Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 388

Just as Miranda was about to take a sip of her coffee, her phone buzzed with a message from Charles.

The moment she saw the message, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Crow's Eye?" she murmured to herself, rolling the words over her tongue. She'd seen that name pop up occasionally on the dark web forums, mentioned by a handful of anonymous users. But she had never paid it much mind.

[Logan hired this group to come to Virell,] the message continued, [Their target seems to be a recently unearthed artifact from the Metropolitan Museum. And you might be on their list too.]

Attached to the message was some intel on "Crow's Eye," a mercenary group that had risen to prominence in the last three years, known for their exorbitant fees and their uncanny ability to operate without leaving a trace. Even military forces found them untouchable. Once hired, they never failed a mission. But their services came at a steep price, and the group was notoriously dangerous, so only the boldest dared to engage them.

[What's noteworthy is that this group seems to have some sort of special abilities. I don't know what they are, and no one else does either. But from my research, they're definitely not like ordinary people. If you encounter danger, I suggest seeking military protection.]

Miranda raised an eyebrow. It was clear Charles was worried about her. He'd never suggested she seek protection before.

[Got it,] she replied succinctly.

Charles quickly sent over images of a few Crow's Eye members. [I could only gather some basic profiles, not much detail, but take a look.]

As Miranda scanned through the photos, her expression changed upon seeing one face.

That man? She had just met him yesterday.

[Oh, one more thing,] Charles added. [There's a member in Crow who uses poison. Victims' hearts grow decayed plants, consuming the body as nutrients. Even the Global Health Organization hasn't figured it out yet. Be careful, this person might pose a threat to you.]

way

under strict protection by organizations, not easy to access. But I'll see

Miranda simply replied, [Alright.]

killing myself to get you info, and all

You know how much these international

a cheeky, [Alright,

with a playful

send you a batch

perked up, [That's

it was bound to be something valuable. Refusing was

through the dossier. One image stood

skills. Acquiring such a photo was no small feat, considering how tightly these

as Charles described, the

plants, grotesque

root, its tendrilen

the roots had pierced through like a ghastly tapestry. The

Suddenly, Miranda's eyes widened.

It wasn't poison.

It was witchcraft!

existed in this

previous world, alongside NexMed Labs, there were other arcane