Chapter 2571

Dr. Garner entered the password and slowly opened locker No. 7.

Philip and Fennel also became excited. Everything would be much easier if they could find Wynn’s

stored memory. However, when the locker was opened, it was empty inside.

Philip frowned and looked at Dr. Garner.

Dr. Garner shrugged and said, “It looks like a copy of Miss Johnston’s memory isn’t here.”

“Then what should we do next?” Philip asked.

Dr. Garner said, “We can only get it from Young Master Lovelace.”

‘Shane Lovelace?’ Philip frowned. This was an impossible feat.

As the three pondered, suddenly, the alarm bells outside blared!

“Intruder alert! Intruder alert!”

Philip frowned, grabbed Dr. Garner by the collar, and barked, “What did you do?”

Dr. Garner roared in a fluster. “I… I don’t know what’s going on either!”

Immediately after, in the corridor outside, more than a dozen fully armed guards quickly rushed to the

memory storage room. Philip and Fennel exchanged a glance and rushed out with Dr. Garner in tow

without further delay. The two guards in white combat uniforms at the door even tried to fire their guns

when their throats were slit by a black shadow.

Fennel flicked the dagger in his hand, looked at the dozen incoming guards in the corridor, and said, “It

seems that we’ve been tricked!”

With that said, a red dragon halberd appeared in Fennel’s hand. He rushed out while yelling, “Take Dr.

Garner and leave!”

Philip did not hesitate and dragged Dr. Garner to leave decisively.

Boom!

The entire research institute was ablaze with the sounds of explosions and never-ending gunshots.

Several people were sent flying out of the institute by scarlet airwaves and collapsed several walls.

Philip dragged Dr. Garner along and fought his way out. When they rushed out of the institute and

stood in the field, he suddenly realized that they were fully surrounded.

The entire field in front of him was swarmed with guards in black combat uniforms. All the guns in their

hands were aimed at Philip. There were about a hundred of them. In the lighthouse in the distance, all

the lights were also aimed at Philip and Dr. Garner.

Two fighter jets hovered in the sky. The snipers inside also aimed their guns at Philip on the ground.

Philip’s face darkened, his eyes went cold, and biting killing intent gradually surged from his body.

An enticing figure slowly walked out from behind the armed guards. She wore a red backless evening

gown with high heels, looking charming and gracious.

Cleo Lovelace stepped forward with a chip the size of a fingernail in her hand and said to Philip, “Young

Patriarch Clarke, are you looking for this?”

Philip narrowed his eyes, stared at the chip in Cleo’s hand, and said, “Give it to me!”

Cleo chuckled and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, if you’re looking for this, why didn’t you look for me

directly instead of coming here sneakily? How about we make a deal?”