Chapter 807 Are They Arguing?
âCatherine, weâre here,â Zobber reminded Catherine in a hushed tone, fearing it might attract the attention of the guards below.
Catherine waved her hand to signal Zobber, then peered down through the ventilation shaftâs exhaust fan.
Below them were two guards in the front and another by the main door. Taking down these three silently and entering the room ahead was nearly impossible.
Catherine decided to move forward, cross the obstacles, and check the situation inside the room. However, the ventilation shaft was too narrow, only allowing one person at a time.
Catherine instructed Zobber to stay in place while she entered to assess the situation.
Understanding that her abilities werenât as formidable as Catherineâs, Zobber agreed to Catherineâs decision.
After crossing the ventilation shaft, Catherine reached the above of the inner room.
Through the vent, she could hear muffled conversations below, making it difficult to understand.
To get a clearer understanding, Catherine decided to twist her body, pressing her face against the ventilation hole to maximize her hearing.
âHow did the task I assigned you go?â
âSir, I believe Ronin genuinely intends to betray Catherine for his freedom. Iâve been with him for a few days, and he has shown no unusual behavior. Through observation, Iâve noticed he is more eager than us to obtain the experimental data.â
The man in the shadows sneered. â
Humph!â
Perplexed, the masked man asked, â Sir, donât you believe this?â
âYou donât understand Roninâs feelings for Catherine.â
Hearing the response from the other party, the masked man felt a bit disgruntled. He didnât comprehend the relationship between Ronin and Catherine, but he believed human nature was selfish when faced with interests and survival. He felt that nobody would sacrifice themselves for someone else.
Although he disagreed, the masked man didnât dare to argue.
A knock on the door interrupted their conversation. The masked man instantly went into a state of alert. He approached, asked for the password, and then opened the door.
Two figures in black slowly entered, respectfully standing before the man hidden in the shadows. âSir, the car is ready.â
âOkay, letâs go.â
Catherine kept a close eye on the shadows, hoping to catch a glimpse of the manâs face. However, these individuals were too cautious. The man hidden in the shadows not only wore a mask but also a large black robe that completely concealed his figure.
Seeing that these people were about to leave, Catherine decided to take immediate action. If she missed this opportunity, it would be challenging to find new leads.
She signaled Zobber to follow her instructions, and Zobber immediately understood. Both of them descended swiftly.
The noise from above immediately caught the attention of those below. After Catherine descended, she quickly charged toward the man in a large black robe, attempting to unveil his disguise and reveal his true identity.
However, the man seemed to predict Catherineâs movements and surprisingly evaded in advance.
This was the first time Catherine had missed, and even she was momentarily stunned.
Regaining her composure, Catherine charged again, but the man seemed unwilling to engage, turning to escape.
The bodyguards rushed to his side, forming a protective shield and escorting him away.
Catherine increased her pace, attempting to shake off these obstacles.
However, they were unfazed, not afraid of her. Even when she kicked one of them to the ground, he clung to her thigh, hindering her movements and buying time for the man to escape.
Seeing that the man was about to disappear right before her eyes, Catherine shouted, âZobber!â
Zobber leaped into action, swiftly incapacitating one of the guards and rushing to assist. âCatherine, leave this to me. You go after him.â
Catherine nodded, kicking away one of the guards and chasing after the fleeing black-robed man.
Just as she was about to catch up with the black-robed man, the masked man rushed forward. Ignoring his own safety, he lunged and tightly embraced Catherine.
The black-robed man had a smug look on his face, ready to disappear.
Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a loud bang.
Branden, accompanied by Carlo and the others, rushed in. Seeing the reinforcements arriving, Zobber excitedly applauded. âWell, better late than never. Letâs see how these bastards escape this time.â
The black-robed manâs expression changed when he saw Branden. He hadnât expected Branden to arrive so quickly. He had originally planned to slip away casually, but now it seemed troublesome.
Everyone thought the black-robed man wouldnât get away this time, but to their surprise, he turned and ran toward the edge, then leaped, directly jumping down.
From a dozen floors high, jumping down would undoubtedly be fatal. Everyone was shocked, rushing
forward to check the situation.
The black-robed man had already jumped onto the rooftop of the opposite building. Then, using powerful arm strength, he climbed onto the roof, disappearing into the moonlit night.
Zobber looked utterly astonished, her mouth almost unable to close. â Catherine, is this guy even human?â
Catherineâs face was tense, her eyes cold. She, too, was shocked by the opponentâs formidable burst of power. It seemed this personâs combat strength was definitely not low, at least surpassing Zobberâs.
âA foreign professional parkour athlete set a similar record last month. The distance should be comparable to what we just witnessed,â said Catherine.
Faced with these superhuman stunts, Zobber could only sigh in admiration.
Catherine noticed the probing look from Zobber. Before she could speak, Catherine had already provided the answer. âThat parkour athlete died in an accident during an extreme sports event last month.â
The glimmer of hope that had just ignited in Zobber was instantly shattered when she heard Catherineâs words.
Taking advantage of the distraction, the masked man lying on the ground swiftly got up and leaped down from the nearby stairs. By the time Catherine and the others regained their senses, the masked man had already reached ground level.
His agility didnât match the black- robed manâs; he ran away with a limp due to his injured leg.
Seeing him seize the opportunity to escape, Zobber was furious, stomping her foot and gritting her teeth. â Catherine, Iâll go chase him back right away!â
âNo need.â Catherine stopped Zobber.
Zobber looked at her with confusion in her eyes. If it werenât for Catherineâs distraction just now, the masked man wouldnât have stood a chance of escaping. Now, Catherine was preventing her from chasing after him -what could this possibly mean?
Though puzzled, Zobber didnât express it outwardly. She trusted that Catherine had her reasons for doing so, even if she couldnât reveal them now.
The black-clad guards lying on the ground were all taken away by Carlo and the others, and Paxton signaled Zobber.
Unsure of the situation, Zobber walked toward him.
Seeing her approach, Paxton grabbed her and swiftly pulled her away.
Confused, Zobber struggled, attempting to kick Paxton.
Paxton, agile as ever, evaded her and gave her a disdainful look. âWhy donât you know how to appreciate goodwill? I tried to help you, and you want to hit me?â
âHelp me?â Zobber stared at him with a puzzled expression.
Paxton gestured toward the couple not far away. Zobber looked over-an attractive pair but with a visibly tense atmosphere.
âAre they arguing?â Zobber asked.
Paxton didnât want to answer too many questions. âStay or leave? If you stay, you might end up as cannon fodder. Donât come begging for help.â
Understanding Paxtonâs good intentions, Zobber didnât want to stay any longer, afraid of being involved in unnecessary troubles. She quickly followed Paxton. âWait for me. Iâm coming!â