Scott's palm tightened as he realized Mr. B had been compromised. If that was the case, what was Vivienne planning to do next?

He gazed steadily at Vivienne, his expression growing increasingly wary.

Vivienne, for her part, had no interest in exchanging pointless banter with Scott. She cut to the chase and said, "Where is the research facility for the new bomb?"

For too long, Percival and she had been on the trail of this new weapon.

But whether it was Percival, the Nine Mystics Society, or the Frostfire Intelligence Agency, the intel had been scant at best.

They had scoured every avenue. Even the car accident from before had not escaped their scrutiny.

And now, they had a lead. But it was still uncertain.

Scott remained tight-lipped.

The research facility for the new bomb was a critical project for the organization. It was an essential weapon to match up to the power of the Vanguard Agency. Thus, the bomb could not be compromised. Especially now, as the organization was refining the bomb's capabilities.

Before Scott had been captured, there had already been significant advancements.

Vivienne was in no rush. She said leisurely, "The Brooks family had a gala two days ago, planning to auction off a parcel of land. There's an abandoned factory on it that you once decided to buy, but it's been idle ever since. Now Ronald wants to sell it off, trade it for a plot in Eastlake Bay, and build a spa resort. Do you think it will sell?"

Scott bolted upright, the heart rate monitor beeping rapidly with his agitation.

Yet he clenched his teeth, refusing to utter a single word.

But his reaction was enough.

Vivienne curved her lips. "Thanks, Mr. Brooks."

With that, she and Percival rose to leave.

Nine Mystics Society had uncovered three potential sites for the new

to be remote and quiet, and with Scott in power, he would have naturally leveraged the

always have more than one hideout. Scott had purchased three similar plots of land in one go yet chose to develop

if all

storm one based on a hunch and were wrong, they risked alarming their quarry, losing the precious lead they had worked so

Scott today, dropping

truth was the Brooks family had no intention of

room, Percival said to Leopold, "Head back to headquarters. We're requesting

But that's not the Brooks family's property.

a moment of contemplation, she grasped

three plots of land were indeed problematic, but the biggest issue was that all three surrounded Eastlake

vast territory with plenty of

all, be it passenger, freight traffic, or even

would receive

time they realized what had happened, the

Eastlake Bay was

three plots

first glance, and her visit today

would not be

Order of Nine Mystics Society first. If the headquarters could not

not be so complicated if not for

order, deploying all available members in Rivenwood to lie in wait near Eastlake

raced to headquarters at

waiting for Percival to give

superior's

and Soren in confronting him, "What's the call? Do we move

three, "Second and third squads stand down. First

exclaimed, "Captain, that's a bomb research facility, and you're heading there

his composure. "Eastlake Bay's huge; the first squad's just a

composed, speaking gravely, "Captain, what exactly are the higher-ups

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