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"Shut down all equipment and extract all useful data," Lynn ordered the technician. "This data may be the key to uncovering the true nature of the entire experimental organization."

Technicians acted swiftly, accessing the equipment's storage system and copying all experimental records, gene-editing protocols, and donor lists to portable hard drives. Meanwhile, other team members deployed timed detonators throughout the lab to ensure the equipment and facilities were completely destroyed after the evacuation.

"Detective, this data is extremely detailed," a technician said while working. "We not only found the genetic structure of the experimental subjects, but also discovered some incomplete experimental plans and detailed records of fund flows."

Lynn nodded: "This is the evidence we need. Make sure the hard drive is safe; no data can be lost."

Just as the team was preparing to evacuate, the base's internal systems suddenly activated an automatic defense program, triggering the life support systems for the experimental subjects. The liquid inside the cultivation chambers began to fluctuate violently, and some immature experimental subjects even attempted to break free from the chamber walls.

"Quickly! Speed ​​up!" Lynn roared, and the escort team retreated rapidly.

After all the team members evacuated according to plan, Lynn was the last to leave the control room. He looked at the experimental subjects and finally pressed the remote-controlled detonation start button.

Amidst the massive explosion, the entire laboratory was engulfed in flames, and the experimental subjects and the equipment used to create them were reduced to rubble.

During the post-evacuation inventory, Lynn picked up a hard drive that had been brought back and watched the technicians back up and encrypt the data. He said softly, "This data will tell us what to do next. This operation was successful, but it's just the beginning."

Eric walked over, a weary smile on his face: "No matter what, we won this time. The core facility is destroyed, and the experimental organization's strength has been weakened by more than half."

"Yes," Lynn nodded, but his tone remained heavy. "However, we haven't yet touched the real mastermind. Coleman is just a pawn; there's a much larger force behind him."

Eric sighed: "At least this time, we have enough weapons to deal with the battle ahead."

Lynn looked out at the distant sea, his eyes filled with determination: "Yes, but the next step is to expose the true nature of the funders and bring them all to justice. This is the only way to end this conspiracy."

After several days of sorting and analyzing the experimental data, Lynn and his technical team gradually uncovered some hidden clues. Some of the data recorded the organization's communications and financial flows, and surprisingly, this data seemed to have a remarkable overlap with internal information at FBI headquarters.

"Detective, you need to look at this." The technician called Lynn over while operating the computer.

Lynn approached the screen, scrutinizing the displayed charts and logs. "These fund transfer records... their frequency overlaps with the timing of several of our planned operations far too precisely."

The technician nodded: "Not only that, we discovered some encrypted communication logs. This information was sent from the experimental organization's system, and the target was actually an internal network node at our headquarters. Moreover, these nodes had considerable access privileges."

Lynn's gaze turned cold. After a moment's thought, he said in a low voice, "This means that someone within their ranks did leak information. Only someone who knows everything about our operation could be so precise."

Eric walked over, and upon hearing these words, his face also darkened: "So, there's no doubt about the existence of the mole. The question is, how do we find him?"

"Based on this data," Lynn said firmly, "since they're transmitting intelligence through an internal network, they must have left some clues. The technical team needs to expand their tracking scope and pinpoint the exact source of this node."

"Understood." The technician quickly began the tracking work.

Hours later, a crucial result popped up on the screen—a user access record hidden within headquarters had been locked, originating from an account with high-level privileges. Lynn stared at the screen, his eyes icy: "Who is this person?"

The technician typed on the keyboard, then stopped, looked up at Lynn, and said incredulously, "It's...it's Jason Cobb. He's a member of the internal intelligence team, with high authority, and he's frequently involved in the development of operational plans."

"Cobb?" Eric frowned. "I've worked with him a few times; he seemed like a decent guy, but I didn't expect..."

“Appearances can be deceiving,” Lynn interrupted calmly, “but data won’t. His problems have been exposed. We need to act immediately; we can’t give him any time to react.”

Lynn quickly assembled a special operations team and obtained temporary authorization from his superiors to arrest Cobb directly. He knew that any delay could allow Cobb to destroy more crucial evidence.

The task force quietly approached Cobb's office area, where he was sitting in front of his computer, seemingly unaware of their presence. When Lynn and his men pushed open the door, he looked up, a flicker of surprise crossing his face.

"Cobb," Lynn said coldly, "you're under arrest."

Cobb's expression instantly tensed, but he tried to appear innocent: "Detective, what is this? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"A mistake?" Lynn took a step closer, placing a printed sheet of evidence in front of him. "Your account accessed the experimental organization's communication logs and repeatedly transmitted classified information about our operations. This data all points to you. Do you have anything else to say?"

Cobb's eyes flickered, then he sneered, "Looks like you've found something. But I'm just a nobody. What can you change by capturing me? You'll never find those who truly control everything."

"Then you don't need to worry about it." Lynn waved for his team to handcuff Cobb, and at the same time instructed the technician to thoroughly check his computer.

On Cobb's computer, Lynn and the technical team found more crucial evidence, including his encrypted communications with the experimental organization and a hidden list of some of his funders.

As Cobb was led away, Eric stood beside Lynn and whispered, "You did it, Inspector. The mole has been found; he can no longer sabotage our operations."

Lynn's gaze was deep, but his tone was calm: "This is a breakthrough, but it's far from enough. Through the records he left behind, we must uncover deeper secrets. This battle is not over yet."

Eric nodded, his eyes filled with determination: "We will definitely wipe them all out."

