Female Novel
Chapter 1787: Finally Caught You
Chapter 1787: Finally Caught You
"It must be Anderson. He's controlling the smart devices in the house and seeking help from the
outside," Luther said, his expression growing more nervous. He was almost restless, wishing he could
abandon the car and fly over.
"Mr. Warner, something's not right. Look, there are flashing red lights, like fire department signals,"
Darrin said. As the car sped closer to the Warner residence, the sound of the fire alarm became faintly
audible.
Luther quickly rolled down the car window, and sure enough, the sharp siren grew clearer.
"Anderson must have triggered the fire alarm system. The fire department is coming. Hopefully, they
can buy us some more time," he impatiently tapped the edge of the car window. He couldn't wait for
even a second.
"We're almost there! Please hold on!" Darrin reassured, though he himself was quite anxious.
He felt responsible for this. Initially, the marshal wanted him to stay at the house, but he insisted on
accompanying the marshal, turning the Warner family into an unmanned place. It was his recklessness
that created an opening, giving the enemy an opportunity.
If something happened to Anderson, he would be held accountable.
As Darrin raced back to the Warner family, the scene before them made their hearts skip a beat.
The long avenue was blocked by numerous black SUVs, clearly belonging to OGW. The fire truck
couldn't enter; it could only stop outside the iron gate.
The doors of the fire truck were all open, indicating that the firefighters had already entered.
Luther's car couldn't enter either.
They had to leave the car outside. Luther, Darrin, and three other special forces soldiers ran toward the
direction of the Warner residence.
While running, Darrin asked, "Mr. Warner, we are outnumbered. We don't know how many people they
have. It's too dangerous to rush in like this. Shouldn't I go and assess the situation first?"
Luther vetoed, "No, I must personally rescue Anderson."
He took out his handgun from his waist and remained on high alert.
"Okay, Mr. Warner, be extra careful," Darrin nodded at the other three special forces soldiers.
They all took out their advanced Glock pistols, equipped with high-capacity magazines capable of
holding 17 rounds. These three soldiers were the elite of the elites selected by Darrin. Compared to
OGW, they had no problem facing ten opponents at once. Plus, Darrin himself had extensive combat
experience.
Just as they were about to reach the front entrance of the main house, there were sudden loud bangs
from inside. In the dark night, the abrupt sound had absolute penetrating power, sending shivers down
their spines.
The house seemed to tremble.
Luther's heart sank completely.
"Not good, it's a precision explosive device," he recognized it immediately since he had studied
explosives.
Darrin could also tell. After the precise positioning, this type of explosive device had tremendous power.
Although it didn't harm the surroundings, the damage it caused to the targeted area was terrifying.
What were they doing inside that required the use of explosives?
Darrin became even more nervous.
He kicked open the front door and saw Mr. Arnold lying motionless on the ground. He couldn't tell
whether Mr. Arnold was still alive, but he didn't have time to worry about it.
Inside the living room, the firefighters were strewn about, most of them subdued, groaning on the
ground. However, OGW didn't intend to kill them.
Water covered the floor, and sprinklers on the ceiling were still dripping water.
The scene was a mess and unbearable to look at.
Luther, Darrin, and the three special forces soldiers remained on high alert as they approached step by
step.
As they kicked open the door, the black-clad figures in the living room began to attack them.
Bullets flew mercilessly.
Darrin dodged to the side, while Luther hid behind a pillar.
Then, they seized the opportunity and eliminated several of the black-clad figures on the spot.
Luther moved forward, concealing himself in the tea room. The living room was in disarray, with debris
and broken glass scattered everywhere from the explosions. At the far end of the living room, the main
point of the explosion was faintly visible.
It was the bathroom.
Also, the explosion-proof and earthquake-resistant safe room of the Warner residence.
In front of the bathroom door, the ground was already blasted beyond recognition. There were several
large holes in the ceiling, with lime continuously falling from above.
From a distance, they couldn't see if the bathroom had been blown open.
Luther and Darrin glanced at each other, understanding the situation.
They both thought that Anderson must have hidden in the bathroom. Anderson had indeed taken
control of the entire house's fire alarm system and lighting system, flashing signals to seek help
anddelaying the fire department's arrival.
Anderson was truly remarkable.
At this moment, a whistling sound came from outside, indicating that the mercenaries Luther had
dispatched had arrived.
Luther breathed a sigh of relief; at least they were not alone.
It was fortunate that Anderson hadn't been taken away from the Warner residence yet. Otherwise, the
enemy wouldn't be so ruthless and still attempted explosions.
Due to his previous mistake, Darrin was a bit anxious. He wanted to make up for his error and was
about to rush forward to confirm if Anderson was still in the safe room of the bathroom.
Suddenly, Luther grabbed hold of Darrin and pulled him behind himself, pushing him to the ground. At
the same time, he shouted, "Everyone, get down!"
"There's a second explosion!" he yelled.
Before his words even finished, a thunderous roar erupted.novelbin
The sound was almost capable of piercing through the roof. The living room was filled with dust, and
debris and shattered glass flew into the air.
The power of this explosion was even greater than before.
Luther remained on the ground, firmly holding down Darrin. He could hear the faint sound of a fuse,
allowing him to deduce that there would be a second explosion.
Darrin's heart raced, grateful that Luther stopped him in time. Otherwise, he would have been severely
injured from facing the explosion head-on.
Countless fragments fell upon them, covering their bodies and heads. The air was filled with a foggy
haze, making it impossible to open their eyes and see ahead.
Finally, when the dust cleared slightly, Luther helped Darrin up.
But when they looked in the direction of the bathroom straight ahead...
They were both stunned.
Anderson was being held by a black-clad man, suspended in the air by his neck, completely
defenseless.
Anderson seemed to be unconscious, his head tilted, eyes closed. He made no attempt to struggle,
and apart from the thick layer of dust on him, he appeared unharmed.
The black-clad man exuded an air of wickedness, exuberantly confident. His long hair fluttered in the
wind as he burst into laughter.
"After all the effort, I finally caught you."
Luther watched Anderson being captured, and his whole being trembled, almost suffocating.
Could it be? The leader of OGW, Cloud?!