American comic book: I, with my abundant martial virtue, love to do good to others.

Chapter 175 Lynn's Heroic Act!

With everyone's encouragement and support, Hans's confidence grew even stronger. He knew he still had a long way to go, but with the companionship and support of his friends, he was certain he would overcome the difficulties and realize his dream.

After dinner, everyone continued chatting together. They talked about their past and future, as well as funny stories and anecdotes. Time flew by amidst laughter and conversation. Before they knew it, night had fallen. After saying goodnight to each other, they returned to their respective rooms.

Lying on the soft bed, Hans felt an unprecedented peace and contentment. He knew he had finally found a place he could call home. Here, he had friends, warmth, and hope. He closed his eyes, his heart filled with anticipation and longing for the future. He knew that as long as everyone worked together, they would surely create a better future.

Night fell, stars twinkled, and moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, spilling onto the floor of the new home, adding a touch of mystery to the tranquil night. Lisa curled up in bed, her breathing even and calm; she had drifted off to sleep, the smile from her daytime play still lingering on her face.

Hans and Lynn sat on the sofa in the living room, and the atmosphere became serious and focused.

"Hans, do you have any other leads regarding that mysterious organization that operates the experimental base?" Lynn's voice was low and serious; he knew the importance of this question. That organization was not only related to their past experiences but might also harbor a future crisis.

Hans frowned, lost in thought. Those days in the laboratory were both a nightmare and a challenge for him, and he tried hard to recall every detail. "Actually, there's one detail I've never told you," Hans began slowly, a hint of uncertainty in his voice, "Deep within the experimental base, during an escape attempt, I accidentally stumbled into a secret room. Inside—there was a strange symbol."

"A symbol?" Lynn leaned forward slightly, his eyes gleaming with curiosity and eagerness. "What kind of symbol?"

"It was a dinosaur head symbol," Hans said, gesturing a rough shape in the air with his finger. "The symbol was very conspicuous, carved on the wall of the secret room, like some kind of totem or emblem. I just felt a chill run down my spine and ran out without taking a closer look."

Lynn frowned upon hearing this. The dinosaur head symbol sounded both unfamiliar and eerie. "Are you sure it's a dinosaur head? Not some other animal or pattern?" he pressed, trying to glean more details from Hans's description.

Hans nodded, his eyes resolute. "I'm sure. The symbol is very clear: a dinosaur head with its mouth open, sharp teeth, and fierce eyes. Moreover, the atmosphere in that secret room is very strange; I sense that some kind of unspeakable secret is hidden there."

Lynn fell into deep thought. The dinosaur head symbol—this clue seemed to contradict everything they knew before. Who exactly was this mysterious organization? Why were they conducting experiments on mutants? And why would they leave such a symbol in a secret room?

"What do you think this symbol means?" Hans broke the silence, a hint of anxiety in his voice. He knew all too well that this symbol might conceal secrets and dangers they couldn't even imagine.

Lynn shook his head, his expression grave. "It's still unclear. But we can start with this symbol; perhaps we can find more clues about that organization. Hans, do you remember the exact location of that secret room? Maybe we can go there and investigate again."

Hans hesitated for a moment upon hearing this. He knew what returning to that experimental base meant. It wasn't just about remembering the past; it was about challenging his fears. "I—I can try," he said softly, his voice firm, "but we must be careful. That organization is powerful; they might still be looking for us."

Lynn nodded; he understood Hans's concerns. But to unravel this mystery, to find the truth about the organization, they had to move forward bravely. "Don't worry, Hans. We'll be fully prepared and won't let anything happen," he reassured him, while also encouraging himself.

The two continued discussing their plan as the night deepened, but their hearts were filled with determination and courage. They knew this night was just the beginning, and the road ahead was long and arduous. However, as long as they stood hand in hand, nothing could stop them from moving forward.

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the windowsill of their new home, Lynn and Hans were already ready to go. They donned black bodysuits, hats, and sunglasses, preparing to head to the experimental base that had once filled them with lingering fear.

Before setting off, Lynn made a point of checking the equipment to ensure everything was in order. "Hans, are you sure this way of going will be fine?" he asked again, though he already had an answer in mind, he still wanted to hear Hans's opinion.

Hans took a deep breath and nodded. "No problem, Lynn. We're ready. As long as we proceed carefully, we'll definitely find the secret room and uncover the secret of the symbol."

The two exchanged a smile, then walked out the door. They crossed the bustling streets and arrived at a secluded corner. There lay an abandoned factory area, where the experimental base was hidden.

They approached the base cautiously, avoiding all surveillance cameras and patrols. Finally, they reached the entrance to the secret room. Hans nervously swallowed, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.

