Chapter 205
Sensing someone’s presence over there, Sophia tremblingly stretched out her hand toward him and
pleaded, “Save me, please!”
However, the person seemed to be unconcerned about her life or death situation. Tearing his clothes into
pieces with his teeth, he seemed to let out a few mocking chuckles as he bandaged his wounds. “I’ll save
you if you can crawl up to me,” he muttered.
Using all the strength she could muster, Sophia wormed her way through the mud and crawled toward
the man with all her might. As her body ached all over, she suffered intense pain every time she moved.
Then, as the pain prated deep into her soul, her breathing became increasingly shallow before she
gradually lost her consciousness. Even so, she crawled toward the man with indomitable perseverance.
I must not die! I must take revenge! I must make those who hurt me pay the price! she thought to herself.
After treating his wounds, the man lowered his head and watched as she crawled little by little toward
him. He then said with a sneer, “What’s the point of you struggling to stay alive after living such a
miserable life? It would be better to just die!”
“I will not die!” uttered Sophia with a pause after each word. “Even if I’m a dog, I’ll live longer than the
other dogs!”
All she wanted was to gain a foothold in this world through her own hard work; Sophia had never hurt nor
damaged the interests of anyone, so why should she deserve to die?
Sophia’s fingers sank deep into the mud, leaving deep trails in the mud as she crawled. Since they
treated her like a dog, she would live like one and outlive all of them!
Having heard her answer, the manughed. He seemed young, and his eyes were attractive and
charming.
Having crawled to his feet, Sophia clutched his ankle tightly, sinking her fingernails into his flesh.
He hissed in pain and said, “You’re really a dog. Not only do you live a wretched life, but you’ll also live a
long life.”
Sophia kept grabbing his ankle with all her might without saying a word. Having run out of strength to
resist, the man let her w at his ankle until it bled. Then, without moving his ankle, he moved around to
her feet and tapped her leg. “Did you get your leg broken by somebody else?” he asked.
Sophia clenched her teeth to keep her pain from showing.
The man said, “Hang in there—it’ll be painful.”
A pair ofrge and powerful hands rested on her broken leg as he finished his sentence. The next
instant, a loud and clear crack could be heard from her broken bone. As the sound traveled all the way to
her brain, the intense pain and feeling of suffocation flooded her consciousness, causing her to pass out
instantly.
Sophia was already in the hospital by the time she had regained consciousness. Not only had her broken
leg been forcibly put back in ce, the person had even paid her medical bills.
However, she also had a badly mangled wound on her ankle at the same time. She used to think that
she received the wound on the beach, but it seemed like the man was the actual culprit behind it.
Furthermore, the scar’s position seemed to have perfectly matched the spot on his ankle where she had
scratched him.
Did that man do it on purpose?
Meanwhile, Gary, Hale, Gemma, and the rest of the experts gathered around Michael back in his study.
He then showed them the photo of Sophia’s ankle on his cell phone. The mangled scar looked like a dog
—no, it looked more like a wolf with its rugged appearance.
Gemma quickly scanned the photo and searched it up on her database. Getting hundreds of matching
results soon after that, she immediately concluded, “Boss, Madam’s scar wasn’t formed by nature. It was
carved using a blunt weapon, and matching search results show that it is the Phantom Wolf’s symbol.”
With a serious look on her face, she projected her search results onto arge screen. Michael knitted his
brows as he looked at Gemma’s findings; the Phantom Wolf was a mysterious organization, but some of
its members had been shot dead byw enforcers in different countries. More importantly, all of them had
a wolf’s head tattooed on their wrists.
The organization had a cruel practice of carving its symbol of death into its victims’ faces after killing
them. However, since its members couldn’t afford to slowly carve a wolf’s head into their victims’ skins,
they probably used some sort of portable tattoo machine to do so in a short time. Such a method was
more brutal since it achieved the objective of forming the pattern by tearing off a part of the victim’s skin.
The wolf’s head was carved into the victim’s skin like a stamp. After that, the carved skin was torn off,
leaving behind a scar in the shape of a wolf’s head.
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100%The scar on Sophia’s ankle had be less visible because it had healed over the years. She
had also undergone some treatment to reduce its appearance. However, data restoration left no doubt
that the scar was indeed the Phantom Wolf’s symbol of death, for it was carved into the skin like a stamp.
Up until now, the Phantom Wolf’s symbol of death had appeared only on the bodies of dead people. The
symbol indicated that the dead person was murdered by the organization’s members, and the
organization could use this symbol as proof to demand final payments from its employers.
Therefore, why would the Phantom Wolf’s symbol of death appear on Sophia’s body?
Michael felt a chill running down his spine. He asked, “Tell me the exact date and location of the mission
whereby we ambushed the Phantom Wolf two years ago.”
Hale, who had participated in the mission himself back then, still remembered it vividly. He answered, “As
far as I can remember, the mission was conducted on the 15th of March at Riverdale. The weather was
cloudy back then, and those who joined the mission were Abel, ke, Gemma, Jack, and I. Since the
Phantom Wolf’s leader was crafty and suspicious, we had nned the mission for a long time. We could
have caught him at one fell swoop, but we didn’t expect that he would flee by jumping into the river.”
Michael pondered for a moment. He was certain that the Phantom Wolf’s leader must have been
wounded that night, which was why he had fled by jumping into the river. In other words, the person
whom Sophia met after washing up on the ind must have been none other than the Phantom Wolf’s
leader.
There was little information on the Phantom Wolf’s leader, but ording to Michael’s investigations, this
man was extremely dangerous. Not only was he the world’s most high-priced mercenary in the ck
market, he was also ranked top three in the list of the world’s most formidable assassins. Being an
extremely terrifying killer, not only was he an expert on firearms and cold weapons, he also had quite a
detailed understanding of human anatomy. He possessed one unique skill; he could silently snap his
enemy’s spine in two, thus killing the person without anyone noticing at all.
Setting a broken bone was a piece of cake to such an expert, but why would he leave his symbol of
death on Sophia’s ankle?
After some serious consideration, Michael decided to call Sophia over and asked her in detail about what
had happened. Even though the matter was strictly between men and was none of her business, she
had the right to be in the know since she had the Phantom Wolf’s symbol of death on her body.
After a while, Sophia came in wearing her Pikachu-themed pajamas. On the contrary, everyone else in
the study looked formal and serious as they were dressed in standardized ck suits.
She sat down on the study’s sofa, her eyes rolling about as she clutched her clothes nervously.
Then, Michael sat down next to her. Afraid that he would frighten Sophia, he said in a low and soft voice,
“Don’t be nervous, chica—just tell me what happened that night.”
With that, Sophia repeated from start to finish what had gone down that night. “When I woke up, I was
lying in a hospital named Lovely in Riverdale. The person had paid my medical bills and left before I
woke up.”
Gemma immediately started hacking into the database of Riverdale’s Lovely Hospital. In the blink of an
eye, she found the hospital’s surveince footage over the past two years. Then, she quickly found the
hospital’s surveince footage on the 15th of March two years ago and projected it onto therge screen.
Everyone turned to look at therge screen and watched the surveince footage on that day. It was
during a night shift, and a drenched man entered the hospital carrying a drencheddy in his arms before
registering for emergency treatment.
The man was highly vignt as he had his back toward the surveince cameras all the time. However,
thedy’s looks were clearly visible in the footage; she was none other than Sophia herself!