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Chapter 65 Everyone was stunned. They were all educated people and had never seen anything like that. But those from the school who had seen Bennett during the last incident started asking about what was going "I don't know the details yet. This is a high-level order, and you'll all have to sign a confidentiality agreement later. So asking too many questions won't help" Bennett said, shaking his head, People were even more shocked by his words, confused about why they'd been dragged into such a big case out of nowhere. But the answers would csoon enough.

The lounge set up by the Digitalkey Group was secluded and had real-tmonitoring devices, making it the perfect hidden spot to coordinate everything With everything already in motion, it wasn't easy to move unrelated people around. So the faculty and professors all heard Bennett sitting in front of the monitor, asking, "Enoch, is Quinlyn there? Can I talk to her?" Unfamiliar with Quinlyn's name, the professors looked up curiously and saw on the enlarged monitor screen that Enoch was handing the carpiece to a small figure. That kid was the slittle girl Austin had criticized and dismissed all morning The first thing Bennett asked when he got in touch was about the situation in the temple. "You mentioned there are accomplices among the tourists. Can you identify them?" "Uh-huh, Quinlyn's voice cthrough the speaker, a bit muffled. Then the camera angle changed. She pretended to check her watch while adjusting her position to aim at the tourists on the bench.

She said. "One, four, seven-the one in the black hat and white skirt, the one in the yellow top and brown shorts, and the one in the red dress with long hair. They all cthis morning pretending to be pregnant." As soon as she finished, the camera quickly shifted to the other side, focusing on the pillar next to the lazy young monk by the door.

She added, "The guy in the straw hat has signaled three times already. He and the monk both have knives in their pockets. The woman in red pants on the left knows them. They're probably working together." Following her statement, the police technicians quickly captured images and confirmed the identities of the people in the background. Within seconds, all the information appeared on the computer screen.

"Boss, they're all wanted criminals, and they're all linked to the smuggling case," a cop said.

Bennett's eyes lit up with understanding, and he couldn't help but smile. He spoke into his earpiece. "Great job, Quinlyn. With you on site, I trust the students can safely get down the mountain." When Bennett first got the assignment, he couldn't believe someone could pull off such a massive deception involving cultural relics in his own district. Then cthe order: all plans should follow Quinlyn's lead The nbrought back memories for Bennett of many previous cases where she'd been involved.

But this time, she wasn't hiding. She stepped in as the whistleblower and even earned a place of honor with the military, to the point where they had to follow her lead.

It felt ridiculous to Bennett, but it also stirred a bit of anticipation. He was really curious about how capable the little girl in the video was and what she could pull off.

At the moment, the college professors were the most surprised. Hearing Quinlyn calmly and accurately identify every detail of the wanted criminals and methodically deduce everything made these educated people, who had been watching the monitors all morning without noticing anything amiss, blush with embarrassment. Austin turned bright red as he remembered how he'd arrogantly criticized Quinlyn that morning. Now he wished he could 1/3 find a hole to late in But no one cared about his feelings now, everyone was aneiously waiting for the students to cout of the temple.

"Hold on a second, the young monk suddenly said with a broad smile as the grap was about to tene. I hope we weren't poor hosts today that you're leaving in such a hurry.

Teme: "I "Actually, our abbot prepared sgifts for all of you. How about letting a few of the younger ones go pick them up from the backyard!" That definitely raised red flags.

"Damn, they want to keep hostages to stop anyone from alerting the authorities Bennett gritted his teeth, clenching has bets in frustration. But there was nothing they could do but rely on the people on the ground to adapt to the situation Enoch was about to refuse, but one of the uninformed teachers spoke up first. "Thank you so much. We didn't expect the abbot to be so enthusiastic. Well, we'll go get the gifts. The kids are tired and probably don't want to walk back" Hearing that, the young monk considered it and agreed, knowing dealing with kids seemed like more trouble than it was worth. A few of the female teachers immediately turned around and walked back. Enoch couldn't stop them and was getting anxious.

At that moment, Quinlyn ran over, grabbed a female teacher's hand, looked up, and said. "I want to go too. Can I be the first to choose a gift?" She was acting cute, but her tone was unusually calm.

The young monk glanced back at her, feeling like she looked familiar. But since most kids tended to look alike, he didn't recognize her and didn't pay much attention.

Enoch had already reached the door and was about to rescue them when he saw Quinlyn make a hand gesture [Go. It's a command.] Orders were orders, and Enoch felt torn inside but ultimately prioritized the bigger picture and led all the students down the mountain first.

Once they reached the courtyard, Quinlyn and the teachers were taken to a small room, and then the young monk disappeared.

"This place is so plain. Considering how busy this temple is, why haven't they done any renovations!" one of the female teachers said. They were a bit disdainful and sat by the table, not wanting to move around and explore.

Quinlyn noticed there weren't any surveillance cameras in the room and quickly poured swater, writing on the table. [There's danger. Don't move. I've called the police.]

The teachers curiously gathered around, thinking she was joking and about to teach her that kids shouldn't lie, when Quinlyn swiftly took off her earpiece and put it on one of the teachers. Upon hearing the explanation from the other end, the teacher's face turned pale, and her body began trembling slightly.

[They probably won't hurt you. Just relax and stay quiet.] [The more natural you are, the less dangerous it is.]

As Quinlyn continued writing down messages to reassure them, the teachers' anxiety pronted to ease a bit. In times of panic, people instinctively relied on external support, and without noticing, Quinlyn had bectheir anchor. [Go on chatting ] Quinlyn wrote down another sentence, leaning against the wall and listening for any activity next door. That room happened to be where the relics were stored.

The old rooms weren't soundproof. She organized the information she heard and wrote it on the gro They're planning 2/3 to move. The watch camera accurately relayed that message to Bennett

"The Mauldon International School's students are halfway up the full and are now in a safe zone. Oucteam at e ready to at any time. Your main priority is to ensure your own safety-Bennett's voice ctough the earpiece Before he could finish, Quinlyn scribbled another message. No, they've planned analer escape route er | mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1