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Chapter 186 Lynn and Ward's First Clash

The superior frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Lynn, you should know who Ward is. He's not only a shipping tycoon, but also has deep political connections. Without sufficient evidence, we cannot easily search him."

"I understand your concerns, sir," Lynn hurriedly explained, "but we don't have much time left. New types of drugs are flooding the market, and innocent people are being harmed every day. We must act quickly!"

The boss sighed and shook his head: "Lynn, I admire your sense of responsibility, but this matter involves too many complex factors. We can't take any risks."

"But sir—" Lynn wanted to argue, but was interrupted by his superior waving his hand.

"Alright, Lynn. I'll seriously consider your suggestion, but I need time to weigh the pros and cons," the boss said. "You can leave now."

Lynn reluctantly left the office. He knew his superior's concerns were not unfounded, but his sense of justice compelled him not to give up. He decided to find another way and was determined to uncover the secrets of Ward's warehouse.

Just as Lynn was deep in thought, an unexpected phone call broke his train of thought. It was his good friend and partner, Hans, calling.

"Lynn, I just got some information that might be helpful to our case," Hans said, his voice tinged with excitement.

"What news? Tell me quickly!" Lynn asked eagerly.

"According to my informant, Ward has a large deal coming up soon, and the location is his secret warehouse," Hans said. "This might be a good opportunity for us to infiltrate the warehouse."

Lynn's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "That's great news! We need to make some plans."

After much discussion, the two devised a meticulous plan. They decided to infiltrate the warehouse on the day of the transaction, posing as members of the trading party, and secretly gather evidence.

However, the night before their planned operation, an unexpected event occurred. Ward abruptly announced the cancellation of the deal and tightened security at the warehouse. This undoubtedly posed a significant obstacle to Lynn and Hans's plans.

"Damn it! That Ward is incredibly cunning!" Lynn slammed his fist on the table in anger. "What do we do now?"

After a moment of contemplation, Hans said, "Perhaps we still have a chance." He looked at Lynn, "Do you remember that thug we caught before? He might know something about the inside of Ward Warehouse."

Lynn nodded after hearing this: "You're right! Let's go find him now!"

The two quickly drove to the detention center and found the petty thug who had been arrested earlier. After some coercion and bribery,

The thug finally opened up and revealed some important information about Ward's warehouse.

It turns out that there was a hidden door inside Ward's warehouse that led directly to his private office. That was where Ward hid his new type of drugs.

Having obtained this crucial information, Lynn and Hans decided to act immediately. Using the clues provided by the thugs, they successfully infiltrated the warehouse and located Ward's private office.

Ward wasn't present at the time, but the office was filled with various drugs and transaction records. Lynn and Hans quickly took photos as evidence and prepared to leave the scene.

However, at that moment, the alarm suddenly went off. Their actions had been detected by the warehouse's security system. A large number of armed security guards quickly arrived and surrounded them.

"Run!" Lynn shouted, pulling Hans towards the exit. A thrilling chase ensued inside the warehouse. Using the warehouse's obstacles and architectural features, they outmaneuvered the security guards for a long time before finally finding a way out and escaping.

The night was as dark as ink, and the streets of Manhattan were exceptionally quiet. Based on prior intelligence, Lynn and Hans quietly went to Ward's warehouse to investigate. They knew the trip was dangerous, but their belief in justice drove them forward.

As the two wandered through the dimly lit streets, a strange aura suddenly filled the air. Lynn and Hans exchanged a glance, both sensing something unusual.

"Be careful, something's up," Lynn whispered a warning.

As soon as they finished speaking, several figures darted out from the shadows and blocked their path. These people had unusual appearances and were clearly mutants under Ward's command.

"Who are you? Why are you trespassing on our territory?" a leading mutant asked in a cold voice, his voice hoarse and deep, revealing an undeniable authority.

Lynn and Hans didn't answer; they knew any words would be superfluous at this moment. They exchanged a knowing glance and then went into battle mode.

Seeing this, the mutants also assumed attack stances. A fierce battle was about to break out.

A cunning glint flashed in the eyes of the leading mutant. He suddenly waved his hand, sending an energy wave hurtling towards Lynn. Lynn reacted quickly, dodging the attack with a side roll and simultaneously drawing his pistol to retaliate.

Hans was locked in combat with another mutant. He was agile, and every punch landed accurately. But the mutant's body was exceptionally resilient, and he seemed largely unaffected.

The battle reached a fever pitch, with both sides exchanging blows and fighting fiercely. Although Lynn and Hans were well-coordinated, they still found it somewhat difficult to defeat these mutants with superpowers.

"This can't go on, we need to come up with a plan," Lynn shouted to Hans while dodging attacks.

