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Chapter 180 Get close to little Harry!
Harvey looked at Lynn, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. He knew this young man possessed extraordinary courage and determination. Finally, he slowly nodded, "Alright, Lynn. I approve of your plan. However, you must remember that safety comes first. Stay in touch at all times. If you encounter any danger, retreat immediately."

Hearing this, Lin En felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He knew he wasn't fighting alone; he had the FBI's powerful backing. He nodded and said firmly, "Don't worry, sir. I will complete my mission, expose the Carlos Chamber of Commerce's crimes, and make the truth known to the world."

As night fell, the lights of Manhattan twinkled like stars, illuminating every corner of the city. In a modest bar, Lynn and Hans sat at a corner table, talking in low voices. Their gazes were sometimes solemn, sometimes gleaming with determination, as if they were planning a major operation.

"Lin, are we really going to target little Harry?" Hans' voice was low and cautious, fully aware of the weight of this decision. Little Harry, the son of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce manager, was a seemingly dandy yet scheming young man. His identity and background made this plan fraught with uncertainty and danger.

Lin En took a deep breath, his eyes firm. "Hans, we have no other choice. The Carlos Chamber of Commerce is too large, and it is almost impossible to break through from the front. And little Harry, he may be our breakthrough point."

Hans frowned, understanding Lynn's intentions. By approaching little Harry, they might be able to gain access to the Carlos Chamber of Commerce's internal intelligence, perhaps even uncovering key clues to the mysterious "Project X." However, the risks of this plan were equally enormous; failure would have disastrous consequences.

"But, Lynn," Hans continued, "Little Harry is not that easy to approach. The people around him are all elites of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce. If we are not careful, we will be exposed."

Lin En nodded. He certainly knew the difficulty of this plan. However, he had already made sufficient preparations and plans. He took out a photo from his pocket and placed it on the table. "Look, this is the nightclub that little Harry has been frequenting recently. We can get close to him through here."

Hans picked up the photo and examined it carefully. The nightclub was called "Dark Night," a famous entertainment venue in Manhattan, a popular gathering place for celebrities and wealthy second-generations. If one wanted to get close to little Harry, this was indeed a good choice.

"Okay," Hans finally nodded, "but we have to be careful. We can't let the people from the Kalos Chamber of Commerce know of our intentions."

Lin En smiled and patted Hans on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Hans. I have made a plan. We just need to act according to the plan, and we will definitely succeed."

Over the next few days, Lynn and Hans began intensive preparations. They gathered information about Harry's preferences and habits through various channels and developed a detailed action plan. Simultaneously, they began scouting and investigating the Dark Night nightclub, ensuring every detail was meticulously considered.

Finally, one weekend night, Lynn and Hans arrived at the Dark Night nightclub. Dressed in stylish attire, they blended in with the crowd, looking like ordinary young people. However, their gaze remained fixed in one direction: the booth where little Harry was sitting.

Little Harry was sitting in a booth, surrounded by several pretty young girls and a few men who looked menacing. They seemed to be enjoying this night of revelry, completely unaware of the presence of Lynn and Hans.

Lynn and Hans exchanged a glance, knowing it was time to act. They slowly approached Harry's booth, trying to find a suitable opportunity to approach him.

However, just as they were about to approach, an accident occurred. A drunk man suddenly bumped into Lin En, knocking the wine glass in his hand away. The glass drew an arc in the air and hit little Harry squarely on the head.

"Asshole!" Little Harry roared. He stood up suddenly and glanced around fiercely. "Who did it?"

Lin En thought to himself that this accident might disrupt their plans. However, he did not panic. Instead, he quickly calmed down and came up with a plan to deal with it.

He walked up to little Harry in an apologetic manner and whispered, "I'm sorry, sir. That's my friend, he's drunk. I apologize to you on his behalf."

Little Harry glared at Lin En, as if about to explode. However, when he saw Lin En's sincere expression and Hans' seemingly harmless smile beside him, he slowly nodded: "Okay, I'll let you go this time. But be careful next time!"

Lin En breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the crisis was temporarily resolved. At the same time, he also realized that this might be a good opportunity to get close to little Harry.

"Sir," Lynn continued, "to express our apologies, we would like to buy you a drink. Do you have time?"

Little Harry glanced at Lin En and seemed a little hesitant. However, when he saw the high-end whiskey in Lin En and Hans' hands, he nodded: "Okay, since you are so sincere, then I will accept it."

Lynn and Hans smiled at each other, knowing that the plan was half successful.

