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Chapter 177 Bennett analyzed the situation. "Based on the current evidence, Lionel and Mariano have been committing biotech crimes for years, with multiple experimental sites and countless victims.

"simply taking down their hideouts will not be enough to dismantle the organization completely. I agree with Quinlyn's plan. She will continue to stay undercover, locate all the sites, and then we will take them down in one strike" With Laura's case solved, the police department's top officials convened once again to confirm Lionel and Mariano's crimes. However, the grim reality of the situation left them increasingly anxious.

After the discussion, Bennett sent a message through his laptop. (Can you get closer to Lionel and find a way to gather more data?) A few seconds later, an answer appeared on the large screen in front of them.

Quinlyn: [Yes] Everyone had complicated feelings about it. Under normal circumstances, such a critical mission should never be entrusted to a child. However, Quinlyn's skills and psychological resilience were irreplaceable.

This time, even Stanley and Larry, who were involved in the case, had no objections.

The Wilson family had suffered enormous losses cooperating with the police. All their projects had been put on hold, and hundreds of pregnant women remained trapped in the hospital.

No matter how much they worried about Quinlyn's safety, there was no way they could halt the operation now.

As the meeting ended, they ran into Calvin in the hallway. He was holding a framed photo of his late mother, his eyes bloodshot.

After bowing deeply to the two men, he spoke in a hoarse voice. “If you get the chance, please thank Quinlyn for me. I was wrong before. I failed to help her. I am really sorry." Calvin was not allowed into the surveillance room. Stanley and Larry merely nodded without offering much comfort.

They all knew that Calvin was just an ordinary person, smart, simple, and someone who could have lived his whole life smoothly. But when disaster struck, speople simply could not bear the weight of it. They were no different.

Quinlyn, however, was different. Her harsh upbringing had made her cold, allowing her to stay calm in the face of blood, death, and even war, yet she still retained a fundamental sense of morality.

Lisa's fate was proof of that.

Quinlyn had chosen to hold the infant's tiny hand outside the operating room. She could never forgive Lisa for drowning her child, nor could she accept Lisa's complete lack of remorse as a mother.

Quinlyn had simply chosen not to save Lisa, which was not a crime.

That was her way of handling things, and it was also what allowed her to survive in the darkness.

And that was why they could never forgive Calvin for misunderstanding Quinlyn.

"I am exhausted. It is justworking this production line. If I keep going, I will start throwing up at the sight of powder," Chester groaned, slumping inside Glass Room No. 7. He was surrounded by over ten kilograms of powder, completely drained.

Recently, Lionel had been making a fortune. Chester monitored shipments every day, and the output was growing by the 1/3 Chapter 177 minute.

Quinlyn rarely left Lab No. 8, but the moment she stepped through the door, she heard Chester's complaints. She thought for a second and said, "Then stop" "Huh?" Chester blinked in surprise before sitting up straight. "For real? What about the investigation?" "Yes, we are going to get it now" Quinlyn pulled off her protective suit, removed her goggles, and walked out. Chester had not expected it to happen so suddenly. He hurriedly stripped off his gear and followed her, The bodyguards were already familiar with Quinlyn. When they heard she wanted to see Lionel, one of them immedianery drove them into the city without question.

Lionel was indulging himself in a private club.

"You want money? Take it all. I have plenty," he said, tossing, stacks of cash across the table while kissing, a woman in his arms.

The business partners around him looked on with envy. "Mr. Emerson, you have made it big, but do not forget about us. At least throw us a bone." A new powder had recently hit the market, expensive and highly effective, and even foreigners were asking about it. But Lionel had monopolized the entire supply chain.

"Hey, we are all friends. If there is money to be made, I will not leave you out. How about this? You buy from me, and I will give you a 0.1% discount," Lionel said, pretending to be generous. The group barely contained their disgust.

Drugs had to be distributed, which meant they needed people and had to take on risks; there was no profit left for them.

Lionel had always been stingy and unbearable, and now that he was in power, he was stepping on everyone's heads, making him even more repulsive.

When nobody responded, Lionel tilted his head back and laughed. "Well, you cannot say I did not give you a chance. There is only one-" "I will give you this chance." The door to the private room suddenly swung open. Under the flashing neon lights, Quinlyn strolled in and sat down on the couch.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

'Who is this little girl? She actually dared to barge into Mr. Emerson's place, they all thought in disbelief.

But in the very next second, Lionel, who had been so arrogant just moments ago, immediately changed his attitude and greeted her with exaggerated warmth.

"Hi, Quinlyn, what brings you here? Are you not comfortable with your accommodations? How about I get you a bigger mansion?" Lionel said, already reaching for his phone.

Quinlyn shook her head, stopping him. "I do want to change places, but I am talking about my workplace." She pulled a packet of powder from her pocket and tossed it onto the table, then turned to the others. "I am the one producing this. Whoever can offerbetter lab conditions, I will go with them." She had just openly put herself up for bidding, no hidden terms.

The private room went silent for a moment.

Speople were skeptical at first, so they took a sample and tested it. Once they confirmed it was the real thing, they glanced at Lionel's darkened expression, and that only further solidified their belief that she was his golden goose.

2/3 80% Chapter 177 "I will take you in. You will have full control over all my resources, one person said, raising a hand. And with that, the room descended into chaos.

"I own over a dozen subsidiaries. You can do whatever you want with them." "Tellwhat you need. I will get it for you, no restrictions." Lionel's face turned even gloomier. The others were completely ignoring him, fighting over Quinlyn like starving dogs. Suddenly, he hurled the wine glass in his hand.

Bang! The glass slammed onto the table with a loud crash, startling the room into silence. Even the background music stopped playing.

"Quinlyn, what the hell do you mean by this?" Lionel's bloodshot eyes locked onto her like a ravenous wolf.

Quinlyn met his gaze head-on, her eyes deep and unwavering. Her voice remained calm. "Exactly what it sounds like. Since you refuse to giveaccess, I will find an employer who will." Business was business.

"You would not dare." Lionel clenched his fists.

Quinlyn simply stared at him without a word. The colorful flashing lights cast eerie patterns across her face, making her look even more enigmatic and unreadable.

For over ten seconds, they locked eyes. Then, Lionel was the first to back down, lowering his head. “Fine. ё Whatever you want, you will have it. Happy now? Whatever it is, you can talk toprivately. I will agree to anything." Quinlyn did not expose his desperation. She simply gave him a calm nod. "Next time, I will not."

The drinking party was obviously over. One by one, the guests stood up to leave.

ΠΟ ave. Before stepping out, they all handed their business cards to Quinlyn, completely ignoring Lionel's murderous glare. Courage was the most important quality of a successful businessman. No one could say how long Lionel could even keep Quinlyn under his control.

Once everyone had cleared out, Quinlyn extended her hand toward Lionel.

Lionel gritted his teeth, his jaw tight with frustration, but in the end, he handed over the USB drive. Everything he had, all his secrets and his entire empire, was inside it.

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