She had indeed noticed the cara long ago!
In a room, Grove, through the screen, almost locked eyes with Zhouzhou. The only thought running through his mind at that mont was this: he had guessed it long before. Zhouzhou was so cautious that even when she had the advantage of a gun pointed at him earlier, she didn't loosen her grip. She probably had already guessed what he intended to do.
This cara was hard to detect with the naked eye. The only explanation was her intuition. Fugui was indeed powerful—just as his na suggested.
He licked the corner of his mouth, about to make his next move, when soone suddenly rushed in, looking panicked. "Boss, bad news, the radar has detected that the people from Fourth Bureau are on their way."
Before he could react, another person ran in. "Boss, the Qin family has pulled out all their operations in A Country. They also announced that if we don't deal with this, they won't take action. The stock market is crashing, and the shareholders are already rioting!"
"Boss, boss..."
Seeing more people rush in, Grove's patience snapped. "What now?"
His subordinates, a little fearful, swallowed their saliva before speaking. "All our data has been hacked and sent to everyone. Our surveillance footage has been livestread."
"What?"
Grove inhaled sharply, "Cut it off, now!"
One of the subordinates shook his head. "It's too late, we can't shut it down."
Especially those files—they had been sent out to everyone.
As long as soone had a phone, a computer, or internet access, they received them.
Even little children saw them.
If the International Investigation Team had once been well-known in law enforcent and criminal circles, now they were infamous everywhere—across every field, every country, every household.
And not only did people know who they were, they also knew what they'd done.
This was exactly what they had feared the most.
Over the years, the International Investigation Team had long since strayed from its original mission, committing acts far worse than many of the criminals they captured.
Before, they still had the façade of legitimacy. Even if people had suspicions, there was no evidence. No one could touch them.
But now—
Every piece of evidence had been made public.
They weren't even given a chance to cover up, to spin the narrative, to save face.
This was a move ant to completely destroy the International Investigation Team.
Grover's temple throbbed violently.
He couldn't understand how things had spiraled so badly.
All he'd wanted... was to force Zhouzhou to admit that she'd killed Augusta, to push Hua Country into a disadvantage.
But now?
Everything had flipped on its head.
The ones buried under the weight of public opinion now—were them.
Even if Zhouzhou stood up at this mont and admitted to killing Augusta, it wouldn't help.
Augusta was already infamous, with a list of cris a mile long, and had been a wanted target of the International Investigation Team.
Yet Grover had repeatedly let him go.
That... was even harder to explain away.
Grover's brow furrowed deeply.
The situation was unraveling—completely out of his control.
He said nothing, turned, and strode quickly out the door, gripping his phone tightly.
He dialed a hidden number.
But before he could speak, a cold, polite voice ca through on the other end:
"Hello, who's this?"
"...Good evening, sir. This is Grover."
Grove spoke respectfully, but the voice on the other end simply replied, "Sorry, I don't know you. You must have dialed the wrong number."
And with that, the call was abruptly ended.
Grove stared at his phone, which had been disconnected. This was the first ti he'd encountered such a situation. He double-checked the phone number and quickly realized that he hadn't dialed incorrectly—he had been deliberately ignored!
His heart sank. It seed that the person on the other end already knew what had happened, and now he was trying to distance himself.
If that person could disconnect from him, what about him?
Clenching his teeth, Grove imdiately dialed another number. This ti, the person on the other end didn't claim not to know him, but what followed infuriated him even more.
The voice said, "This is your problem, what does it have to do with ?"
Grove: "But this was your order!"
At these words, the person on the other end let out a laugh, though it lacked warmth. His voice was low, filled with aning. "Grove, what did you say? I didn't quite catch that."
Grove was speechless.
At this point, he understood everything.
It was a threat.
If he dared to speak out about what had happened, they wouldn't let him off the hook.
He would have to shoulder all of this alone.
But why?
Grove gritted his teeth and didn't give the person a chance to hang up first. He slamd the phone down himself.
Trying to abandon him and protect themselves? He wasn't that noble!
Since they wouldn't save him, he would have to carve his own bloody path!
His hands weren't empty either.
With this thought, he licked his lips, a murderous intent gleaming in his eyes. He quickly made his way toward a specific location—the basent where Zhouzhou and the others were being held.
He kicked the door open with a loud bang and stord in. He grabbed Zhouzhou by the collar, lifting her up, and smiled wickedly. "Yeah, I still have you."
"They're all coming for you, and your life is in my hand now. Tell , can I survive with your life?"
Zhouzhou looked at him and shook her head decisively, and said, "No."
"If you were to face them head-on, you might have a chance. But if you use as a hostage, then you're as good as dead."
She was the Fourth Bureau's precious, her daddy's darling. This guy had made a huge mistake in offending her. If he still thought of using her to threaten them, there was no way he would leave here alive.
But Grove didn't believe in this fate.
He smirked. "Alright then, let's find it out!"
Seeing his attitude, Zhouzhou shrugged and gave him an exasperated look. "If you don't listen to , there's nothing I can do."
Grove ignored her and quickly dragged her out.
Soon, more people entered, pulling up their prisoners on the ground, unchaining them, and using them as shields to follow after him.
With only six people, they couldn't possibly divide them all. The ones who failed to find themselves a shield were now panicking and even began fighting each other for the chance.
Seeing this, Zhouzhou couldn't help but laugh loudly.
Grove's temple throbbed in frustration as he shouted, "Stop!"
"What are you guys doing, still fighting among yourselves? Do you want to save bullets for them?"
"Don't worry, today I'll make sure everyone gets out of here alive."
He glanced around at the vast ocean, and at the sharks circling, seemingly attracted by the sll.
In the past, they used the sharks to block the criminals' escape routes. Now, they had cut off their own way out.
Fine, then he would fight them!
With that, he looked at the people descending from the airplane, forcing himself to steady his nerves, and pressed the barrel of his gun firmly against Zhouzhou's head.
He threatened, "If you take another step forward, I'll kill her!"
"With Fugui accompanying to the grave, my life will be worth it."
As Qin Lie descended, he imdiately heard these words. He smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Good, very good.
He was as good as dead!
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