The room was pitch black, with only a faint light filtering through a crack in the door. Lynn turned on his flashlight, illuminating the way ahead. They groped their way along the wall until they reached the place marked with a dinosaur head.

The sign remained conspicuous and eerie, as if telling some untold secret. Lynn carefully examined every detail of the sign, trying to find clues. Hans, meanwhile, vigilantly watched their surroundings, ready for any unexpected events.

"Lynn, look at this," Hans suddenly said, pointing to a line of small print below the sign. Lynn immediately leaned closer to examine it. It was a line of text written in strange symbols, which they had never seen before.

"What kind of writing is this?" Lynn asked, puzzled. He tried hard to recall what he had learned, but he still couldn't figure out the meaning of these symbols.

Hans shook his head. "I don't know either. But these symbols look familiar, like I've seen them somewhere before." He frowned in thought, then suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him. "That's it! I saw this kind of symbol in an old book in a room at the experimental base!"

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Lynn's eyes: "Really? Where is that book? Can we find it?" He knew that this book might hold the key to solving the mystery.

Hans nodded. "I remember where that room is. Let's go find it!" With that, he turned and walked towards the exit of the secret room. Lynn followed closely behind, and the two left the secret room together, embarking on their journey to find the book.

Lynn and Hans searched the dark, secret room for a long time, but to no avail. The room, marked with a dinosaur head, seemed like a huge mystery, swallowing all their hopes and clues. The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with disappointment and helplessness.

"Looks like we came all this way for nothing," Lynn sighed, his voice tinged with exhaustion. He dusted himself off and prepared to leave this disheartening place.

Hans shook his head, his expression somber: "Yes, we searched every possible place, but found nothing. That organization is truly cunning."

The two left the secret chamber and retraced their steps. They remained silent the entire way, each pondering their next move. However,

In the midst of this silence, a series of urgent cries for help suddenly broke the tranquility of the night.

"Help! Someone's robbing me!" The voice, filled with terror and despair, came from the street not far away.

Upon hearing this, Lynn and Hans exchanged a glance, a resolute glint in their eyes. As former victims themselves, they understood all too well the importance of receiving help in times of crisis. Without hesitation, they ran towards the direction from which the sound came.

When they arrived at the scene, they saw two thugs surrounding a woman, attempting to steal her handbag. The woman was pale.

She gripped the bag tightly with both hands, her eyes filled with fear and helplessness.

"Stop!" Lynn shouted, rushing forward. His deep, powerful voice instantly drew everyone's attention.

The two thugs turned around, saw Lynn and Hans, and a hint of contempt flashed in their eyes. "Hmph, where did this brat come from, daring to meddle in other people's business?" one of the thugs sneered, brandishing a gleaming knife in his hand.

Lynn was not intimidated. He stood calmly in place, his gaze fixed intently on the two thugs. "Put down the knife. You've broken the law," he said firmly, leaving no room for argument.

Another thug chuckled, "Law? Here, we are the law!" With that, he pulled out a knife and, together with his companion, approached Lynn and Hans.

Faced with two thugs wielding knives, Lynn and Hans did not back down. They knew that if they retreated now, the woman would be in even greater danger. So, they exchanged a smile and silently carried out their plan.

Lynn lunged forward, grabbed one of the thugs' wrists, and twisted it sharply. The thug, in pain, dropped his knife. At the same time, Hans swiftly subdued the other thug.

The whole process was swift and efficient. Before the two thugs could even react, Lynn and Hans had them firmly under control.

"What do you want? Let us go!" one of the thugs shouted as he struggled, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes.

Lynn looked at them coldly: "What do we want? You should ask yourselves what you want. Robbery, armed assault—you've broken the law. Now, come with us to the police station."

Upon hearing this, the two thugs turned deathly pale. They knew they were truly in deep trouble this time. Under the escort of Lynn and Hans,

They obediently walked towards the police station.

The rescued woman followed behind them, tears streaming down her face, repeatedly expressing her gratitude: "Thank you so much! I don't know what I would have done without you."

Lynn and Hans exchanged a smile, their hearts filled with satisfaction and pride. They knew that although they hadn't found any clues about the mysterious organization this time, being able to help others was a valuable achievement in itself.

At the police station, Lynn and Hans handed the two thugs over to the officers and recounted the incident in detail. The officers praised their bravery and promised to handle the two criminals according to the law.

It was late when they left the police station. Lynn and Hans walked home, their hearts filled with warmth and strength. They knew that no matter how many difficulties and challenges they faced in the future, as long as they remained righteous and courageous, they would surely overcome everything.

