine was far easier than hauling around a bulky suit, allowing them to move freely even in the storm

escape.

raised a hand, signaling his team to cease fire, and slowly retrieved the anti–magnetic device from

I want everything you’ve got on you and in your

field was too strong here; without their

the wanted

them any time to consider their options; he aimed and shot at Michael’s

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dull

dazed, cried out from

take aim at the monk but was met with a

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group were ruthless criminals, even Ivan couldn’t afford to play tricks. As he weighed the pros and cons, he caught a glimpse of movement behind the

a wave of relief wash

over.”

clearing,” the bald monk said flatly, refusing.

Otherwise, we’ll open fire, and we may as well

stopped by his boss from behind. Reluctantly, he agreed, “Make it quick.”

dutifully gathered his backpack full of anti–magnetic devices and made his way over. The moment the 901 squad felt the surge of the magnetic field,

the backpack away. He then raised his gun, ready to shoot Ivan. Seizing the moment before he got dizzy, Ivan dove onto Michael, rolling with him into the bushes.

moment, gunfire erupted behind them. A barrage of bullets caught the criminals off

his teeth, he lunged toward Ivan, aiming to recapture Michael as

as he reached for Ivan, a small hand shot up from the hillside. It grasped a gleaming folding knife, sharp a hite, which swiftly sliced through his

as he clutched his severed hand, rolling away in

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