One thing was for sure, Victor must be hiding nearby. He was seriously injured, so he could not walk far. Running rashly would only put him in a greater danger.

And right now he had lost contact with Victor again.

Then Victor was most likely to stay near the location he mentioned in their last call, so that they could easily find him.

Karl replayed the surrounding map over and over in his mind. The clock tower was too large a target, and the surrounding area was so empty that there was almost no place to hide. He quickly ruled it out. Near the bridge ... Suddenly, Karl remembered that there was an abandoned broken bridge near the clock tower. It was quite remote and well- hidden.

If it were him in such an emergency, he would have chosen to hide there.

"Go. I've got a place in mind." Karl led Joyce to the other side, "I probably know where Victor is now. We have to be quick, and sooner or later Ricky will think of what I am thinking now. It's just that he's not as familiar with this place as I am."

"Hmm."

over low walls

went around to the other side of the broken bridge, and indeed, in the cave under the broken bridge, they saw Victor lying

lifted Victor up

then went up and probed Victor's nostrils and she breathed a sigh of relief, "He's

presumably from the broken glasses in that explosion. Victor's hands were now black from the fire and blood was gurgling and bleeding from his burned skin. There was hardly any intact

who had been with him for years, became what he was

had come to pick up the report himself, Victor would not have been the one

and heavy eyes and showed a hint of excitement when he saw Karl, “Captain, Captain

you to the hospital once they arrive. You must hold on." Karl gently held Victor's hand,

Victor pointed with difficulty to his

He fumbled for a moment and got a black box out, about the size of a pencil case, from Victor's chest. "What is this?" Joyce

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