William was being held in a high-security interrogation room at headquarters. The room was equipped with bulletproof glass and high-strength shielding to ensure that no mutant abilities could be used there. When Lynn entered the room, William was sitting at a table, his hands handcuffed to the surface, his expression unsettlingly calm.

"Detective, we meet again." William looked up, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Looks like you've come to deal with me personally this time."

Lynn pulled out a chair, sat down, slammed a document on the table, and said coldly, "Your experimental base has been destroyed, and the equipment and data are under our control. Now, you have no way out. Cooperation is your only option."

William chuckled softly, leaning back in his chair, his tone languid: "Cooperation? You think I'd easily reveal everything? Detective, your so-called victory is only temporary. This experiment is far more complex than you imagine."

Lynn stared at him, her tone calm yet carrying a hint of pressure: "Coleman, who exactly is supporting this experiment? Why take such a huge risk to carry out these illegal operations?"

William paused for a moment, seemingly considering whether to speak. Finally, he said in a low voice, "Do you know where humanity's future lies, Inspector? In genes. Genes are the answer to all our problems. Disease, aging, limitations in strength... these can all be solved through gene editing. And my experiments are paving the way for that future."

"Don't interrupt," Lynn said sharply. "I'm asking your supporters. What are their motives?"

William's smile faded, his expression turning cold: "My supporters? Oh, their motives are completely different from mine. They only care about power and money. Those business tycoons fund me to create what they call 'perfect soldiers'—enhanced mutants who are completely obedient, devoid of emotion, and without any sense of resistance."

Lynn frowned. "Perfect soldiers? What do they want to do with these test subjects?"

"Control." William looked directly into Lynn's eyes, his voice low and cold. "Using genetic technology to create controllable mutants to replace traditional armies and weaken existing national power structures. This is a reorganization of power, and these people hope to control everything in the new world order."

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Lynn's heart sank. He realized this was far more than just an ethical issue of experimentation; it was a comprehensive threat to the social fabric. He asked coldly, "Why did you participate in this project? Are you willing to be used by them?"

William scoffed. "Use them? Inspector, you don't understand. I'm using them. They gave me funding and resources, allowing me the freedom to advance my research. As for their motives... once my research is complete, they won't be a match for me at all."

Lynn was silent for a few seconds, then said, "What about the test subjects going out of control? What about the lives destroyed in the experiments? Do you really think you can completely control this power?"

A fleeting shadow crossed William's face, but he quickly regained his composure: "Science always comes at a price, Inspector. Loss of control and failure are part of the process. Perhaps you'll understand what I mean if you can step outside your moral framework."

"Your only purpose is more chaos and death." Lynn said coldly, rising to look at William. "Your experiment is over, Coleman. Now, you will pay the price for all the consequences you've caused."

William didn't refute further, only smiled slightly, seemingly with a hint of mockery. Lynn walked out of the interrogation room, a heavy feeling settling in his heart. Although William's words were cold, the information they conveyed was chilling.

Back in his office, Lynn compiled William's testimony into a report and submitted it to his superiors.

Kate's follow-up report arrived as expected a few days later. This time, she wove all the evidence and details she had gathered into a powerful article with a simple yet impactful title: "Gene Wars: The Shadow Over Humanity's Future."

The article details how experimental organizations use the funding and technological support of business tycoons to secretly conduct illegal genetic experiments. Through a series of meticulous investigations, Kate directly connects the conspiracies of these business giants with the horrific conditions of the experimental subjects, painting a shocking picture. The article also includes screenshots of experimental data provided by Lynn's team, proving that these experiments are not unfounded.

The article immediately caused a huge uproar upon its release. Public opinion swept in like a tsunami, pushing those business tycoons who usually enjoyed power and wealth to the forefront of the storm. Every name mentioned in the news became the focus of media and public discussion.

Social media platforms are filled with angry voices:

"They're using us as guinea pigs!"

"Do these people have no bottom line at all?"

"This must be thoroughly investigated, and these evildoers must be made to pay the price!"

Meanwhile, legal authorities acted swiftly. Some lawmakers influenced by Kate's reporting publicly called for a full investigation into the business tycoons involved. Some of these giants' offices were even raided, with large amounts of documents and computers seized.

At headquarters, Lynn observed the evolving situation while continuing his investigation. He was grateful for Kate's reporting, but also knew that this storm would not remain merely a matter of public opinion.

"Detective," Eric said as he entered the office and handed Lynn a newly released report, "The federal court has just frozen James Callahan's assets. His company has been found to have multiple illicit funds flowing into accounts linked to the experimental organization."

Lynn glanced at the report, nodded, and said, "This is a good start, but we need to make sure all funders are brought to justice. They will fight back and even try to erase the evidence."

Eric gave a cold laugh: "They won't escape so easily this time. Kate's reporting has made it impossible for the public to ignore this issue; every step they take is under the spotlight."

Meanwhile, reporters and protesters crowded outside Kate's press office. Some of her supporters came specifically to express their gratitude and respect, while others tried to defend the business tycoons.

Kate remained calm about the situation, telling the media, "This wasn't just my personal effort, but a team effort. Inspector Lynn and his team risked their lives to uncover the truth, and it's our responsibility to make the truth known."

However, Kate also understood that these giants wouldn't sit idly by. Sure enough, a few days later, anonymous letters related to her reporting began circulating on social media, attempting to question her motives and even attack her private life.

Lynn quickly learned of the situation and immediately called Kate: "Are you alright? Those attacks were just their retaliation, don't take them to heart." (End of Chapter)