Brian was stunned, and he stared at the man in disbelief. "What did you just say?"

Even Holly was at a loss for words.

Luke frowned.

The man immediately rushed forward, handing them his phone.

On the screen was a video of Professor Barry Brandt being interviewed, specifically the part where he mentioned old Mr. Sims.

"Mr. Sims came to me and asked, 'Are you willing to dedicate twenty years of your life for your country?' We set up a massive operation, a plan so intricate it fooled everyone! Now people are calling him a spy because he funded me, and I gave him money… Yes, I did send him money, but it was because I wanted to transfer my earnings from overseas back home. Under the guise of purchasing domestic advanced technology, I wired the money to him and tricked everyone. I'm back now—not only to clear my name but to clear Mr. Sims' as well!"

The weight of the interview hit everyone like a tidal wave.

In the Special Division, every door opened, and people flooded into the hallway, gathering around Brian.

He stood there, frozen, staring in shock toward the room where old Mr. Sims was being held.

The rest of the Special Division members followed his gaze…

Holly's eyes turned red. She was so overwhelmed she could barely hold herself back from screaming.

Her grandfather was innocent!

any attempt at escape, but now, no one moved to stop Holly. The guards, too, were overcome with emotion,

Mr. Sims' room himself, but suddenly someone ran up to him from outside. "Mr. Dawson, an important figure is here with

surprise, then

standing beside Professor Barry Brandt, was a high-ranking official usually only seen on television. The two had just gotten out of

rushed into the Special Division building, grabbing Brian by the arm as soon as he

was still in shock, barely able

he could say anything, Professor Brandt was already moving

members of the Special Division,

Inside, Holly was crying.

paused for a moment, straightened his jacket, then

been held there for some time now, and the Special Division had made sure to

light was overwhelming, and old Mr. Sims

doorway was blinding, like a path leading out

Sims hesitated, then gently patted Holly, who was still sobbing

tears and helped him

the doorway, where he

the prime of his life, while eighty-year-old Mr.

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