Chapter 1788
Nicole glanced out of the glass window and toward the corridor. Apparently, the police had already rushed in to
back them up, and the enemy forces were no match to the police.
We can only wait for the police and Interpol to arrive,' she thought.
There was a loud crash that sounded as if someone had smashed some glass.
”Sh*t! Someone just broke in!" Nicole yelled.
She did not have a second to spare for Kelly to arrive with the key, and thus, she fired at the door and broke it with
a loud bang.
In the room next to the main chamber, Ike was lying on the floor strewn with broken glass with his face all
wounded. The large transparent glass window of the IT department had already shattered, with a black rope that
extended from the other side of the building.
”D*mn it! Chase after him!"
Nicole did not have time to hoist a badly injured Ike up, and so, she whipped a belt out that served as a zip line in an
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇteffort to chase after the perpetrator. In the nick of time, however, the enemy had cut the rope from the other side,
rendering Nicole unable to pursue them.
"B*stard! Jared, get someone to block all the exits on the opposite building. Don't let him escape!" she yelled.
"Okay." Jared nodded his head and immediately called Max.
"Nicole..." Ike called out in a weak voice.
Noticing that Ike was seriously injured, Nicole rushed over to feel for his pulse and fortunately, his injuries were only
skin deep. "What are you doing here?"
Nicole vividly remembered that Ike was with them on the first floor, but when she had recovered after the shock,
only Kelly and Terry were left downstairs.
"Something happened downstairs, I was worried something might happen to our data, so I came up here. I didn't
expect to be a second too late," Ike lamented.
Ike held onto his belly and coughed. At that sight, Nicole noticed that he must have been punched several times,
and so, she kindly helped him up.
"It's okay, even if you weren't late, you wouldn't have been able to fight him," she said.
Nicole knew that Ike was no slouch, but the enemy had practical combat skills, as compared to Ike's flamboyant
ones.
Knowing that Nicole was right, he helplessly wiped the blood away from the corners of his mouth.
Then, Nicole glanced at him, feeling that something was off.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Ike asked as Nicole looked at him with hints of suspicion in her
eyes.
Nicole shook her head. No, I just think that it's a little strange for you to receive this punch."
Ike was taken aback momentarily, not understanding Nicole's meaning. "What's strange?"
Instead of giving him a forthcoming reply, she turned to look at the computer and its data to verify that it had been
stolen.
Then, Nicole slammed her fists hard onto the table. "They have indeed stolen everything! We must find this person
at all costs!"
Jared nodded his head. "Why do they even need this for?"
In response, Nicole frowned and said, "The Brave shares the same artificial intelligence system as the manned
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmflying car. Soon, after the Braves have left the base, they'll be piloted remotely by the Curley Corporation. Then,
they will be set into standby mode. It's only possible to awaken them if we can reinstall the system."
It was because she had installed that very same system into the manned flying cars that the enemies had been
given an opportunity to strike again. Now that the Braves were no longer to be found, and with the system in the
hands of the enemy, it was a huge loss for Nicole.
Jared looked at Nicole with his brows furrowed. He knew that this was very important to her.
And after giving it some thought, he carefully said, "Let's try our best to find it. If we can't, then there's nothing else
we
can do."
Nicole frowned. 'Jared's not a person who would give up so easily.'
After a while of thinking, a realization dawned on Nicole." You mean...."
Jared smiled. "I have other plans."
The conversation between the couple had made the others around them wonder in confusion.
Ike, who could not understand what the two of them were going on about, anxiously asked, "What are you guys
talking about?”