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Chapter 141 Chapter 141 0.94% They say real men don't cry easily, but Stanley was truly terrified this time. Quinlyn waited patiently as he cried, handing him tissues. She suddenly realized she smelled bad.

+58) "So you know you are smelly?" Stanley rolled his eyes as she sniffed her clothes. "When we brought you back to check your wounds and change your clothes, you held on to your shirt for dear life. We couldn't do anything." He moved away, disgusted, and plugged his nose with a tissue. "See, in crucial moments, only I stay with you. Those two are gone, scared of germs." Actually, Joseph and Larry had just left to help with manpower. Quinlyn, seeing three coffee pots on the table, didn't believe him for a second.

"Are the criminals arrested?" she asked.

"Yes. We got your message and cimmediately. Luckily, we arrived in time, or you'd be riddled with bullets," Stanley said, growing angry. "What were you thinking? Even as a hostage, with our extensive network, could we not catch Barrow?" Bennett's team had already been controlling the railway station, waiting to catch them in the act during the transaction. But as Quinlyn fled, she sent a ramessage: [If there's no signal fromin two hours, don't take action.] The village was about an hour from the nearest hideout. She couldn't run forever, so she estimated the timing to send a signal. If captured, the deal would be called off-a double safeguard.

When Bill mentioned the ambush, she was secretly relieved she hadn't escaped, hoping everyone was safe. Joseph and the others arrived just before dawn.

In a firefight, she'd be the key bargaining chip, and Barrow wouldn't let her go. So Quinlyn had to escape at all costs.

Stanley understood her concerns and knew the plan's success hinged on her. But when they saw her bloodied and pursued in the desert, they were horrified.

Fortunately, Marvin had a doctor who examined her and treated her wounds. Suspecting a concussion, they decided to head to the village.

Quinlyn, gripping the boy's arm and sitting up despite the dizziness, asked, "Has Barrow confessed?" "No way. That cunning bastard claims he's just a local and knows nothing. The village women are too scared to speak. Bennett's still interrogating him," Stanley said with a sneer.

He thought they should just shoot Barrow for throwing Quinlyn to the dogs and leaving her battered. But legally, they need solid evidence for a conviction.

Quinlyn looked up at Stanley with pleading eyes. "Stanley, I want to go see." "You have a concussion. You're not going anywhere." Stanley refused firmly.

Quinlyn continued to look at him pleadingly.

After three seconds, Stanley gave in. "Alright, I'm convinced. Sit still, don't move, and I'll carry you there. You're so smelly; cback and wash up right away, hear me?" Although Stanley's words were mean, his actions were gentle and careful.

Quinlyn lay comfortably on his back, closed her eyes, and whispered, "Yeah, sorry for worrying you, Stanley." Stanley's footsteps paused as he crossed the threshold, and his tone softened. "Don't apologize. You've saved so many people; 11:53 Wed, 26 Mar Chapter 141 I'm proud of you." As he spoke, he adjusted his grip on Quinlyn, noticing how much lighter she had becafter the ordeal. The weight she had gained earlier was all gone.

In the oasis tent, Barrow's residence had been converted into a temporary office, where key suspects were being interrogated.

Bennett said, "Barrow, don't waste your there with us. Josh and Yolanda have been caught and have confessed." "It's better for you to cclean now to earn yourself a lighter sentence." Bennett knocked on the table to emphasize his warning to Barrow, who was handcuffed to a chair.

Barrow, however, was unfazed and leaned back in his chair with a smile. "Officer, there's no need to scare me. If I had really confessed, you would have lockedup already instead of wasting there with me.

"Also, for such serious charges related to human trafficking, even if I confessed, it would still be a death sentence. Don't deceive us common folks who don't understand the law." Bennett's face darkened. "Even if you don't confess, Yolanda is determined to implicate you fully, and you won't escape justice." "Yolanda may have a pretty face, but she's not very bright. She doesn't understand computers and rarely reads documents. The police must have had a tough tinvestigating," Barrow taunted.

Bennett was speechless. He realized why Marvin had advised against rash actions earlier.

The criminals in the borderlands were indeed more cunning than those in the city. Even though they operated on an industrial scale, they covered their tracks meticulously.

Just like Josh's computer before, Yolanda's computer was also completely wiped, and the documents she intended to use as evidence were all legally ineffective.

pears When Yolanda received the news, she was stunned, finally realizing that she had been used for years. In the event of trouble, all the blwould be placed on her.

***** Barrow proved to be much more stubborn than imagined.

The victims in the village also seemed unsurprised by the police raid; their numb and fearful faces suggested that even a full -scale search would yield nothing.

After three days of fruitless efforts, only a few minor henchmen were arrested, and the morale of the police force was significantly affected.

Barrow, on the other hand, was jubilant and even considered opening a bottle of red wine to celebrate.

"Officer, once the 72-hour mark hits tonight, if you haven't got evidence, I'll sue you all for abuse of power, unlawful detention, and intimidation," Barrow said smugly. The officers present clenched their fists in anger but could do nothing as the village search had turned up empty, evidence found.

The tension was broken by Stanley's arrival with Quinlyn on his back.

with no "You shouldn't be moving around with such a serious head injury; you need to rest," Bennett said, disapproving of Quinlyn's restlessness since she woke up.

11:53 Wed, 26 Mar Chapter 141 Quinlyn shook her head. "I have something to show you.” She patted Stanley and climbed down, slowly making her way to the interrogation table.

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Barrow's eyes had been fixed on her since she entered; his relaxed $ relaxed m expression turned fierce and menacing. He would never forget that this child had outsmarted him.

Quinlyn, meeting his gaze, reached the table and slowly lifted her shirt to retrieve two pages from her blood- stained waistband.

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