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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.

solid info, we’ll act immediately,” Bennett decided to arrest people first and gather

leaving the village, the outside was desert, with occasional

the villagers were mostly alert. People had diverse appearence, and there were armed militiamen.

only dared to peek outside the window, shocked to see some children

the courage to speak

from drinking, replied, “In a place like this, you have to be tough to survive. Guns are nothing, there are even

wouldn’t understand. In this cruel world, it’s hard to survive each day.”

‘Will I become

gazed at the gaunt children outside with wolf–like eyes, her expression

watching daily struggles and having no value. Most who survived

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“People without constraints and fearless of death

chose a different path, striving to be good and reaching her present state. She was unregretful and unafraid of the

the borderlands, a large market appeared. It was a bustling

parked and stretched, leading others

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people wearing headscarves. The surrounding buildings also blended styles from various countries, with large

filled with miscellaneous daily necessities, and most

yards to the village end, and saw a green field. The air

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

cool, soft grass, they breathed in deeply. The well–protected oasis had grazing cattle and sheep

a wool carpet, a man was eating

we’re back,” Bill greeted the man at

200 pounds, occupied the whole table alone. He finished his meat

I want you

waste.”

he recounted Quinlyn’s behavior on the