The Manhattan night was as dark as ink, neon lights flickering in the humid air, casting a mysterious veil over this city that never sleeps. The Undercurrent bar, nestled in a corner of the city, was bustling with activity. Low jazz music drifted through the air, interweaving with the murmurs of the guests into a wordless nocturne. Lynn and Hans sat at a corner table, their eyes flicking to the door, as if awaiting someone's arrival.

"Will he come?" Hans asked in a low voice, playing with an empty wine glass in his hand, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

"He will definitely come." Lynn answered with certainty, his eyes firm and deep. "Although Harry is rebellious, he still trusts us. Especially when he wants to show off something."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bar door was flung open, and a gust of cold wind rushed in. Harry appeared at the door. He was wearing a leather jacket, his hair was slightly messy, and there was a bit of unruly in his eyes. He looked around and quickly locked onto the position of Lynn and Hans, striding over.

"Hey, you two, sorry for the wait." Harry sat down on the chair and laughed heartily.

"It's not too late, just right." Lin En smiled and handed him a glass of wine. "Come, cheers to your freedom."

The three of them clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp. The warmth of the alcohol flowed down their throats, seeming to melt the barriers between them as well.

"I heard that you are quite interested in the Carlos Chamber of Commerce recently?" Harry suddenly spoke with a hint of amusement in his tone.

Lynn and Hans exchanged a glance, secretly delighted. They knew that Harry's words meant their conversation was about to get to the point.

"Yes, the Carlos Chamber of Commerce has been very popular recently. How could we not be interested?" Lin En said casually, "But, Harry, you seem to know a lot about the Carlos Chamber of Commerce."

Harry heard this and a smug smile appeared on his lips: "Of course, my father is a senior executive of the Chamber of Commerce. However, there are some things that even I can't say casually."

"Oh? So mysterious?" Hans raised an eyebrow in mock surprise. "Then could you reveal something less mysterious? For example, has the Chamber of Commerce made any major moves recently?"

Harry pondered for a moment, as if weighing some options. Finally, he spoke slowly, "Actually, there's something I've always wanted to tell you, but I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it."

"Go ahead, Harry," Lynn encouraged. "We've been through a lot, so there's nothing we can't handle."

Harry took a deep breath and lowered his voice and said, "The Carlos Chamber of Commerce is secretly researching mutants."

"What?!" Lynn and Hans exclaimed at the same time, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"You heard me right. They're mutants," Harry repeated. "Those beings with extraordinary abilities. The Chamber of Commerce got this technology from somewhere and is secretly conducting experiments."

Lynn and Hans exchanged a glance, realizing the gravity of the news. The emergence of mutants would completely disrupt the existing social order and potentially trigger an unprecedented crisis.

"Harry, are you sure?" Lin En asked in a deep voice, "This is no joke." "Of course I'm sure." Harry said seriously, "I've seen those test subjects with my own eyes, and their abilities are beyond imagination. Moreover, the Chamber of Commerce seems to be looking for a way to apply this ability to ordinary people."

"This is crazy!" Hans couldn't help but curse. "What on earth is the Carlos Chamber of Commerce thinking? Don't they know the consequences of doing this?"

"Consequences?" Harry laughed bitterly. "In their eyes, there are only interests and power. As for the consequences, that's someone else's business."

The three of them fell silent, each of them absorbing the shock of the news. The music in the bar was still playing, but now it sounded particularly harsh.

"Harry," Lynn finally broke the silence, "can you tell us more about this project? For example, where are they conducting the trials? What stage are they at?"

Harry shook his head, his expression solemn. "I only know the general idea. My father never lets me get involved in the specific details. Besides, the Chamber of Commerce maintains strict confidentiality. It's almost impossible to find out more information."

"What should we do then?" Hans asked anxiously. "We can't just sit there and wait for death, can we?"

"Of course not." Lin En's eyes flashed with determination. "We must find a way to stop the Carlos Chamber of Commerce's plan. Both for the stability of society and for those innocent test subjects."

"But what should we do?" Harry looked at Lynn and Hans in confusion. "Our strength is too small. We can't defeat the Carlos Chamber of Commerce at all."

"No," Lynn patted Harry's shoulder. "Power may vary, but justice will never be absent. As long as we unite as one, we will definitely find a way to defeat them."

Over the next few days, Lynn, Hans, and Harry began intensively gathering information about the Kalos Chamber of Commerce and the mutant plan. Using their respective resources and channels, they gradually pieced together a rough outline. However, as their investigation deepened, they became increasingly aware of the complexity and danger of the plan.

"We have to be careful," Hans warned during a secret meeting. "The people from the Carlos Chamber of Commerce are not vegetarians. They will definitely try every means to stop us."

