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Chapter 133

Harriet ran back, almost spilling the wine she was carrying.

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“Hey, slow down.” Tobias shouted anxiously, then scolded her as she approached, “Can’t even do a simple task right, useless!”

“I–I’m sorry,” Harriet apologized timidly, her head bowed.

“Alright, let’s go, don’t delay,” Bill patted his shoulder, suggesting they drive and drink along the way.

The car started and left the village behind. Quinlyn finally sighed in relief.

She glanced at Harriet, sensing something was off, but seeing her unharmed, said nothing.

Inside the office, Joseph exhaled as the tracker moved. “Bennett, we’re so close. Can we use a drone to track them in real-

time?”

Stanley added. “Yeah, the new program can track for a long distance.”

They hadn’t seen Quinlyn for nearly half a month and were worried about her well–being.

But Bennett shook his head. “No, the lookout here has sharp eyes. Any flying object can be easily spotted.”

“Then are we just going to watch Quinlyn cross the borderlands? No, we have to call her back.” Stanley didn’t want another Yocriton incident.

The danger level this time was higher, and even Quinton’s escape almost cost him his life. The human trafficker was a big shot in the borderlands, and Quinlyn was alone.

Bennett felt helpless. Things always happened to Quinlyn. Or maybe her keen observation skills led her to clues faster than the police.

He was both happy and worried. Happy because the case had leads, but worried because the solver was only ten years old, making the situation passive.

decided to arrest people first and gather evidence later, at least to get

the village, the outside was desert, with occasional sandstorms

alert. People had

to see some children shorter

these the kids on the borderlands?” She finally mustered the courage to speak to the ones

good mood from drinking, replied, “In a place like this, you have

In this cruel world, it’s hard to survive each day.”

clenching her fingers. ‘Will I become like them

gaunt children outside with

to be one of them, watching daily struggles and having no value. Most who survived ended up on a criminal

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“People without constraints and fearless of death become beasts.”

beast, she chose a different path, striving to be good and

a long drive, near the borderlands, a large market appeared. It was a bustling oasis village with many

I’m worn out,” Bill parked

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people wearing headscarves. The surrounding buildings also blended styles from various countries, with large and round structures resembling overturned bowls

miscellaneous daily necessities, and most

saw a

the entrance. Bill gave two cigarettes to two of them and explained the situation before leading

well–protected oasis had grazing cattle and sheep and a few tents, one large and ornate

spacious, cool tent with a wool

Bill greeted the man

occupied the whole table alone. He finished his meat and asked, “Did you sell

gaze and tensed up. “Barrow, I want you to see her first. She’s promising. Selling her directly seems

waste.”

recounted Quinlyn’s behavior on the train.