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Chapter 255

Chapter 255

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To obtain the next round of antidote, Ceruland requires acquisitions, which cwith various return thresholds

and conditions.

Seven charge exorbitantly, demanding ten times the value for redemption, and making traceable historical

sites for worship. It’s unclear whether there’s genuine faith or if they're just making things difficult. She lost

interest and set the brochure aside to play video games upstairs.

Zane was a genius in physics, giving her several sets of experimental equipment. Compared to historical

artifacts, she preferred the science stuff, which is why she chose Chaniloria Prison.

The Chaniloria prison’s defense system was created by Zane.

On Monday, she invited Mandy to tour it, but Mandy declined.

“Quinlyn, I'm preparing for my grade placement exam and can’t hang out for a while. | know these classes are

too easy for you, and | need to catch up, or it's a waste of time,” Mandy said seriously.

Quinlyn was taken aback. She remembered Mandy as the shy girl who had looked lost last year, now matured in

just a few months.

While Quinlyn was busy with various cases, Mandy was growing rapidly.

“Don’t worry about me. One day, I'll catch up to you.” Mandy looked serious.

Quinlyn held Mandy's hand, feeling a strong resolve, and smiled back. “Okay, I'll wait for you.”

After grabbing her absence note, she left school.

The Wilson Group's car was waiting outside, and semployees showed great respect, knowing she was one of

the bosses.

“Chaniloria Prison is unique; it's the first private prison in the country. It houses inmates who reduced their

sentences through tech contributions.”

“Thus, the cells are individual and equipped with various amenities, which lead to smismatched security

systems. Mr. Wilson wants us to repair these vulnerabilities and enhance the system.”

“Hey, it's really just fixing bugs with Quinlyn around; we won't even have to lift a finger.”

“A round face popped up from the front seat. It was Xiomar from Stanley's team and also the president of

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Quinlyn’s support group.”

“Hey there, make sroom!” He squeezed his plump body to the back and flashed Quinlyn a big smile. “I

finally beat the other members to meet you.”

“The system'’s not super hard, but not a walk in the park either. Check this out.” He pulled out his laptop and

opened a 3D layout.

Quinlyn glanced at it and pointed out. “Someone changed this part.”

“Right!” Xiomar was sure she could spot the difference. He continued. “The person who can tamper with the

system isn’t ordinary; they're likely another inmate skilled in computers and physics.”

“Stanley wants to find this person, see if there's a chance for them to be saved. If the crisn’t severe, we

might be able to negotiate their release.”

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Their team was still independent, operating in a gray area where they could make things happen. Pulling a few

people out of prison was no problem, as long as the charges weren't too serious.

Quinlyn nodded, knowing the Wilson Group only cas cover She scanned the list of criminals, eliminated the

worst offenders, and the remaining ones could help with the investigation.

Xiomar had no objections; Stanley could even gift a company to Quinlyn, so this was nething

Flying to the interior province, they arrived at the prison in the afternoon with warm sunlight making the

imposing iron gates seem a bit warmer.

The Wilson Group employees went to negotiate while the driver parked the car.

Xiomar was showing off the new support team uniforms, boasting that Warren and Raymond each ordered a

hundred sets when a sudden chill made him clutch his stomach.

“Uh, Quinlyn, I need to use the bathroom.” He dashed away with his laptop, leaving no trace.

Quinlyn sat there bored, messaging Jolie, who sent a photo of a dissected body with her lunch beside it.

[I've never seen someone poisoned this deeply and still alive-his intestines are gone but his stomach is intact.

This is definitely this year’s wildest!] Since Zane’s case, Jolie had been frequently messaging her.

The reason was simple; others refused to discuss her body photos, even Marvin called to ask Quinlyn to talk to

Jolie about not torturing him with her dissection pics. So it fell on Quinlyn to handle it all.

Luckily, she wasn’t squeamish. Even when looking at the eggplant resembling the body parts in the lunchbox,

she remained unfazed.

Quinlyn: [Hmm, seems the stomach is different; it's grown mold.]

Jolie: [That's just like you! Those hairs protected the mucosa, giving him a super strong digestive system.]

After seeing so many, Quinlyn was beginning to understand the structure of the bodies.

While typing, she glanced at the empty gate and thought how even a good defense isn’t safe without

supervision. Suddenly, a car sped towards the scene, screeching to a halt.

The window slid down, revealing a handsman.

“Hey!” Jason waved, grinning as he greeted Quinlyn.

Taken aback, she didn’t expect him.

In the next moment, he flung the car door open, pulled her in, and slammed it shut.

Boom! With the press of the accelerator, Jason took off.

Amidst a cloud of dust and smoke, they sped away from the prison.

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Quinlyn remained silent and calm.

Buzz! Her phone vibrated. Looking down, she saw Jolie’s message,

[What about you? Have you experienced anything thrilling lately?]

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