"I know," Lin En said in a deep voice, "but we can't give up just because we're afraid. We have to find those test subjects and expose the crimes of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce."

"But we don't even know where the test subjects are." Harry said a little frustrated.

"Don't worry," Lin En comforted him, "There will always be clues. As long as we don't give up, we will definitely find them."

Just as the three of them were at an impasse, unexpected news reached them. A scientist from the Carlos Chamber of Commerce, dissatisfied with the Chamber's actions, decided to expose the truth. He secretly sent some key information to Lin En and the others.

"Great!" Harry shouted excitedly, "Now we have hope!"

"Don't be too happy too soon," Lin En reminded, "This is just the beginning, the real challenge is still to come."

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the slits in the curtains, dappling Harry's face. He slowly opened his eyes, and the events of the previous night replayed in his mind like a nightmare. Lynn, Hans, and the secret about the Carlos Chamber of Commerce weighed heavily on his heart. He knew he couldn't bear this alone; he had to tell his father.

Harry got dressed and walked out of the room, only to run into his father, Old Harry, who was reading a newspaper in the living room. Old Harry was a burly, stern-looking middle-aged man whose eyes always revealed an unquestionable majesty.

"Dad, I have something to tell you." Harry mustered up the courage and whispered.

Old Harry raised his head, glanced at Harry, and said in a cold tone: "What's the matter?"

Harry took a deep breath and told his father everything about his meeting with Lynn and Hans last night and what they discussed. He thought his father would understand his difficulties and support their just actions, but the development of the matter was far beyond his expectations.

Old Harry's expression grew increasingly gloomy as Harry continued his story, turning almost ashen. He slammed the table, stood up, and glared at Harry. "Do you know what you're talking about? Do you think you can interfere in the affairs of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce?"

Harry was intimidated by his father's momentum and took a step back involuntarily: "But, Dad, they are doing something immoral, we can't just sit back and watch."

"Immoral?" Old Harry sneered. "There are so many immoral things in this world. Can you control them all? Besides, what makes you think you can change anything? You're just a brat!"

Harry was stung by his father's words. His eyes widened and he retorted, "Dad, I did this for justice, for those innocent people. We can't choose to remain silent because of fear."

"Justice?" Old Harry was furious. He stepped forward and slapped Harry hard. "Is this what you call justice? Do you know how much trouble this will bring us? The Carlos Chamber of Commerce is not someone we can afford to mess with!"

Harry's face was burning with pain, and he was stunned. He had never seen his father so angry, nor had he ever been beaten by his father. He felt wronged and confused, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Dad, I..." Harry choked, but couldn't speak.

Old Harry's anger subsided slightly as he watched Harry's expression. He sighed and said seriously, "Harry, I know you have a sense of justice, and that's a good thing. However, this world is much more complicated than you think. Some things can't be solved with passion alone. You'd better not interfere in the affairs of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, you will only harm yourself and our family."

Harry fell silent. He knew he couldn't convince his father, and he understood his father's concerns. However, his inner sense of justice prevented him from giving up. He raised his head, looked at his father, and said firmly, "Dad, I understand your concerns, but I can't just stand by and watch them do bad things. I will be careful and won't put myself in danger."

Old Harry looked at Harry's determined eyes and couldn't help but waver. He knew his son was a man of his own ideas, and once he made a decision, it was difficult to change it. However, as a father, he had a responsibility to protect his family and couldn't let Harry take this risk.

"Harry," Old Harry said earnestly, "I know you have your own ideas, but this matter is really too dangerous. Promise me that you won't interfere in the affairs of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce again, okay?"

Harry looked at his father, feeling a mixture of emotions. He knew he couldn't let him down, but he also couldn't go against his conscience. Finally, he took a deep breath and said slowly, "Dad, I promise I'll be careful. But if I do find any important clues, I'll definitely tell you."

Old Harry looked at Harry, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He knew his son had grown up, with his own thoughts and judgment. He could no longer restrain him like he had when he was a child. He could only silently support him and hope that he would be safe.

"Alright," Old Harry sighed helplessly, "Promise me you'll be careful. If there's any danger, tell me right away."

Harry nodded, a warm feeling welling up in his heart. He knew that no matter what he did, his father would stand behind him, silently supporting him. This family bond was his most precious treasure.

In a seemingly ordinary café hidden away in Manhattan, Old Harry sat by the window, his expression grave. His gaze flickered outward, as if awaiting someone's arrival. A cup of long-gone-cold coffee sat on the table, unattended. Finally, the doorbell rang, and Lynn and Hans entered the café, one after the other, a look of determination in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)