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In front of The Pavillion, police sirens blasted along the warning lights as a crowd gathered to look at
the incident.
Dozens of meters away from the city center, billows of thick black smoke arise from the ruins of a
helicopter.
At the investigation area that had been taped off by the police, Travis Feron, the chief superintendent of
Paramount Police Bureau came to a police car with Nathaniel and his team members.
When he saw the prominent figures from Paramount Chamber of Commerce, he gave them a solemn
salute. “Mr. Fest, I’m sure it’s been a great shock for you today.”
Benny raised his head to look at him before nodding. After a moment of silence, he asked cautiously,
“How is Congressman Townsend doing?”
Travis was taken aback by the question, while Nathaniel exchanged a confused gaze with his team.
Noticing their reactions, Benny asked in confusion, “Don’t you guys know that he had been brought
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtaway by one of the team leaders from the Special Operations Brigade?”
Nathaniel was unable to suppress himself any further and took a step forward. “Mr. Fest, do you know
what is the name of that team leader?”
Benny thought through it and replied, “Andrew Doyle.”
“Andrew Doyle? Is there such a person in the Special Operations Brigade?”
“Yes.” Rosalyn’s expression changed upon replying. “But he and his team left to Lighspring early in the
morning for training.”
Lightspring? That’s a thousand kilometers away from Paramount!
Nathaniel’s heart sank upon hearing the information. He immediately took out his phone and found a
picture before passing it over to Benny. “Can you please check if this is the Andrew Doyle you are
referring to?”
Feeling that something was off, Benny lowered his head to look at the phone. When he finally made out
the person in the picture, he looked aghast. “It’s not him! The person who took Congressman
Townsend is not this man!”
Oh, no! This is serious!
As the evening breeze blew past them, they felt as though their body temperatures had dropped
several degrees.
If the Central Parliament knows that one of their congressmen was brought away by some strangers, it
would be a huge scandal! Even the person in charge of Paramount would not get away from this, let
alone us!
Travis’s face darkened as he bellowed out an order with a wave. “Search for him right now! You have to
find him immediately!”
Nathaniel raised his head to look at The Pavillion; with a silver glow gleaming from his mask he said, “If
I’m correct, he should still be in there.”
“But…” Rosalyn bit her red lips. “According to the intel from the hotel, everyone has already been
evacuated.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“No, there’s one more spot.” Nathaniel shook his head as bitterness filled his heart.
Rosalyn also lifted her head to look at the hotel with a solemn expression on her beautiful face. “Are
you implying that they are still on the rooftop?”
Meanwhile, on the rooftop, the wind raged ferociously on the few people that were moving swiftly,
blurring their figures.
Andrew suddenly felt a shiver down his spine. Just as his pupils narrowed, he subconsciously pointed
his gun at a figure that suddenly materialized in front of him.
Bang!
With the pull of the trigger, a metal bullet dashed across the air.
I know that you’re a good fighter, but I’m sure you’ll be injured by bullets! A savage and vindictive
expression flashed across his eyes.
Right when the bullet was about to enter Jacob’s forehead, his eyes suddenly sparkled brightly. With a
buzz, a shockwave rippled through the air like waves.
“What?”