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Chapter 210 Chapter 210 This time, Zebulon didn't cry. Quinlyn felt that Zebulon right widerstand The future was promising.

Because of this, Glenn worked day and night, not daring to erop for a moment. But Zebulon personally ruined his future It was difficult for Quinlyn to tell right from wrong. She could only try her best to fulfill her promise. Til Borrow Joseph's lat for you to stay in. Don't be afraid.

Zebulon understood what Quinlyn meant. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. "You" Bang! A loud noise exploded from outside the window.

Quinlyn quickly distinguished the direction and pushed Zebulon forward. In the next second, the snaring air wave exploder from the chassis.

Boom! The car flipped twice in the air and crashed to the ground. The front engine and fuel tank immediately burst into flames, and the smell of gasoline poured into the carriage.

Quinlyn broke open the seat and dragged Zebulon out. Seeing that the driver in front was already dead, she pursed her lips, turned her head, and took Zebulon out first.

Fortunately, the rear door was damaged. As soon as they went out, they were blown to the side of the road by an explosion The street was engulfed in chaos, teeming with people fleeing in terror and echoing with screams.

The surprise attack involved bombs planted in the street, preventing other escorts from getting close as they were pinned down by gunfire.

The Hill family's bodyguard shouted, "There's a sniper! Get down!" Quinlyn pulled Zebulon into the bushes by the roadside and said, "Stay down. They can't hit you from this angle." Quinlyn held Zebulon down, ensuring the guardrail was tall enough to conceal them from the sniper's view. Then, her dark eyes peeked out.

Quinlyn said, "There's one gun on the top floor of the building straight ahead, one on the roof of the building to the left, and one on the third floor of the shop to the right. Three guns total. Take out the shop first." Quinlyn reported the position of the sniper she saw refracted by the reflector to the bodyguard not far away. Taking advantage of her small stature and unremarkable clothing, Quinlyn swiftly slipped her hand into the grasp of a woman who rushed past in a panic and darted into the shop.

Upon reaching the children's clothing section, she quickly put on a scarf and coat before heading back out to the street. Just as she was about to cross the street, she noticed a man in a black trench coat. The man was tall, with a confident stride, unlike the others who seemed to be rushing in a panic.

Quinlyn saw the man's route and was startled. She dashed back and shouted, "Watch out! There's a fourth!" She yelled from behind the man and jumped onto his back, wrapping her black scarf around his face. Then she shouted, "Shoot!" Bang! A bullet shot past. Quinlyn ducked, feeling the sticky warmth of blood splatter on her head.

00.30 ved, YChapter 210 The man fell with a thud. Quinlyn scrambled off him, slammed onto the hood of a nearby car, and rolled away.

A bullet ripped through the car's engine, narrowly missing Quinlyn.

These people were determined to kill Zebulon. Quinlyn wasn't sure if there was a fifth assassin. These people now targeted her, so she couldn't move.

Tension mounted with each passing second until, suddenly, the storefront window across the street shattered. Shards rained down, along with a body.

Quinlyn peered out and found the location of the blasting was just where the sniper shot. The other two spots were silent. An eerie quiet descended.

The Hill family's bodyguards emerged one by one. After checking the opposite side, they reported, "The snipers have been killed." At that moment, backup still hadn't arrived.

Quinlyn heard a whistle. It was faint and melodious, blending into the music from the street-side shops. But she recognized it instantly. It was the signal she had devised.

Its last use was during the joint operation in Brynton. Besides, the 901 Military Base, then it must be Warren.

The snipers had been killed, causing no panic in the bustling city. But the plan to send Zebulon to the unguarded Briarwood University lab had been scrapped.

Zebulon was taken directly to Special Operations. Quinlyn, as a special researcher, went with him.

Because Glenn had given Special Operations a heads-up, Zebulon's accommodations weren't bad.

As Quinlyn drew Zebulon's blood, Zebulon asked, "It's because of that drug, isn't it? Someone wanted to use my father andto harm Glenn. My father could be one of them, right?” Having just gone through a near-death experience, Zebulon's voice was still hoarse. His face was pale, but his mood was much better than before. Those bullets that had grazed him had made him realize many things.

"It turns out Glenn had a reason for not lettingstay." After saying that, Zebulon's eyes reddened, and he lowered his head again.

Quinlyn remained silent, but Zebulon already knew the answer.

Zebulon cooperated fully with the subsequent investigation and interrogation.

With most of the Special Operations personnel out on missions, the atmosphere inside was relatively relaxed. Quinlyn had special permission to cand go freely from the archives, so she often spent tthere reading about all sorts of bizarre cases.

Compared to the criminal cases that Bennett investigated, the cases that Special Operations handled weren much larger in scale. The victims прист usually started in the hundreds, such as an entire village that had an outbreak of cancer, with hundreds of people dead.

Local authorities and public records defined the case as unsolved. But in reality, there was a authorities a cover-up Mese-up by local authorities. After several good police officers like Ivan, who stood up for justice, died tragically for no reason, Special Operations finally caught on.

Howard assembled forces from three bases and entered the area, engaging in intense fighting with perpetrators. Then, they eventually apprehended the culprit.

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The criminals were several listed company bosses. They developed heavy industry, and the discharge of excessive sewage caused damage to the village. Although the incident caused an uproar in society once it was reported, the bosses powerful legal team clung to the evidence. It was Howard who led the Special Operations legal team to work day and night to find loopholes and successfully put the criminals in jail.

Quinlyn had witnessed the depths of evil and cunning in criminals, whose audacity grew with their wealth and influence. Special Operations stood as the authorities' keenest weapon against them.

A few days later, the car from Glenn's villa cto pick Quinlyn up again.

Perhaps because of the colder weather, the villa seemed even emptier and deserted.

Quinlyn walked into the living room, her footsteps echoing in the silence. She saw a group of familiar faces deep in discussion.

"Ms. Yates." Someone greeted Quinlyn before Glenn could even speak. They offered her a seat.

"Glenn, the drug report is in. The main ingredient is stem cells, and while potent, it's harmless. Does this mean Zebulon can be released?" Quinlyn wondered if Glenn was about to discuss Zebulon's fate.

But Glenn shook his head and said, “That's not urgent right now. Have a seat. We just received news that the Special Operations team has gone missing at sea. The people they were investigating include someone you know." Someone handed Quinlyn a file.

Quinlyn took it over and found it was a photo of Warren.

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