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Following Qin Yang's instructions, she prepared some ropes, knives, and other items, and then secretly delivered them to the location designated by Qin Yang.

After receiving these tools, Qin Yang felt even more confident.

He was one step closer to rescuing Bruce.

However, Tabitha was filled with inner turmoil.

She was helping Qin Yang fight against Gellervin, but that also meant she would completely break with Gellervin.

She didn't know if her choice was right, nor what the consequences would be.

She sat in her room, looking at the night outside the window, her heart filled with confusion and fear.

She thought of the days she spent with Gallagher, those happy times still vivid in her mind.

However, she also clearly remembered how Gallevan had brutally murdered Alfred, the man who had once treated her like a father and brother.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

You have to make a choice.

She could no longer serve people like Gallagher; she had to stand up and fight for justice.

After making up her mind, she began to cooperate more actively with Qin Yang's actions.

She used her identity and position to provide Qin Yang with more intelligence and assistance.

She knew she was taking a risk, but she was prepared and willing to bear all the consequences.

Through Qin Yang's meticulous planning, they located the place where Bruce and Sylvie were being held.

It was an abandoned warehouse, deserted and only guarded by a few of Galerwin's men.

Qin Yang led his men and quietly approached the warehouse.

Using the cover of night, they successfully avoided being seen by Gallevin's men.

However, just as they were about to enter the warehouse, an unexpected incident occurred.

A stray dog ​​suddenly rushed out, barking loudly.

This caught the attention of Gallevan's men, who immediately became alert and began searching everywhere.

Qin Yang was startled; he knew he couldn't force his way in at this moment.

He made a decision immediately and led his men away from the scene.

He found a secluded place to hide and waited for his opportunity.

Everyone waited anxiously throughout the night.

Gallerwin's men will certainly be on high alert, making it even more difficult for them to approach the warehouse again.

But they did not give up hope, believing that there would always be an opportunity.

Inside the warehouse, Bruce and Sylvie were still tied to chairs.

Listening to the noises outside, my heart was filled with fear and unease.

However, in this moment of despair, Sylvie suddenly awakens.

Looking into Bruce's determined eyes, she felt a surge of strength within her.

I can't just give up hope like this.

She quietly shifted her body, trying to break free of the ropes binding her.

However, the ropes were tied very tightly, and it took her a great deal of effort to break free.

She stood up, walked over to Bruce, and untied his ropes.

Bruce stretched his aching body and looked at Sylvie gratefully.

"Thank you, Sylvie."

He said, "We need to get out of here right away."

Sylvie nodded; time was of the essence, and there could be no delays.

She took Bruce's hand, and the two quietly walked towards the warehouse exit.

However, just as they were about to leave the warehouse, one of Galerwin's men suddenly appeared.

He saw Bruce and Sylvie and immediately shouted for help.

Bruce and Sylvie were startled; they knew they couldn't force their way in at this moment.

He immediately turned around and ran in another direction.

Qin Yang, who was waiting outside, heard the commotion inside the warehouse; Bruce and Sylvie had already escaped.

He immediately led his men to rush over, ready to provide support.

They met up with Bruce and Sylvie in a small alley.

Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Bruce and Sylvie were safe and sound.

"Are you guys okay?"

he asked with concern.

Bruce shook his head:
"We're alright, thank you for coming to rescue us."

Qin Yang smiled and said:

"Don't mention it, we're friends."

"We need to get out of here quickly; Galerwin's men will be catching up soon."

So the group hurriedly left the alley and ran towards a safe place.

However, they hadn't gone far when they encountered Gallevin's men.

These people have received the news and are searching for their whereabouts.

Qin Yang's heart tightened; he knew he couldn't afford to fight head-on at this moment.

He made a decision immediately, taking Bruce and Sylvie to hide in an abandoned building.

Hidden in a corner of the building, listening to the sounds outside.

At this time, it is essential to remain calm and patient.
On a gloomy evening, Bruce found Sylvie once again, his eyes filled with urgency and anticipation.

he asked:
"Sylvie, has your uncle ever told you who the killer in the Wayne couple's case is?"

Looking into Bruce's longing eyes, Sylvie felt a surge of helplessness.

She gently shook her head, her voice tinged with apology:
"Bruce, if I really knew the answer, I would tell you without hesitation."

But I really don't know.

My uncle never told me anything about that case.

Upon hearing this, the light in Bruce's eyes dimmed instantly.

He sighed helplessly and turned to leave.

However, fate did not seem to let him off easily.

On his way home, a car suddenly blocked his path.

A group of menacing thugs jumped out of the car, wielding clubs and knives, and charged menacingly at Bruce and the passersby.

Despite his exceptional skills, Bruce was overwhelmed by the sudden attack.

Soon, he and Sylvie were captured by the bandits and taken to a secluded factory.

The factory was dimly lit, with only a few dim light bulbs flickering in the corners.

The bandits wore ferocious smiles, reveling in the thrill of controlling the fate of others.

Bruce was pushed against the wall. He tried to remain calm, but the fear in his heart was hard to suppress.

“I’m only giving you one chance,” Bruce said, trying to sound calm. “Let us go, or you’ll regret it.”

However, the bandits did not seem to intend to heed his threats.

One of the burly thugs stepped forward and punched Bruce in the face without saying a word.

Bruce felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and blood instantly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

You may speak only when I tell you to!

The thugs glared menacingly at Bruce, as if they wanted to devour him alive. This sight terrified Sylvie.

Looking at Bruce's injured face, she felt helpless and desperate.

The thugs seemed to enjoy the thrill of controlling other people's emotions and began to use even more cruel methods to force Bruce and Sylvie to tell the truth.

