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Bennett analyzed the situation. “Based on the current evidence, Lionel and Mariano have been committing biotech crimes for years, with multiple experimental sites and countless victims.

“simply taking down their hideouts will not be enough to dismantle the organization completely. I agree with Quinlyn’s plan. She will continue to stay undercover, locate all the sites, and then we will take them down in one strike”

With Laura’s case solved, the police department’s top officials convened once again to confirm Lionel and Mariano’s crimes. However, the grim reality of the situation left them increasingly anxious.

After the discussion, Bennett sent a message through his laptop. (Can you get closer to Lionel and find a way to gather more data?)

A few seconds later, an answer appeared on the large screen in front of them.

Quinlyn: [Yes]

Everyone had complicated feelings about it. Under normal circumstances, such a critical mission should never be entrusted to a child. However, Quinlyn’s skills and psychological resilience were irreplaceable.

This time, even Stanley and Larry, who were involved in the case, had no objections.

The Wilson family had suffered enormous losses cooperating with the police. All their projects had been put on hold, and hundreds of pregnant women remained trapped in the hospital.

No matter how much they worried about Quinlyn’s safety, there was no way they could halt the operation now.

As the meeting ended, they ran into Calvin in the hallway. He was holding a framed photo of his late mother, his eyes bloodshot.

After bowing deeply to the two men, he spoke in a hoarse voice. “If you get the chance, please thank Quinlyn for me. I was wrong before. I failed to help her. I am really sorry.”

Calvin was not allowed into the surveillance room. Stanley and Larry merely nodded without offering much comfort.

They all knew that Calvin was just an ordinary person, smart, simple, and someone who could have lived his whole life smoothly. But when disaster struck, some people simply could not bear the weight of it. They were no different.

Quinlyn, however, was different. Her harsh upbringing had made her cold, allowing her to stay calm in the face of blood, death, and even war, yet she still retained a fundamental sense of morality.

Lisa’s fate was proof of that.

Quinlyn had chosen to hold the infant’s tiny hand outside the operating room. She could never forgive Lisa for drowning her child, nor could she accept Lisa’s complete lack of remorse as a mother.

save

was also

could never forgive

exhausted. It is just me working this production line. If I keep going, I will start throwing up at the sight of powder,” Chester groaned, slumping inside Glass Room No. 7. He was

fortune. Chester monitored shipments every

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minute.

left Lab No. 8, but the moment she stepped through the door, she heard Chester’s

sitting up straight. “For

to get it now” Quinlyn pulled off her protective suit, removed her goggles,

not expected it to happen so suddenly. He hurriedly stripped off his

When they heard she wanted to see

was indulging himself in a private

it all. I have plenty,” he said, tossing, stacks

“Mr. Emerson, you have made it big, but do not forget about us. At least

and highly effective, and even foreigners were asking about it. But Lionel

not leave you out. How about this? You buy from me, and I will give you a 0.1% discount,” Lionel said, pretending to

and had to take

that he was in power, he was stepping on everyone’s heads, making

back and laughed. “Well, you cannot say I did not give

this chance.” The door to the private room suddenly swung open. Under the flashing neon lights, Quinlyn strolled in

in the

She actually dared to barge into Mr. Emerson’s place,

just moments ago,

brings you here? Are you not comfortable with your accommodations? How about I

“I do want to

and tossed it onto the table, then turned to the others. “I am the one producing this. Whoever can offer me better lab conditions, I will go with

put herself up for bidding, no hidden

went silent for

at first, so they took a sample and tested it. Once they confirmed it was the real thing, they glanced at Lionel’s darkened expression,

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