Hans nodded, and he quickly thought of a response strategy. Suddenly, he noticed that the leading mutant always kept a certain distance during the battle, as if he was controlling the actions of the other mutants.

"Lynn, cover me, I'll take care of the leader!" Hans shouted, charging towards the leader of the mutants.

Seeing this, Lynn immediately increased his firepower to create an opportunity for Hans. The pistol in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death, and every shot made the mutant tremble with fear.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Hans approached the leader mutant and subdued him with a swift pounce. The leader mutant struggled to resist, but Hans' strength far exceeded that of a normal person, and he firmly pinned him to the ground, unable to move.

Seeing this, the other mutants stopped their attack, seemingly shocked by the subjugation of their leader. Lynn also took the opportunity to holster his pistol and walk over to Hans's side.

"Speak! Where is Ward? Where are the new drugs hidden?" Hans demanded sharply.

The mutant leader merely sneered, "You think you can find Ward by capturing me? Don't dream." Lynn frowned; he knew that asking further would be pointless. So, he gestured for Hans to take him back to FBI headquarters for interrogation.

The two escorted the leader of the mutants away from the scene, but they knew this was just the beginning. Ward's power was vast and complex, and fully exposing his crimes would not be easy. However, their belief in justice sustained them on.

No matter how great the difficulties, we will never give up.

On the way back to FBI headquarters, the lead mutant suddenly broke free of his restraints and lunged at Hans, attempting to regain control. Hans reacted quickly, delivering a side kick that knocked him to the ground. The lead mutant roared...

They launched another attack.

This time, he charged directly at Lynn, seemingly intending to threaten Hans by capturing Lynn. But Lynn was no ordinary person. He nimbly dodged the leader of the mutants' attacks, while simultaneously delivering a powerful backhand punch to the leader's abdomen.

The lead mutant doubled over in pain, but he did not give up the fight. He struggled to his feet and unleashed a powerful energy wave from his hands, striking Lynn and Hans.

"Watch out!" Hans shouted, pulling Lynn aside to dodge. An energy wave exploded behind them, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The lead mutant tried to escape, but Lynn and Hans weren't about to let him get away so easily. The two quickly gave chase and engaged the lead mutant in a final battle.

After a fierce battle, the leader of the mutants was finally subdued by the two. He collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Their eyes were filled with resentment and anger. Lynn and Hans exchanged a smile, knowing that this victory was hard-won, but it laid a solid foundation for their future actions.

"Let's go, we still have a long way to go," Lynn said to the leader of the mutants. "I hope you can cooperate with us to find Ward and the new drug."

The leader of the mutants didn't speak, but a hint of wavering appeared in his eyes.

The next day.

Lynn stood before the gates of Ward's company and took a deep breath. He knew he was about to face a tough battle. Ward, the shipping tycoon, was not only incredibly wealthy but also renowned for his cunning and shrewdness. Extracting useful information from him would be no easy task. But Lynn still decided to meet him in person, even if it was just to test the waters.

He straightened his collar and strode confidently into Ward Corporation. The receptionist, seeing Lynn, politely inquired, "Sir, may I ask what brings you here?"

"I'm Lynn from the FBI. I'm here to discuss some matters with Mr. Ward." Lynn showed his badge.

The tone was serious.

Upon seeing that it was an FBI agent, the receptionist immediately tensed up. She quickly picked up the phone and reported the situation internally. A moment later, a middle-aged man in a sharp suit emerged—it was Ward.

"Mr. Lynn, it's an honor to have you here. I'm so sorry I didn't greet you properly." Ward said with a smile, but his tone revealed a hint of wariness.

"Mr. Ward, don't be so polite. I'm just here to have a chat." Lynn tried to lighten the mood, but he knew this conversation would be anything but simple.

The two arrived at Ward's office, where Ward gestured for Lynn to sit down and then personally poured him a cup of tea.

"Mr. Lynn, what brings you here today?" Ward spoke slowly, a shrewd glint in his eyes.

Lynn picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and then put it down. He looked directly into Ward's eyes and said, "Mr. Ward, we've recently received some reports that your company may be involved in some illegal activities. I know you're a very busy man, so I've come specifically to verify this with you."

Upon hearing this, Ward frowned slightly, but quickly regained his composure. He chuckled and said, "Mr. Lynn, as you know, there are always rumors and gossip in business. But I can assure you that my company has always operated legally and has never been involved in any illegal activities."

Lynn nodded, seemingly unsurprised by Ward's answer. He changed the subject, continuing, "So, Mr. Ward, what are your thoughts on the new types of drugs that have recently appeared on the market?"

Ward's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He shook his head and said, "Mr. Lynn, you've really asked the wrong person. I'm just a businessman; I'd avoid anything illegal like this at all costs."

"Oh? Is that so?" Lynn's lips curled into a meaningful smile. "But I heard that someone once found traces of this drug in your warehouse."

