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Chapter 192 Lynn vs. Thompson

Their hearts were filled with a sense of responsibility and mission, as if the safety of the entire world rested on their shoulders. When the new product was unveiled on stage, thunderous applause and cheers erupted throughout the venue, while Hans and Lynn stood quietly in a corner, guarding this celebration and glory belonging to the tech world.

They were also vigilant against any potential security threats. Their eyes were firm and sharp, as if telling everyone: As long as we are here, this is a safe haven!

The press conference proceeded with great enthusiasm, and the new product generated a tremendous response. Media reporters flocked to the stage, eager to photograph and report on this technological spectacle. Fans were equally excited, cheering for Skywalk's innovative spirit and going wild for this groundbreaking technological product.

The atmosphere at the press conference was enthusiastic. On stage, the general manager of Tianxing Technology was passionately introducing the new technological products, while the audience applauded enthusiastically and the camera shutters of the media reporters clicked incessantly.

However, amidst the commotion, Lynn sensed an unusual quiet.

He looked around, his gaze suddenly fixing on a window of a tall building. There, the curtains were slightly drawn back.

A dark gun muzzle was revealed. Lynn's heart sank; he immediately realized the gravity of the situation—a sniper!

"Quick! Everyone, crouch down!" Lynn shouted, rushing towards the general manager of Tianxing Technology and tackling him to the ground.

The general manager was startled by the sudden turn of events. He struggled to stand up, but Lynn pressed him firmly to the ground.

"Don't move! There's a sniper!" Lynn said urgently, his eyes never leaving the window of that tall building.

Upon hearing the word "sniper," the general manager's face turned deathly pale. He followed Lynn's gaze and saw the dark muzzle of a gun. Instantly, the entire press conference erupted into chaos, filled with screams and cries.

However, Lynn remained unusually calm. While tightly protecting the general manager, he loudly directed the security personnel on site: "Quickly! Seal off all exits! Notify the police!"

Just then, the sniper seemed to realize that his position had been exposed, and he quickly lowered his gun.

He disappeared behind the curtains. But Lynn knew this didn't mean the crisis was over. He quickly helped the general manager up, and the two of them hid in a safe corner.

"What exactly happened? Why is there a sniper here?" the general manager asked, still shaken.

Lynn frowned. "I don't know either. But it's obvious that someone doesn't want this press conference to go smoothly."

The general manager's face darkened further. He knew this press conference was of paramount importance to Tianxing Technology; failure would not only severely damage the company's reputation but also result in huge financial losses. And now, someone was actually going so far as to use a sniper to sabotage the conference—what kind of conspiracy was behind this?

Lynn noticed the general manager's worry and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll find out the truth. The most important thing now is to ensure everyone's safety." He then turned and walked towards the security team to assign the next defensive tasks. He knew this crisis was far from over. Although the sniper had temporarily disappeared, he could launch another attack at any moment. He had to remain vigilant at all times to ensure everyone's safety.

Meanwhile, the police quickly arrived at the scene. Working closely with Lynn's security team, they conducted a thorough search and investigation. However, disappointingly, they found no valuable clues.

The sniper seemed to have vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace. This posed a significant challenge for Lynn, but he didn't give up. He firmly believed that as long as he continued his investigation, he would be able to uncover the truth behind it all.

With the crisis resolved, the press conference proceeded smoothly. The moment the new product was unveiled on stage, thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience. The general manager stood on the stage, looking gratefully at Lynn and the security team below.

He knew that without their dedication and hard work, there would be no success today. Lynn smiled with satisfaction, knowing his mission was complete. He stood silently in the corner, guarding this celebration and glory of the tech world, while also remaining vigilant against any potential security threats.

At the subsequent celebration banquet, the general manager specially toasted Lynn and the security team: "Thank you! It was your courage and wisdom that ensured the safety of this press conference! Tianxing Technology will never forget your contributions!" Lynn raised his glass and, together with his team, returned the toast to the general manager: "It is our duty! Whenever Tianxing Technology needs us, we will be on the front line!" The scene erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers once again, and the atmosphere reached its climax.

The night was as dark as ink, and the streetlights were dim and hazy. Lynn and Hans, dressed in casual clothes, walked along the quiet street, their eyes firm and sharp, as if they could pierce through the thick darkness.

"Based on the information we have so far, the sniper is likely a former Marine named Thompson," Hans said in a low voice, clutching a document tightly in his hand.

Lynn nodded, his brow furrowed. "This Thompson, his whereabouts have been a mystery since he retired. I never expected him to show up here. We must find him as soon as possible, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

The two quickened their pace, traversing street after street, until they finally arrived at a dilapidated residential area. The environment here was complex and the people were a mixed bunch, making it an ideal place to hide.

"This should be it," Hans said, pointing to a dilapidated apartment building in the distance.