One of the bandits took out a sharp dagger and held it to the cheeks of the two men.

His voice was cold and cruel:
“Our master heard that the blonde woman’s uncle is investigating the Wayne couple’s case.”

So he sent us to find out the truth.

Bruce and Sylvie both understood that this "master" was very likely the murderer they had been searching for.

However, they still chose to remain silent.

Once you open your mouth, you may find yourself in a situation from which there is no redemption.

Seeing that neither of them would speak, the bandits showed no sign of panic.

He pointed to Bruce and Sylvie and said:
"It's okay, we have plenty of time."

We can choose one person to enter the small room, and then chop off their fingers one by one with a knife.

I believe that by then, you will definitely speak up.

Bruce and Sylvie both felt an unprecedented fear.

These bandits are true to their word; they really will do such cruel things.

However, even so, they still chose to stick to their bottom line.

The thugs waved back and forth between the two men, pointing their fingers at Bruce.

"Let's start with you."

The bandit said coldly.

Amid Sylvie's screams, Bruce was dragged into a small room by two thugs.

Sylvie, outside the door, could only hear Bruce's struggles and the thugs' sneers.

She didn't know what happened inside, but she could imagine the horrific scene.

After a while, the door opened.

Bruce was dragged out by two thugs; his hands and clothes were covered in blood.

His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with despair and pain.

“I have to admire Wayne’s son,” the thug said, wiping the blood off his hands with a tissue as he approached Sylvie. “He’s a man of principle; he just wouldn’t say a word.”

Sylvie looked at Bruce's bloodied and mangled fingers, and a surge of intense grief and anger welled up inside her.

She asked in a trembling voice:

"You...you really killed him?"

The bandit looked at Sylvie's tear-streaked face and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"What do you think? If he refuses to speak up, this is the only outcome he can have."

Upon hearing this, Sylvie felt as if her entire world had collapsed.

She couldn't accept this cruel reality; she couldn't imagine Bruce leaving her like this.

She collapsed to the ground, covering her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face like a spring.

However, fate did not seem to intend to end things there.

Just as Sylvie was falling into despair, a series of hurried footsteps and shouts suddenly came from outside the factory.

It turned out that Bruce's assistant and the police arrived in time and successfully captured the entire group of thugs.

When Sylvie saw Bruce again, he had already been taken to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Although his fingers could not be fully restored, his life was saved.

In the hospital, Sylvie held Bruce's hand tightly, tears streaming down her face again.

"Bruce, you must live on strongly."

We cannot let those murderers get away with it. We must find the truth and avenge the Wayne couple!

Bruce felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he looked into Sylvie's determined eyes.

He nodded slightly and said in a weak voice:
"I will... I definitely will..."

In the dimly lit corner, the yellowish light barely illuminated the surroundings, but it still couldn't dispel the oppressive atmosphere.

Tension and unease filled the air, making even breathing heavy.

Sylvie, the woman who always presented a gentle smile, was now biting her lower lip, her eyes filled with fear and helplessness.

The assailant's figure loomed in the dim light as he approached Sylvie step by step, each step feeling like a blow to her heart.

His smile was cruel and twisted, like a demon crawling out of hell, and the sharp blade in his hand gleamed with a chilling light under the dim lamplight.

“You’re not in dire straits yet, Sylvie.”

The assailant's voice was sinister, like a call from the abyss, carrying an indescribable evil power.

His words were full of threats and provocation, “But I don’t know if you can withstand my methods.”

Sylvie's body trembled slightly as she tried to remain calm, but the fear inside her surged like a tidal wave.

Retreating now will only embolden the criminals and make them more reckless.

So, she mustered her courage and said in a trembling voice:
"Let me go, or I swear, you and your loved ones will die a horrible death!"

Sylvie's words were filled with determination and anger, but the thugs just laughed.

The laughter was cruel and grating, as if mocking her ignorance and helplessness.

He said with a laugh:
"I think this is the real you, Sylvie! That gentle demeanor you always have is just an act, isn't it?"

The thug's words deepened Sylvie's pain; she could no longer pretend.

So she closed her eyes, preparing to face her impending fate.

However, at this critical moment, the assailant suddenly stopped, and the sharp blade in his hand trembled slightly.

"Huh? What did you say?"

The thug's voice carried a hint of doubt and tension, as if Sylvie's words had touched a sensitive nerve.

Sylvie sensed the thug's hesitation. She suddenly opened her eyes and shouted with all her might:

"Malone! That person's name is M. Malone! That's all I know!"

Her cries echoed in the empty room, like searching for a glimmer of light in the darkness.

However, to her utter surprise, no sooner had she finished speaking than a calm and firm voice came from inside the room:

"Okay."

The voice was like the brightest star in the night sky, instantly illuminating the darkness in Sylvie's heart.

She and the thug were both stunned and turned their heads in surprise.

Bruce emerged from a small room, his figure appearing exceptionally tall and imposing under the light.

Beside him was Selena, the former stray cat girl, her eyes filled with wariness and curiosity.

“I’m really disappointed in you, Sylvie.”

Bruce's voice was deep and powerful, each word striking Sylvie's heart like a heavy hammer.

His eyes were filled with disappointment and anger, as if he were looking at a family member who had betrayed him.

Sylvie's face turned even paler; she had been exposed.

She tried to cover up the truth with lies, but she still couldn't escape Bruce's eyes.

She lowered her head, not daring to meet Bruce's gaze, and could only silently endure the torment in her heart.

"I know you did all of this."

Bruce continued, his tone filled with unwavering conviction, "Qin Yang told you the killer's identity, and your approach to me also has ulterior motives."

Upon hearing this, Sylvie's body trembled again. (End of Chapter)