Chapter 858


    Arabe nced at Jack, who immediately mped his mouth shut.


    "Was Be the one who developed the cure for the SIR virus in Antarctica?"


    Now, it was rk''s turn to be shocked. That virus had been rampant in Antarctica, causing countless


    deaths, with even a few cases popping up back home.


    rk had paid attention to the news back then, impressed by the brilliance of Professor Arabe, as no


    one else in the world had been able toe up with a solution.


    "You''re not the Professor Arabe from Summerfield College, were you?" rk asked, looking at the


    girl next to him in disbelief.


    "Yep, that''s our boss! Shepleted all her studies at Summerfield College two years ago. Even the


    professors who taught her felt inferior, humbly epting their role as her students. She''s now a


    distinguished professor at Summerfield College, one of the 66 influential figures since the college''s


    founding. That''s our boss!"


    Arabe nced at Jack again, "That''s enough from you."


    Jack mped his mouth shut immediately, his eyes signaling he wouldn''t say any more.


    "Why did you stay at Westerly College then?" rk asked, walking alongside her.


    "That''s because President Barton of Westerly College needed our boss''s cooperation in conducting


    some experiments.” Jack began but quickly covered his mouth, once again using his sincere gaze to


    signal he wouldn''t say any more.


    Arabe was speechless.


    rk was surprised to discover his sister had so many different identities. Her headquarters, like her,


    was shrouded in mystery.


    As Arabe led him into the side building, the two guards standing watch respectfully greeted her,


    "Boss.


    Arabe nodded slightly.


    Why were there so many armed guards if they were here only for experiments?


    Who were these people?


    "Be, who are these?"


    "Guardians of the building,’ Jack answered vaguely.


    Arabe led rk into the side building and down to the basement.


    There were several empty rooms, the walls made of iron bars, making them look like giant cages. The


    cages were empty, exuding a chilly aura.


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    As they walked past, their footsteps echoed in the air. Sensor lights flickered on one by one, casting an


    eerie glow.


    In thest cell were four individuals they had captured today. They were still unconscious, huddled


    together in a heap.


    "They''re the ones connected to Carol''s disappearance?" rk asked, his heart pounding.


    “Yes"


    As soon as Arabe finished speaking, someone brought over two chairs. She sat down and lightly


    said, "rk, sit."


    After rk sat down, Arabe directed one of her subordinates, "Wake them up."


    "Yes!" Jack pressed a switch on the wall. Immediately, icy water cascaded from the ceiling of the cage


    like a heavy downpour.


    Meanwhile, a transparent partition rose up from the floor, effectively shielding them from the sshing


    water droplets.


    Arabe and rk remained dry, with not a single drop of water on them.


    The four men in the cage were soaked to the bone, shocked awake by the bone-chilling cold. They


    realized they had not only been tied together but their hoods had also been removed.


    The partition retracted into the floor, and rk, unable to contain himself any longer, asked, "Who are


    you people? Why did you call Carol a traitor? Where is Carol?"


    Earlier in the car, his sister had briefly exined the situation to him. He had a feeling Carol''s


    disappearance was not straightforward.


    "What do you know? Tell me!"


    Any mention of Carol made rk lose his usualposure.


    One of the subordinates entered the cage and removed the gag from one of the men. Seeing that the


    man was about to bite his tongue off, the subordinate quickly stuffed the gag back in, giving him a few


    hard punches.


    “ying dirty with me? Boss, I suggest stripping them down to check for any gang tattoos or the like."


    Strip them?


    The eyes of the four men widened in horror. A soldier may be killed but not insulted. Being stripped


    naked and exposed to each other was worse than enduring torture.


    "Go ahead." Arabe stood up, her hand resting on rk''s shoulder.


    "I''ll step out for a bit. Feel free to ask them anything you want to know."


    After Arabe left the basement, her phone vibrated again. It was a call from Romeo.