The Million-Dollar Heart

The lead detective's expression softened a bit, acknowledging the logic in the argument before him, and began to unhook the keys from his belt, ready to step forward.

Just as he moved, a young officer tugged at his sleeve, "You're actually buying this? Who knows if they're trying to trick us. This one's a serious felon. If he uses this chance to escape, who do we answer to?"

However, the prisoners didn't see it that way, "Even if someone's a serious felon, they still have rights, don't they? And with all these cops around, do you really think he could make a break for it from the station?"

Even in a place as tightly guarded as the precinct, with who knows how many eyes watching.

Thinking someone could escape from here was like believing in fairy tales!

The lead detective shrugged off his colleague's hand, "They're right. Especially because he's a serious felon, we need to be careful. If something happens to him, some cases could end up without any evidence."

"But wait a second..."

The young officer tried to interject, but his colleague had already moved to unlock the cell.

A flash of panic crossed his eyes, and he stomped his foot in frustration and hurried after him.

The officer who unlocked the cell had already approached Kipling, "Hey, wake up. You awake?"

"I told you he was out," the young officer mumbled, still not convinced. Seeing that Kipling wouldn't respond, he was about to pull his colleague away when suddenly Adam sprang to his feet.

His expression shifted from serious to urgent, "Call an ambulance! Someone's been poisoned. Hurry, call an ambulance!"

In the hospital corridor outside the surgery room, Leopold, accompanied by Vivienne and Percival, faced the weary, furrow-browed Chief of the Station.

key to unlocking the secrets of an ancient warrior lineage, and Percival had made arrangements with the local law enforcement to be notified immediately of any developments. They had thought that

day

with a question,

himself at

He was puzzled himself.

incident under his watch was the last thing

sweat from his brow and turned his piercing gaze towards Adam, he demanded, "You were on duty today. Tell me, how did

sir. As you know, our meals and everything else

coincidence?" Leopold scoffed, "What kind of coincidence results in only Kipling

Leopold often seemed carefree, as a former key operative under Percival at the Vanguard Agency, his presence was not easily

head down, his neck aching but not daring

cold voice commanded, "Look at

Percival's status, Adam sensed the authority in his voice, especially given Chad's deference, and slowly raised his head. With just a glance, Percival could tell Adam wasn't involved, "Were

"No, there was another

his gaze sweeping

pushed Adam, "This is crucial information, and you're only mentioning

head, indicating he didn't know: "I was focused on getting Kipling to the hospital; I didn't see if

expression changed at this, "Damn,

countered, "Keith is one of my best. He once risked disciplinary action to save an elderly couple from abuse in the Littleton case.

very familiar with

Adam, "Whether it's him or not,

him in

happens to Kipling, do you think you

responsibility?!"

as the red light turned off, "Leopold, go with him. If Keith isn't at the precinct

"Got it."