"Lynn, thank you so much for today," Hans suddenly said, his voice filled with gratitude.

Lynn smiled and patted Hans on the shoulder: "What are you saying? We're friends, aren't we? Friends are supposed to help each other."

Let's face the difficulties together.

Hans nodded, his eyes shining with determination: "Yes, we are friends. Whatever the future holds, I will face it with you."

The two smiled at each other and continued their journey home. A gentle night breeze blew, carrying a touch of coolness and tranquility. But on this night,

Lynn and Hans, however, were filled with warmth and strength.

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, dappling Lynn's face. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, got out of bed, and began his busy day. As an ordinary employee at a tech company, Lynn's life was usually uneventful, but ever since he and Hans had experienced that thrilling rescue operation the night before, a strange passion seemed to have ignited within him.

He quickly washed up, put on a neat shirt and trousers, and set off for the company. All the way, the events of the previous night kept replaying in his mind, especially the dinosaur head logo. Although it had been confirmed last night that the two thugs had no connection to the mysterious organization, that logo remained like a thorn, deeply embedded in his heart.

Entering the company building, Lynn took the elevator to his floor. He took a deep breath, trying to bring his thoughts back to work. However, as he passed his supervisor Jack's office, he suddenly stopped. His gaze, peering through the slightly ajar door, fell on the faintly visible badge on Jack's shoulder.

"A dinosaur head?" Lynn was startled, his heart pounding instantly. He struggled to control his impulse, pretending to walk by casually.

But a huge wave of emotions surged within me.

All morning, Lynn was distracted while working. His gaze kept drifting towards Jack's office, trying to confirm the sign again. Finally, at lunchtime, he found an opportunity to "bump into" Jack.

"Manager Jack, your shirt is really nice. What brand is it?" Lynn asked casually, but his eyes were fixed on Jack's shoulder.

Jack smiled slightly, seemingly unaware of Lynn's odd behavior: "Oh, this? I just bought it randomly on the street. I think it's quite unique."

Lynn nodded, exchanged a few casual words, and hurriedly left. But a storm was brewing within him. That symbol was exactly the same as the dinosaur head symbol he'd seen in the secret room last night! Could it be that Jack was connected to that mysterious organization?

Lynn spent the afternoon in agony. He kept thinking about how to investigate the matter further. Finally, the bell rang to signal the end of the workday, and he eagerly went to find Hans.

"Hans, I've found a major clue!" Lynn shouted excitedly as soon as he entered the room.

Hans, who was organizing documents, looked up at Lynn with a puzzled expression. "What big clue? You found that organization?"

Lynn shook his head and said mysteriously, "We didn't directly contact the organization, but I discovered that someone within our company might be connected to them!"

Hans frowned upon hearing this: "You mean someone in our company is a member of that organization?"

"Yes!" Lynn nodded firmly. "I saw a dinosaur head emblem on Manager Jack's shoulder today, exactly the same one we saw in the secret room last night!"

Hans remained silent for a moment upon hearing this. He knew that if this clue was true, it would mean they were one step closer to uncovering the mystery of that organization. However, he also understood that such matters could not be concluded lightly.

"Lynn, are you sure you didn't see it wrong?" Hans asked in a deep voice. "That logo might just be a coincidence."

Lynn shook her head, her tone firm: "I'm sure I didn't see it wrong! That logo is too distinctive; I couldn't possibly be mistaken!"

Looking into Lynn's resolute eyes, Hans felt a pang of doubt. He knew Lynn was a cautious man who wouldn't jump to conclusions. Perhaps this lead truly deserved further investigation.

"Alright," Hans took a deep breath, "so what do we plan to do next?"

A resolute glint flashed in Lynn's eyes: "I plan to investigate Jack secretly and see if he has any connection with that organization."

Hans nodded in support: "Then you must be careful and not alert them. Tell me immediately if you find anything."

Over the next few days, Lynn began to secretly observe Jack's every move. He used his position at work to quietly examine Jack's computer files, monitor his movements, and even try to find clues in his office. However, after several days, he found nothing.

Jack's work performance had been consistently normal, with nothing suspicious whatsoever. His computer files also contained no trace of the mysterious organization. Lynn began to doubt his own judgment; could he have really been mistaken?

However, just as he was about to give up, an unexpected discovery rekindled his hope. That day, he inadvertently saw Jack quietly enter a secluded conference room during his lunch break. Lynn's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly followed him.

He hid outside the conference room door, peering through the crack. He saw Jack sitting at the conference table, talking to a stranger.

The stranger was wearing sunglasses, so his face was obscured, but a dinosaur head was clearly tattooed on his shoulder!