Lynn didn't speak, only nodded. They cautiously approached the apartment building, afraid of alerting the enemy. However, just as they were about to enter the building, a dark figure suddenly jumped down from the upper floor and quickly disappeared into the night.

"It's Thompson!" Lynn shouted and immediately gave chase. Hans followed closely behind, and the two of them ran as fast as they could, trying to catch up with the dark figure.

However, Thompson was clearly very familiar with the area, using the terrain and buildings to constantly evade Lynn and Hans's pursuit. Whenever the two were about to catch him, he always managed to escape skillfully.

"Damn it! This guy is too cunning!" Hans cursed angrily, somewhat exasperated.

Lynn remained calm: "Don't rush, he can't escape. Let's keep chasing!" The two quickened their pace again, keeping close behind Thompson. After a fierce chase, they finally intercepted Thompson in front of an abandoned warehouse.

Thompson stopped and slowly turned around. A sly smile played on his lips, as if he didn't care about the chase at all.

"You've finally caught up," he said calmly. Lynn and Hans remained silent, watching him warily. They knew that Thompson was no ordinary person and they had to be careful. Sure enough, Thompson suddenly attacked, his figure flashing towards them like a ghost. Lynn and Hans reacted quickly, engaging Thompson in fierce combat.

The three fought fiercely, exchanging blows with equal intensity. While Thompson was agile and ruthless, Lynn and Hans were no pushovers either. Relying on their superior skills and extensive experience, they maintained a close match with Thompson. However, as time passed, Lynn and Hans gradually discovered Thompson's weaknesses.

His attacks were fierce, but his defense was relatively weak. So the two began to change tactics, focusing on defense and counterattacks, gradually forcing Thompson to reveal weaknesses.

Finally, in a fierce exchange, Lynn seized upon Thompson's momentary lapse in concentration, delivering a powerful punch to his abdomen. Thompson groaned and doubled over in pain. Hans immediately stepped forward and subdued Thompson, pinning him to the ground.

"We won," Lynn said, panting. A victorious smile spread across his face, and Hans looked relieved. They knew that although the chase had been difficult, they had ultimately emerged victorious.

After Thompson was arrested, the two officers took him to the police station for questioning. After a battle of wits and courage,

Thompson finally confessed to his crimes and motives.

It turns out that he attempted to disrupt Tianxing Technology's press conference with a sniper rifle due to a grudge from years ago. Now that his scheme has been exposed, he can only accept legal punishment.

Lynn and Hans exchanged a smile, a huge weight lifted from their shoulders. They had successfully tracked down and captured sniper Thompson—it was truly a thrilling experience.

The police station was dimly lit and heavy. Thompson sat in the interrogation room chair, his hands firmly gripping the table. His eyes held a mixture of confusion and resentment. Lynn and Hans stood opposite him, silently watching him.

"Thompson, why did you do this?" Lynn asked first. His tone was calm and firm, as if it could penetrate Thompson's inner defenses.

Thompson looked up into Lynn's eyes. He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "You wouldn't understand." His voice was a little hoarse, and tinged with helplessness.

However, Lynn didn't give up. He continued to press, "Is it because of Skywalk Technology's new product? Or is it because of you personally?"

Thompson fell silent again. He seemed to be thinking about something, or perhaps recalling something. After a while, he finally spoke: "Both, I guess. That new product will cause many people to lose their jobs, even their livelihoods. And I'm just one of the victims."

Hearing this, Lynn and Hans frowned. They hadn't expected Thompson to have such a story behind him. However, this couldn't justify his crime. Lynn took a deep breath and slowly said, "Thompson, I understand how you feel. But you chose the wrong way to express your dissatisfaction. You should know that violence doesn't solve problems."

Thompson didn't speak, only silently lowered his head. He seemed to be reflecting on his actions, and perhaps worried about his future. Lynn and Hans also remained silent; they knew that at this moment, silence was more powerful than any words.

The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, dappling the space above Lynn's bed. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and instinctively reached for his phone on the bedside table. Suddenly, a rapid knocking shattered the morning tranquility. Lynn frowned, a sense of foreboding rising within him.

He quickly dressed, opened the door, and saw Duke standing anxiously outside. "Lynn, something's happened, we need your help," Duke said in a low, urgent voice.

Lynn's heart tightened. He knew Duke was a composed man; such panic meant something serious had happened. "Come in and tell me slowly. What happened?"

Duke strode into the room, closed the door, and said gravely, "We suspect an official named Hulk of serious bribery. But the problem is, we can't find any concrete evidence."

Upon hearing this, Lynn frowned. "Without evidence, this is indeed a tricky problem. How did you discover he was suspected of accepting bribes?"

"We received an anonymous whistleblower letter detailing Hulk's improper dealings with certain businessmen."

