Bemy blew her hair gently with the hairdryer. He said to her, “I will find a scientific team to study the antidote secretly in case of an emergency. After all, there is no profit from it. Besides,it is a long-term project.Apart from Milton Corp, I am afraid that there is no one else are capable enough to take on this task and yet do not have ulterior motives.”


    “Are you saying that we should be responsible for this?” Ste asked as she looked at Bemy.


    “We will do this in secret;we won’t let anyone know about it. Who knows, perhapsa biological hazard crisis might arise in the future,” Bemy said sincerely.


    Ste wanted to live without pressure.It was her dream to live freely with no responsibilities.


    However,in this world, it is not easy for one to only dowhatever they want.


    Nevertheless, she supposed that it would be alright to take up the mission to develop the antidote. After all,there should be no fight for their deaths or conflict for that.


    Therefore, she agreed. “It’s up to you.”


    She took the hairdryer from Bemy’s hand, switched it off, and put it on the table. “It’s gettingte, you need more time to prepare. Nothing is more important than staying alive. You are bearing the burden of your life, mine, and our child. Three lives.”


    Bemy suddenly took her hand, put it on his lips, and kissed it deeply. “Wait for my return.”


    “Okay,” Ste said gently.


    “The listening devices are in the next room.I will be able to hear youas long as you talk to me through the microphone,” Bemy reminded her.


    Ste nodded. “Please be careful.”


    Bemy let go of herandturned to leave.


    Ste walked to the next room to discover thatit was a room filled with high-tech equipment. Apart from her, there was a man and a woman who were busying themselves in there. Their names were Winnie and Oscar.


    She could see what was going on inside the car fromthe video on a screen and she could also see Bemy.


    Dressed in a strange ck-and-white checkered suit, Bemy closed his eyes as he rested.? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.


    “Did you also install cameras on his back?” Ste asked.


    “Yes, Mrs. Milton. It is on a decorative button behind his suit. This is to prevent him from being assaulted from behind,” Oscar exined.


    Ste nodded. It was always better to be safe than sorry.


    She pulled out a chair and sat in front of the screen. She fixed her gaze on Bemy.


    Bemy seemed to have noticed that Ste looking at him. He opened his eyes, stared at the pinhole camera in front of him, and asked, “Are you looking at me?”


    Ste smiled and said to the microphone, “Go to sleep first.”


    Bemy suddenly smiled, “It feels weird to be stared at while I sleep.”


    Ste smiled and said, “How long will it take for you to reach the office of the Secretary of External Affairs?”


    “About an hour or so.”


    Ste looked at the time on the screen. It was almost 4 p. m. He would arrive an hour earlier than scheduled. She hoped that nothing would go wrong.


    “You should sleep. I won’t stare at you.”


    “Okay,” Bemy replied and shut his eyes.


    Ste stood up and told Winnie, “Call me once he reaches the Secretary of External Affairs.”


    “Alright, Mrs. Milton,” Winnie said courteously.


    Ste returned to her room andyon the bed. She closed her eyes and rested for a while.


    Her phone suddenly rang, waking her up.


    She did not want to answer the call seeing that it was from an unfamiliar number. Instead, she declined the call. Looking at the time,she realized that Bemy should be getting close to the office of B Country’s Secretary of External Affairs, Habib Othman, so she went to the next room.


    “Mr. Chuck, the soldiers patrolling on the right side will reach you in ten seconds,” Winnie said.


    Ste stood behind the chairas she stared at the screen seriously. She saw Bemy dodging the soldiers swiftly.


    She was so nervous that she gripped the chair. “He would be exposed if the other side has installed surveince cameras.”


    “Mrs. Milton,we have hacked their system, what they see is the feed from an hour ago,” Oscar exined.


    “Be careful!” Ste called out in panic.


    Bemy was caught in the middle. Seeing that he was about to be discovered, Ste was so nervous that her heart almost jumped out of her throat.


    Bemy heard Ste’s voice,but Winnie had no time to report the situation.


    Alerted, he put on his hat,then jumped and stuck himself to the wall.


    Only then did Ste notice that the tiles on the ceiling were ck and white, and Bemy blended right into it.


    “Mr. Chuck has suction cups on his palms and the back of his shoes. As long as you don’t look at his position directly, you won’t be able to see them easily,” Oscar exined.


    Ste was not interested in how Bemy was sticking to the ceiling. All she cared about was whether he would be discovered.


    When the soldiers crossed paths, none of them discovered Bemy.


    Ste let out a sigh of relief.


    Bemy came down from the ceiling. While he ran, he took off his clothes and turned them inside-out. It looked like a giant sunflower.


    He quickly ran up the stairs.


    The wallpaper was pictures of sunflowers.


    “You’ve done a good job,” Ste looked at the screen and said.


    “We have lurked in B Country for ten years. We know everything about every government figure and even their families. We know a lot about them,” Oscar said proudly.


    Ste looked at him. Suddenly, she felt a sense of admiration towards Oscar. He was the embodiment of what a real soldier should be, a man of the most outstanding qualities and skills.


    While their job seemed simple,they would inevitably face death if they were to be discovered.


    “Our country is proud of you.”


    Oscar smiled, “I’ve sworn to protect the country andto never hurt others on purpose. However,we will definitely protect the power of our country. We would do anything, evensacrifice ourselves, to aplish our duties.”


    “Good luck,” Ste said. Those were the only words she could give him.


    After sessfully passing through the stairway,Bemy took off his outer clothing at the designated floor and stuck it on the roof of the corridor. With just a ck suit, he went upstairs again and pushed open the door of the Secretary of External Affairs’ room.


    The receptionist looked at Bemy and her eyes widened.However, before she could make a sound, she felt a sharp pain in her neck and she fainted.


    Bemy pushed the door open.


    Habib Othman, the Secretary of External Affairs, was sending an email. When he saw an intruder, he moved immediately to press the rm.


    “I advise you to calm down and talk to me. After all, it only takes a single bullet to kill you, but it will take your men five seconds toe. They won’t be able to save you,” Bemy said confidently and sat down on the sofa.


    Habib looked at Bemy warily. He decided not toact rashly. He asked, “Who are you and what do you want?”


    “I am the Secretary of External Affairs from A Country, Bemy Chuck,” Bemy mused. He shot him a smile.


    Habib frowned, “Weren’t you killed on the ne?”


    “Jasper, ask him how he knows that you were killed on the ne?” Ste said.


    “How did you know that I died on the ne? Who told you that?” Bemy asked.


    “How could I not know when such a serious ident happened to someone from your country?After all, I was the one who invited you to negotiate with me,” Habib said as he looked directly into Bemy’s eyes.


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