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Chapter 568 Tracking Methods

"This is the top-ranked detective agency you hired?!"

A crisp clang rang out.

Lydia kicked the purple clay pot used for growing lucky bamboo on the balcony to pieces.

The splashing mud covered the two of them.

One of them kept his head down, not daring to meet Lydia's gaze.

The other person muttered under their breath, "What can a group of ordinary people do when faced with a strange power? They've already done quite well..."

With nowhere to vent her anger, Lydia walked up to the man and stared at him with empty, emotionless eyes: "What did you just say?"

The man glanced at Chuck, seemingly certain that with Chuck present, Lydia wouldn't dare to act rashly.

He snorted and retorted, "Zhu Lan and Du Wei possess strange powers. How can ordinary people monitor them?"
Instead of taking matters into your own hands, you choose to sit here waiting for news, and then you turn around and point fingers at us?

Returning to the Sea Heart Society isn't just my business. If you...

Crack, snap.

A crisp sound, like dry bamboo being run over by a car, rang out.

Before the researcher could finish speaking, Lydia grabbed his neck and snapped his neck.

I don’t know if it’s intentional or not.

The body was thrown right near Chuck, facing him.

Those bewildered eyes, still not quite understanding what was happening, seemed to be silently questioning Chuck: Why are you just watching?

Lydia casually tossed the body aside and turned to another researcher: "Do you have anything to say?"

You just killed someone, how could I possibly object?
"No, no."

The researcher answered, trembling.

Lydia glanced at the corpse, and the old man, quick-witted as ever, ran to the body, grabbed its legs, and dragged it into the bathroom.

At the same time, he made up his mind that unless someone called him out, he would never step out of the bathroom.

He would rather be with a corpse than face Lydia, a ruthless killer.

Chuck watched everything from the sidelines, observing coldly the whole time without any intention of intervening.

Lydia wisely refrained from directing her anger at him.

Does Lydia not know that ordinary people cannot monitor Zhu Lan and the others from all angles?

No, she knew it perfectly well, but she had no other choice.

Lydia also has a curse within her body, and this alone puts Zhu Lan in an invincible position when facing her.

Unless someone can come to Lydia's aid immediately, she'll just be feeding the enemy if she tries to catch up on her own.

There was even less need to monitor Dewey.

Hai Xin Hui wanted test subjects for Project DX, not Dewey, this ordinary weirdo.

Lydia's main purpose in speaking at the online meeting was to persuade Zhu Lan to surrender on her own initiative.

As a result, Zhu Lan, the chief researcher, decisively chose to run away, and in the end, it was two useless people who found him.

Now that Zhu Lan has run away, and one of those useless people is still nagging in her ear, how could she not be furious?

And then there was the fusion warrior who contacted him.

Having already arrived in Qianhua City, they chose to observe secretly.

If he had acted sooner, Zhu Lan wouldn't have been able to escape.

But Lydia didn't dare to get angry at him, so she could only vent her anger on these two good-for-nothings.

Lydia walked up to Chuck and asked in a stiff tone, "There should be people from the Sea Heart Society in Shuimu City, right? Do they have the means to detect the DX818A?"

Returning to the Heart of the Sea is Lydia's only chance of survival.

She won't give up so easily.

"Yes, yes."

Chuck, who was guarding Peng Yuan's door, said, "But the aura of DX818A itself is extremely difficult to detect. The sensor will only react when it appears within a kilometer range of the sensor."

Lydia was silent for a moment, then glanced at the bathroom with her sinister eyes.

"If the detection requirements of the sensor were changed from DX818A to a general curse, how large would the range be?" Lydia asked.

“If the curse is not deeply sealed, all curses within tens of kilometers can be detected.”

Chuck answered Lydia's question truthfully.

Suddenly, he seemed to make a connection: "The curses within you have been assimilated by DX818A... You intend to use this method to pinpoint the location of DX818A?"

“That’s right,” Lydia readily admitted.

Chuck crossed his arms: "To change the search target from DX818A to Cursed, we need to provide a sample for replacement. Dead people are not cursed."

Lydia laughed: "Kill one, but there's still one left, right? Let's use him."

Chuck nodded and asked, "I'll contact my colleagues in Shuimu City. Can you remove the curse by yourself?"

“It is almost impossible to remove the curse while alive, but if we don’t care about the life or death of the host, it is still possible to remove just one sample.”

Lydia said confidently.

Chuck's expression remained unchanged despite Lydia's coldness: "Then there's no problem."

During their back-and-forth conversation, the researcher hiding in the bathroom was sentenced to death.

I wonder if he will regret not choosing to run away like Zhu Lan after he finds out about this.

........................

One day passed.

After Chuck made several applications, he finally obtained the contact information of the person in charge of SMTH City.

For some reason, the fusion warriors responsible for receiving them have been slow to show themselves.

If the other party contacts headquarters, they can get support from the local person in charge immediately, without having to go through so many detours.

"It's settled then, if we find the DX818A, I want 34% of the credit points."

Behind Chuck, the head of the Shuimu City government, who had also taken on the mission to search for DX818A, was nagging Chuck about the distribution of merit points after the mission was accomplished.

Like Chuck, he belonged to the inner circle of the Haixin Society.

I took on the mission to search for DX818A simply because I wanted to relax and have some time at Asia Union.

Unexpectedly, Chuck actually found a clue to the DX818A, but just in time lost his own sensor.

The credit was delivered to our doorstep; isn't this just God feeding us like a gift?
Judging from the year this quest was listed, if you actually catch DX818A, the merit points you get should be enough to exchange for at least two high-level adaptation potions, right?
My good brother went through all that trouble to find the crucial clue. If I don't take advantage of this opportunity, would I even be human?

Chuck, with a blank expression and without saying a word, led his colleagues to their hotel.

His colleagues thought it was strange for him to be happy to have his credit points shared with others for no reason, so they didn't suspect Chuck's unusual behavior.

But before entering the elevator, his colleague stopped: "You said you could use the curse to increase the range of the sensor to search for the DX818A. Are you planning to use me as a scapegoat?"

Facing his smiling colleague, Chuck explained, "It's a curse that requires assimilation by DX818A. There are defectors who escaped back then in the room."

(End of this chapter)