"But the letter was too vague and offered no concrete evidence," Duke explained.

Lynn pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "I understand. Since there's no direct evidence, we need to start with Hulk's interpersonal relationships and financial situation to look for clues."

Duke nodded in agreement: "That's right, that's exactly why we came to you. You have extensive experience in investigations, and we hope you can help us find a breakthrough."

Lynn took a deep breath; he knew this task wouldn't be easy. But he also understood that as an investigator, he had a responsibility to uncover the truth. "Okay, I accept the task. But I need more information, such as Hulk's background, work experience, family situation, etc."

Over the next few days, Lynn conducted an in-depth investigation into Hulk's background and secretly observed his life and work. He discovered that although Hulk appeared to be honest and upright, he secretly maintained close relationships with some businessmen, and his spending level clearly exceeded his legal income.

However, despite discovering these suspicious points, Lynn still couldn't find conclusive evidence to prove Hulk had accepted a bribe. He began to feel anxious and stressed, and even started to doubt whether his investigation was on the right track.

Just as Lynn was in trouble, he suddenly received a phone call from a mysterious person. The mysterious person told him...

He possesses crucial evidence of Hulk's bribery and is willing to meet with Lynn to make a deal.

Lynn was secretly pleased, but a sense of vigilance quickly followed. He knew this mysterious person might not be simple.

This deal might be a trap. But in order to uncover the truth, he decided to take the risk.

The meeting place was set for a secluded café. Lynn arrived early and chose a hidden spot to sit down. A moment later, a man wearing black sunglasses and a dark trench coat walked in. He looked around and then went straight to Lynn.

"You're Lynn?" The man took off his sunglasses, revealing a cold and stern face.

Lynn nodded. "That's right. You're that mysterious person?"

The man smiled slightly: "You can call me Shadow. I have evidence that Hulk accepted bribes, but you must agree to one condition."

"What are the conditions?" Lynn asked warily.

Shadow leaned closer to Lynn and whispered, "Help me get rid of someone."

Lynn was horrified upon hearing this: "Are you crazy! I'm an investigator, not a killer!"

Shadow remained unmoved: "If you agree to my conditions, I can hand over the evidence to you." With that, he pulled a USB drive from his pocket and waved it in front of Lynn. It contained the key to revealing the truth and bringing Hulk to justice.

Lynn fell into deep thought. He knew he couldn't agree to Shadow's conditions, but he also longed for that U.

He looked up at the shadows, a resolute glint in his eyes: "No, I cannot agree to that. But I will find evidence through legal means and expose Hulk's crimes."

Shadow didn't seem surprised by Lynn's answer. He smiled and said, "Good, that's spirited. Let's see who can find the evidence first." With that, he turned and left the cafe.

Lynn took a deep breath; he knew this battle had only just begun. He had to investigate the Hulk more thoroughly while remaining vigilant about the Shadow's movements. He believed that if he persevered, the truth would eventually come to light.

As night fell and the lights came on, Lynn and Hans, dressed in their finest attire, entered the magnificent hall.

Tonight, a high-class ball is being held here, a gathering of celebrities, a dazzling spectacle. But their mission, behind this glitz and glamour, is to monitor an official named Hulk and search for evidence of his bribery.

After entering the ball, the two dispersed into the crowd, exchanging information with glances and subtle gestures. Lynn, holding a glass of champagne, outwardly chatted with the guests, but secretly observed Hulk's every move. Hans, meanwhile, hid in a corner, recording every possible clue with professional equipment.

However, as time ticked by, Hulk behaved exactly like a normal guest. He smiled and chatted with people, occasionally dancing, his manners impeccable, showing no signs of anything suspicious. Lynn and Hans began to feel anxious. Had their intelligence been wrong? Or was Hulk truly so cunning that he could conceal his crimes in such a setting?

Just as the two were puzzled, Hulk suddenly walked towards them. He had a playful smile on his face, as if he had already seen through their intentions.

"Good evening, you two," Hulk greeted them. "Judging from your expressions, you don't seem to be enjoying this dance."

Lynn was startled, but maintained his composure on the surface: "Oh? Mr. Hulk, why do you think that?"

Hulk chuckled, a sly glint in his eyes. "My gut feeling tells me your purpose here isn't simple. If I'm not mistaken, you're spying on me, aren't you?"

Upon hearing this, Hans immediately tensed up. He instinctively gripped the equipment in his hands, afraid that Hulk would discover it. Lynn, on the other hand, took a deep breath, trying to ease the tension.

"Mr. Hulk, you're joking," Lynn chuckled. "We're just here for the ball; we don't have any special purpose."

However, Hulk didn't seem to believe their explanation. He slowly shook his head, his tone becoming serious: "No, you're not. I can see it in your eyes; you have ulterior motives towards me. And I know I've gotten myself into some trouble lately."