Chapter 175
Chapter 175
When Evan had completed the necessary procedures and sent the suspect to the auction, Christopher
arrived at the police station.
The special operations unit meeting commenced at four o’clock, bringing together a diverse group of
team members.
This assembly consisted not only of the criminal investigation division but also included special forces,
the fire brigade, narcotics police, and individuals adept at gathering information.
The final group of team members was responsible for managing the information systems.
The 27 police officers gathered in the conference room represented a formidable selection of Quilton’s
finest.
After everyone had acquainted themselves, Evan introduced himself and provided an overview of the
special operations unit’s purpose.
“I served as a senior commander in the Peacekeeping Forces, and our non–staff members,
Christopher and Cecilia, were once prominent members of the Peacekeeping Forces before retiring for
various reasons.”
These words left the attendees astounded.
They hadn’t expected this revelation and were struggling to understand the connection between the
Peacekeeping Forces and their current situation.
Evan promptly provided an explanation.
“I’m sure you’re all wondering why I’m here in Quilton, establishing a special operations unit force. It’s
because there’s an organization that is after Cecilia and is using her as leverage to manipulate a senior
officer within the Peacekeeping Forces, attempting to make them betray our country.”
Every eye in the room was fixed on Cecilia as if she were a national.
treasure.
Who could have foreseen that the real daughter previously rejected by the Yancey family held such
importance?
The senior officers of the Peacekeeping Forces held ranks at the department*l level, both in their
positions and prestige.
If the Yancey family knew the true significance of Cecilia, they would
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surely regret their earlier decisions.
However, at this moment, Evan remained unaware of the gossip swirling among the team members.
Evan continued, “Our team’s mission is to safeguard Cecilia and gather more intelligence about this
organization.” An individual chimed in casually, “So, we catch them all in one go, right?” Evan’s Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.
expression grew somber upon hearing this. “Your primary mission is to protect Cecilia and gather
information about the organization. Anything beyond that will be handled by the Peacekeeping Forces,
as you lack the authority for international law enforcement.”
Evan’s final statement effectively quelled any ambitions of taking matters. into their own hands.
“Yes, sir!”
Evan then went on to share the information he had gathered thus far and initiated a discussion
regarding their next course of action.
This conversation extended for over three hours, and by the time it concluded, night had fallen.
Evan addressed the team, saying, “Our team is not suited for a
high–profile dinner. However, I’ve made arrangements with the cafeteria.
to have everyone dine together indoors. Alcohol will not be permitted, and not a word of our discussion
in this room is to be disclosed to anyone outside.”
“Yes, sir!”
The resounding reply showcased the team’s dedication.
Evan continued, “After dinner, return to your accommodations and prepare for the mission. You must
report to the police dormitory tomorrow morning. You won’t be allowed to return home or contact.
anyone during the mission. In case of a family emergency, have them. contact me.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Your phones will be under surveillance, and your activities will be monitored. Be ready.”
With these instructions, Evan led the team members to the cafeteria.
After dinner, Evan didn’t return to Emerald Mansion with Cecilia. Instead, he went to the dormitory
arranged for him by the police headquarters.
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The dormitory was, in fact, a luxurious unit designed for single individuals, ideal for solitary living.
As for the suspect sent to the auction, he was entrusted to Cecilia and Christopher.
Upon leaving the police station, they headed to the auction venue.
A high–end auction was scheduled for the evening, and the place was bustling with attendees.
Matthias himself was overseeing the event.
When he spotted Cecilia, he sent her a message.
“Jeremiah and Jayden are auctioning their real estate. Would you like to join us at the auction?”
Cecilia, however, had more pressing matters to attend to than to take advantage of another person’s
vulnerability.
She replied, “No. It won’t be long before the Yancey family’s prominence fades away.”
Matthias raised an eyebrow and commented, “You and Christopher are a perfect match.”
They were both ruthless when it came to severing family ties.
Christopher understood that Matthias‘ words weren’t a compliment, so he retorted, “You’re no different
from me.”
“That’s precisely why we make great friends.”
It might sound as if they took pride in their cold–blooded nature.
However, their position didn’t allow them to show mercy to malevolent family members.
“Go ahead, Ceci and I are heading to the basement.”
“All right, everything’s set.”
Cecilia and Christopher soon arrived in the basement.
The five prisoners from earlier were still there. The portly man, who had suffered severe injuries, had
unfortunately succumbed, while the man with his right hand crushed by Evan was running a high fever
and muttering incoherently.
The remaining prisoners huddled together in a corner of the room, their complexions pallid.
They paid no attention to the newcomers who had just entered the basement.
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Blake, the suspect, was confined to his cell, struggling to suppress his anger while disregarding the
presence of others in the basement.
If he weren’t concerned about potential monitoring, he would have unleashed a torrent of curses.
“How could these cowards betray the organization? They deserve death!” He glanced at the lifeless
stout man, his condition even more pitiable than the photos Evan had shown him.
The concentrated sulfuric acid’s corrosive effects had continued, dissolving half of the man’s arm down
to blackened bones, and his right face had rotted away, exposing his gums and teeth. It was a
gruesome sight.
Recalling that he had been injected with drugs, leaving him powerless to resist and likely to meet the
same fate in the sulfuric acid, he quickly averted his gaze.
Despite his unwavering loyalty to the organization, inhumane torture could strike fear into even him.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed through the basement.
All four prisoners, aside from the deceased and the one with a fever, tensed up and turned their
attention to the staircase.
Soon, Cecilia and Christopher descended into the basement.
They approached Blake’s cell, unlocked the door, and escorted him out. Blake, feigning fear, hastily
spoke up, “I’ve told you everything I know. You promised not to torture me.”
Cecilia, wearing a wicked smile, responded, “Evan made that promise to you, not us!”
Blake was left momentarily speechless, unable to refute their statement.
“What do you want?”
He inquired while surreptitiously glancing at the lifeless body on the ground.
Christopher noticed the direction of Blake’s gaze and spoke without a trace of amusement, “Don’t you
see it?”
His words carried an unsettling weight, hanging in the air like an executioner’s verdict.
Blake swallowed hard, his apprehension deepening. “Even if you dissolve me, I can’t tell you more.”
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“Is that so? Yet you seem to know an awful lot.”
“If people who know a lot about the organization are so easy to catch, our organization would have
been done for long ago.”
Cecilia focused on Blake, who seemed determined to sacrifice himself to safeguard his organization,
and produced an injection from her pocket.
“Do you recognize this? It’s a truth serum!”
It had been provided by Matthias and was illegal, unstable, and potentially lethal.
However, there was no harm in using it on a despicable person like Blake.
Cecilia locked eyes with Blake and swiftly injected the serum into his neck.
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