Chapter 1830: Intentionally Captured

Chapter 1830: Intentionally Captured

After making her decision, Fair quickly crawled forward for a distance.

When she was about to reach Anderson, she said to him, "I'll tell you

the route for the remaining part, so you should also remember it. I'm

afraid I might forget later if I get nervous.”

In the darkness, Anderson couldn't see her face or her expression, and

he didn't have time to wonder.

He simply said, "Okay."

Fair continued, "We've already covered more than half of the distance.

Now, head 35 degrees southwest for 8 meters, then turn left and go 6

meters. Finally, continue south until the end. Go down from there, and

you'll be able to get out. Anderson, did you remember?"

In the darkness, Anderson replied, "I remembered."

"Then you go ahead. I'm scared," Fair said.

At that moment, they heard some commotion below them.

Anderson asked, "What's happening down there? It doesn't sound

right.”

Fair hushed him, saying, "Let's not worry about anything else.

Anderson, from now on, let's not talk to each other. You've memorized

the route, you go ahead, and I'll follow behind. Let's not communicate

anymore once I count to three to avoid being discovered. Three, two,

one."

After counting, silence filled the narrow ventilation duct.

Following the plan, Anderson crawled forward alone, believing that Fair

was right behind him.

He never imagined that Fair didn't follow him. Instead, she quietly went

back and returned directly above the hall of the activity center.

Meanwhile, Anderson was getting farther away.

Fair heard the black-clad individuals below shouting, "We found

something in the women's restroom."

"What's going on?" another black-clad individual hurriedly asked,

"Quick, tell me. If we can't find that child, we're doomed.”

"There seems to be something happening with the ventilation duct

above the utility cabinet. It looks like it has been tampered with, but it's

only partially closed," the black-clad individual said.

"Could it be a routine inspection?" someone asked.

At that moment, another black-clad individual rushed out of the

women's restroom and said, "It's not an inspection. I found shoeprints.

They really look like a child's. There's a child hiding in the ventilation

duct. We need to catch him quickly.”

Fair heard everything clearly and knew that the black-clad individuals

were targeting Anderson.

She absolutely couldn't let them capture Anderson.

She increased her speed as she crawled back, leading the black-clad

individuals farther away, making it less likely for Anderson to be

discovered.

When she returned near the women's restroom, she deliberately made

some noise in the ventilation duct, exposing herself.

The black-clad individuals noticed and shouted, "I hear his voice! He's

in the ventilation duct. Damn, the duct is too narrow. I can't get in.

You're thinner, go inside.”

Another black-clad individual was pushed into the ventilation duct and

crawled forward. Finally, he caught the trembling Fair.

Fair had intentionally allowed herself to be captured.

As the black-clad individual pulled her out of the ventilation duct, she

pretended to cry in fear.

"Help, help, don't capture me!" she pretended to tremble in fear, her

hair disheveled, and her face dirty.

The black-clad individual frowned. "Why is it a girl? The word “head’

meant a boy. What's your name?"

Fair answered with a trembling voice, "My name is Fair. Sob, let me go,

let me go. I want my mommy!"

Several black-clad individuals looked at each other. "No little boy, but

there really is someone named Fair. Should we call the boss?"

Fair kept kicking her legs and crying. She deliberately irritated the

black-clad individuals, wanting to distract their attention. This way, they

would never know that there was someone else in the ventilation duct.

The black-clad individuals found Fair too noisy and threw her on the

ground in the hall.

One of them quickly called Cloud.

After the call connected, the black-clad individual reported, "Boss, we

didn't find the little boy, but we did find a little girl named Fair. She hid in

a tricky place, but we found her."

Cloud remained silent for a moment on the phone. "Oh? They didn't

deceive me after all. That surprises me. Understood, continue with the

original plan. Keep an eye on the remaining hostages."

The black-clad individual asked, "What should we do with this girl

named Fair?"

“Leave her be, she's useless," Cloud said and hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, Anderson kept crawling forward. Although he faintly heard

some commotion, he couldn't make out what they were saying. He had

agreed with Fair not to talk to each other, so he continued on his own in

the long period ofsilence. He had memorized the route and believed

that Fair was not far behind him.

He crawled and crawled until he reached the end.

At that point, he saw a downward iron ladder in front of him. Anderson

grabbed the railing and slowly descended. He felt a sense of

excitement knowing that victory was within reach. With each narrow

escape, he had become more seasoned.

As he approached the exit of the ventilation duct, Anderson felt

puzzled. Fair should have reached the iron ladder by now. She was

crawling too slowly.

Now that he was away from danger, Anderson decided to call out softly.

"Hey, where are you? You're too slow. Hurry up.”

"Hey, where are you?"

"Can you hear me?"

He called out several times, but no one responded no matter how much

he called.

Anderson became suspicious. Suddenly, he had a bad feeling. Could

Fair have crawled in the wrong direction? It couldn't be possible; her

math skills were so good. Then, could something have happened to

her?

He was startled.

His intuition told him to go back to the ventilation duct. That idiot must

have encountered some trouble. He needed to save her.

But at that moment, the SWAT team sent by Luther had arrived at the

entrance of the ventilation duct. One of them leaned in halfway and

quickly grabbed hold of Anderson.

"Great, you're safe," the SWAT member said, holding Anderson tightly,

protecting him.

Anderson struggled, saying, “There's another girl, she hasn't come out

yet."

The SWAT member held onto Anderson firmly, preventing him from

struggling, and handed him over to another SWAT member behind him.

“You take him back first. Ensure his safety. I'll wait here for the other

little girl," the SWAT member said.

The other SWAT member understood and quickly took Anderson away.

Anderson exclaimed, “No, I want to stay here. I want to wait for her.”

The SWAT member covered Anderson's mouth. "Don't make a fuss,

kid. It's dangerous. Don't attract attention from the surroundings. It's a

matter of life and death. Leave it to us here, don't worry. We'll save

her."

With that, the other SWAT member held Anderson tightly, crouched

down, and quietly left the perimeter of the activity center, heading

towards Luther and Joyce's location.