Ward's expression finally changed completely. He stood up abruptly and said sternly, "Mr. Lynn, please don't make false accusations! How could there possibly be such a thing in my warehouse? If you have evidence, then produce it! If not, please leave now!"

Lynn also stood up and met Ward's gaze. He knew that he hadn't come with solid evidence; he had only wanted to test Ward's reaction. Now it seemed that Ward was indeed no simple man; his reaction was impeccable and unpredictable.

"Mr. Ward, please calm down. I've only heard about it; I don't have any concrete evidence," Lynn said slowly. "However, I believe that one day we will find the evidence. When that day comes, I hope you can still be as calm as you are now."

Ward took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He sat down again and looked at Lynn, saying, "Mr. Lynn, I welcome your investigation at any time. But I can assure you, you won't find anything."

Lynn smiled but remained silent. He knew this contest had only just begun, and there was still a long way to go to truly expose Ward's crimes. But he also firmly believed that as long as he persisted, the truth would eventually come to light.

After exchanging a few more trivial words, Lynn got up to take his leave. Ward saw him to the door, his face still bearing a polite smile, but his eyes revealed a hint of coldness.

Lynn walked out of Ward's office building and glanced back at the towering structure. He knew this struggle was far from over. Ward had escaped this ordeal for the time being, but the FBI would not give up their investigation. Lynn, too, was determined to bring this notorious shipping tycoon to justice.

The atmosphere in Ward's private office was unusually tense. Heavy curtains were tightly drawn, blocking out all light, leaving only the dim glow of the desk lamp. Ward sat behind his large desk, his brow furrowed.

A sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

"That Lynn, he's not simple." Ward's voice was deep and hoarse, revealing an undeniable authority. "He has hindered our plans multiple times. If we let him continue like this, our situation will be extremely dangerous."

Standing before Ward was one of his trusted henchmen, a burly man with a fierce face. Hearing Ward's words, a ruthless expression appeared on his face: "Boss, you mean—"

Ward raised his hand and made a cutting gesture: "If possible, we have to get rid of him."

A flicker of surprise crossed the man's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by cruelty and cunning: "I understand, boss. I'll handle this personally, and I guarantee there won't be any trace left."

Ward nodded, a satisfied smile on his face. "Very good, I knew you wouldn't let me down. Remember, make sure it's done cleanly and efficiently, without letting anyone notice our movements."

"Yes, boss." The subordinate replied respectfully and turned to leave.

However, at that moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and a hurried voice came out: "Mr. Ward, something bad has happened! Lynn—"

Ward and his men were startled and quickly turned around. They saw a panting henchman standing in the doorway, his face filled with terror.

"What's wrong with Lynn?" Ward asked in a deep voice, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

The younger brother stammered, "Lynn—he already knows about our plan and is on his way to the company with his men."

"What?!" Ward jumped to his feet, his face turning ashen. "How is this possible? Our plan has always been highly secretive. How could he have known?"

The subordinate also looked panicked: "Boss, what should we do now? If Lynn really brings people, we—"

Ward took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He knew that panicking at this moment would only put him in a more dangerous situation. He pondered for a moment, then made a decisive decision: "Quickly, notify everyone."

"Evacuate the company immediately. We can't let Lynn gather any evidence."

"Yes, boss." The man and his underling responded and quickly turned to leave.

Ward watched their departing figures, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes. He knew that his confrontation with Lynn had reached a critical juncture. If he could successfully escape and eliminate Lynn, his future would be bright. But if he failed… he dared not imagine the consequences.

The next day, before the morning sun had completely dispelled the fog, Lynn's phone rang urgently. He answered quickly, and a colleague from the police station spoke through the receiver with a frantic voice: "Lynn, a horrific crime has occurred in the East District. A family of three has been brutally murdered in their villa. You need to come to the scene immediately!"

Lynn's heart sank. He quickly grabbed his car keys from the table and strode out of the house. All the way, possible crime scenarios flashed through his mind, and he silently prayed that the case wasn't related to the mutants.

Arriving at the scene, Lin En was shocked by the horrific scene before him. The villa's door was open, and several pale-faced police officers stood at the doorway, clearly terrified by the bloody scene. Lin En walked into the house and saw three bodies lying on the living room floor, their bodies covered in wounds and blood all over the floor, already congealed into a dark red.

"Hans, what do you think?" Lynn turned to his partner, Hans, who was an experienced detective whose judgment often provided important clues for solving cases.

Hans frowned, crouching down to carefully examine the wounds on the corpse. After a moment, he stood up and said gravely, "These wounds don't seem to be caused by ordinary humans; they are most likely the work of mutants."

"Look here," he said, pointing to a wound on the neck of one of the dead. "This laceration is clearly caused by someone with great strength."