Chapter 404: Chapter 404

Chapter 404:

Meanwhile, Harlee decided it was time to open up.

She detailed her group’s upcoming task, which included a plan to blow up the national research institute in Uwhor.

With a playful raise of her eyebrow, Harlee teased, “Scared?”

Her lips curled into a smile, and Rhys responded with a relaxed tone, “No, as long as you’re with me, I’m not scared.”

Harlee was pleasantly surprised.

Were their roles reversing? But she enjoyed this twist.

She loved a man who could keep her intrigued.

With a grin, Harlee wrapped her arms around his neck, gently tracing his defined jawline.

“Then stay close to me.”

“Alright.”

Suddenly, they heard rustling from the nearby woods. It was a noise that could only be made by humans.

The group instantly crouched down, exchanged wary looks, drew their weapons, and concealed themselves behind some bushes, staying alert.

Robbie tiptoed to Harlee and whispered, “Harlee, what’s that noise? Could it be the research institute’s base?”

Peering through the bushes, they could just make out figures moving through the forest.

People wouldn’t normally be in the rainforest without a good reason.

Harlee’s brow furrowed.

Based on the information she had learned from hacking the research institute, its location should be about five kilometers further in.

Why were there people here?

Rhys, noticing her concern, spoke softly.

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“The only survivor from Dark Night mentioned that their drug supplies come from a research institute deep in the rainforest.

On the first, tenth, twentieth, and thirtieth of each month, they send couriers through the dense woods to a cabin.

I think the figures we’re seeing might be those couriers.”

Harlee’s gaze was intense and penetrating, like a sharp blade.

“You’re right.”

“They claim to be a pharmaceutical research facility serving the public, but behind the scenes, they’re conducting biochemical experiments.

The substances they distribute are likely their failed products.”

Harlee knew they had to move fast.

If the institute managed to develop biochemical weapons, it could throw the world into chaos.

Uwhor was militant, eager to spark a world war, and even more determined to consume their homeland to fuel its grand, chaotic ambitions.

Rhys froze, taken aback by Harlee’s extensive knowledge of the situation.

He glanced at Ritchie and the others, observing their unsurprised expressions, and a seed of doubt sprouted in his mind.

It appeared he had much to learn about Harlee.

“Based on the sound of their footsteps, there are three of them, and all are highly trained.

Ritchie, you and Robbie go…”

Harlee’s gaze was sharp and piercing, her eyes resembling the vast, star-filled night sky, radiating a chilling aura.

“Capture them!” she commanded, her voice authoritative yet tinged with mischief.

Ritchie’s and Robbie’s faces set into grim lines.

They understood Harlee’s reference to “highly trained fighters” meant these adversaries would likely outmatch them, making for a severe confrontation.

Yet, they showed no hesitation.

Responding to Harlee’s command, Ritchie and Robbie swiftly checked their firearms and blades and then moved into the forest as if they were merely going to teach some street thugs a lesson.

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