Chapter 532: Plotting

How so fast?!

Just as Li Ang couldn't find an exit and started violent demolition, a certain deeply hidden rebel immediately sensed the anomaly.

Feeling the "dungeon" being continuously destroyed amidst violent tremors, the scarred Director's brow locked instantly.

Even though he hadn't expected to be able to trap them to death directly, just hoping to delay them as much as possible to buy time for his companions to retreat, the other party's reaction was truly faster than expected. After discovering they couldn't leave directly, they actually started smashing the wall immediately. He hadn't even had time to walk out of the Secret Investigation Bureau...

"What happened?"

Sensing the change in his expression, the female prisoner whose handcuffs had been removed couldn't help but say with full vigilance:

"Could it be... is there movement from the Cleanup Bureau?"

"No."

The scarred strong man shook his head and said:

"The Director of the Cleanup Bureau's Virgin Branch is terrifyingly strong. Even though she's tied up with most of her strength guarding an anomalous object, she's not someone we can deal with. If she really makes a move, we can just wait for death.

The problem is with the one in the dungeon. He is currently destroying the real dungeon frantically. Once he completely dismantles the real dungeon, the replica I created won't be able to hold up."

"How could that be?!"

Hearing the scarred strong man's words, before the female prisoner could speak, another young man beside them said in utter shock:

"I twisted the top and bottom of the stairwell together. Shouldn't a normal person try climbing for a while? It hasn't even been half a minute, and he's already started smashing the wall directly?"

"I don't know what's going on either, but now is not the time to think about that."

Walking quickly through the empty lobby of the Secret Investigation Bureau and looking toward the Cleanup Bureau from the window, the scarred Director pondered for a moment and spoke directly to his two companions:

"You go first, take all the intelligence I've collected back. I'll stay behind."

"Barton!"

Hearing his words, the young man couldn't help but say anxiously:

"You can't stay. This is so close to the Virgin Branch. Even if our abilities have almost no fluctuations, it's very easy to alert them! If that woman makes a move, you're finished!"

"It doesn't matter. When I took on the infiltration mission, I was already prepared to sacrifice myself at any time.

And I didn't decide to stay on a whim. After hearing Samantha talk about that person's ability a few days ago, I already had this plan."

Taking out a warrant and prying open the shell to show his two companions, the scarred strong man explained calmly:

"Just like this one, there's one of my 'ears' hidden in the warrant for Miss Yisha. Just now, when he was interrogating Samantha, I was actually listening in from upstairs the whole time.

Samantha, you've personally experienced his interrogation twice; you should understand how terrifying the ability of that newcomer to the Virgin Branch is. Whether you speak or not doesn't hinder him from getting the answer to his questions.

This ability is truly too dangerous for us. No one can keep a secret in front of him. If he starts helping Miss Yisha investigate the rebels, then none of our people will be able to run, and sooner or later we'll all be caught completely. So, this person must die!"

"Indeed... my thoughts are the same as Barton's..."

After listening to the scarred Director's words, the female prisoner couldn't help but clench her fists, then nodded in agreement with a look of fear:

"That person is truly like a devil. I don't just mean his methods of manipulating people's hearts, but also the feeling he gives people.

Honestly, when I look at him, I occasionally even hallucinate, as if devil-like horns have grown on his head. If we can solve him as soon as possible, paying some price is not unacceptable..."

"That doesn't mean Barton has to stay!"

Seeing that the other two agreed with this method, which could be called "a life for a life," the young man said anxiously:

"We are in the dark, he is in the light! There will definitely be other opportunities to solve him in the future! For example, finding a way to frame him, or kidnapping his family, or perhaps a sneak attack and assassination..." "No, those might not necessarily solve him."

The scarred strong man thought for a moment and shook his head:

"Although after hearing Samantha's words, I was already thinking about solving him, Miss Yisha suddenly bringing him to our door was truly beyond my expectations. And just when I had the idea of taking the opportunity to kill him, he almost simultaneously looked up at me.

So if I'm not mistaken, this person's ability consumption should be very low, perhaps even able to remain in an activated state all day. Once someone harbors overly intense hostility toward him, he will discover it directly and then prepare in advance..."

"Wait?!"

Hearing this, the female prisoner said in utter shock:

"You mean, before he went downstairs, he sensed your hostility toward him? Doesn't that mean..."

"You're right, that's exactly how it is."

The scarred strong man said helplessly:

"Before interrogating you, he should have already had some suspicions. After he and Miss Yisha entered the dungeon and saw my name on the registration book repeatedly, he should have known my identity. So, your anomalous object was basically tricked away by him."

"..."

"But it can't be considered a total loss."

Looking at the female prisoner, whose face was full of regret and remorse, the scarred strong man couldn't help but comfort her:

"Although he saw that I had a problem, I also discovered that he saw I was a spy, so I made moves before they entered the dungeon. That's how we got this opportunity to solve him directly!"

When he reached this point, the scarred strong man said with a firm gaze:

"So listen to me! You two leave immediately. Although the ability I've imbued upon you isn't much, it's enough for you to avoid people on the road and run out of the municipal district."

The young man hesitated:

"Then you..."

"Go quickly!"

"Let's go. At the very least, we must send the intelligence Barton obtained back!"

"..."

"Sigh!!!"

Under the repeated earnest advice of the two seniors, the young man stomped his feet hard, then directly carried the female prisoner on his back and ran out of the empty Secret Investigation Bureau lobby without looking back.

It was daytime, and there were quite a few people coming and going on the surrounding roads, but strangely, everyone turned a blind eye to the two of them.

Wherever they passed, the people around them would suddenly disappear one by one, and after they left, they would reappear a little further away from where they had vanished, as if they were in a different world...

Go, go. As long as the intelligence can be delivered, I haven't wasted these years of infiltration.

Standing at the gate of the Secret Investigation Bureau, watching the backs of his two companions getting further and further away, the scarred strong man couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the hideous scar on his face that stretched to his earlobe. Then he curled his lips into a relieved smile, turned around, and walked toward the stairwell.

At the very least, it's a one-for-two trade; not a loss!

Also, since I no longer hope to go back... then let's make a bigger scene!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 533 =====