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As Lola walked towards her rivals, in a good tone of innocence, she asked them, "Isn't my brother handsome?" The girls answered yes in unison with a sigh. "You know, I can arrange for him to give you a sweet kiss." Which catches the attention of the girls who surround Lola. "Really? How? What do you want in return? We will give you everything." Lola put her hand to her chin as she thought, though she already knew what she wanted. "Whatever? In that case..." Lola was going to tell them to lose on purpose on the day of the contest, but when she saw Lincoln and remembered all his faith in her, she thought playing dirty to win would be an insult to her brother, who had saved her life today. Lola mentally sighed and resigned herself to her original plan. "On one condition, it will be on the cheek. As for payment, I will see how you will pay me."

The rest of the hour the girls were rehearsing their choreographies, or rather trying because they got distracted and tripped because they acted out watching Lola's brother; even the girl dressed as a cowgirl ended up getting tangled in her own rope, as the coordinator had noticed.

At the end of the rehearsal, they are all left a little embarrassed by the mishaps they've had, as, at the coordinator's request, Lincoln is no longer present at the rehearsals.

An hour earlier at the police station, officers were filling out the report on Hank and Hawk when a man in a suit with a cobra pattern on his back, a lizard skin tie, and a skull pin walked through the door. On the back, left lapel, back wiper, sharp teeth He was definitely an expensive character.



Seeing him, the officers rose as if they were facing a superior officer.

"Nice to see you here, Professor," said one of the officers.

"Is the leader here? the professor asked, without turning to see the officers.

"He is in his office," answered one of them.

The professor walks into the office and knocks on the door. "Enter"

"Hello Gregory."  The professor says, sitting on the chair in front of the desk, that there was a red-haired man in his mid-40s with a military cut and a rather strong complexion.

"Hi Professor." Gregory answered with open arms. "And what does the head of Venomous Industries want today?"

Venomous Industries was one of the companies that invested in the expansion and modernization of Royal Woods, not to say that it was the main shareholder. He was responsible for the technological and pharmaceutical fields in the city.

"Let me guess, you came for more lab rats." Two new ones came today.

"No, Gregory, I'm not here for that." The Professor answered.

"Why did you come? I didn't think you came just to say hello.'"

The Professor put his elbows on the desk and linked his fingers, placing them in front of his face. "In a few months, there will be an event that takes place only once every five years."

Gregory looked at the Professor. "And what does that have to do with my department?"

The professor did the same and answered. "I need your best officer or some strong convicts; if you don't have them here, you can give me the details of some correctional facility or maximum security prison where they have them."

Gregory suspected the businessman. He had already caused the professor to help out with rats he had caught from the streets to use as lab rats for pay, but what he was asking for was something completely different. "I know our deal doesn't ask any questions, but what do you want from a strong person?" The professor put his hand in his suit and pulled out a bundle of five hundred sheets of paper, which he laid on the table. "I see. Unfortunately, I don't have anything like what you're asking here, and I don't have contacts in other prisons to find out."

"I see. In that case, I guess I'll take your two gorillas here." Venomous was a little disappointed. Gregory leads him to the cells where Hank and Hawk are, and when the professor sees them, this time he looks at Gregory with a face of disgust. "Do you want to see their face?"

"What are you talking about?" Gregory asked who had not yet seen the boys, and when he saw them, he called out to his officers in anger. "Gotta and Moral, come over here now!"

Officers arrived at the scene in seconds. "What is it, sir?" The black-haired man looked worried.

"What did I tell you?! Don't abuse the damn merchandise. Do you think I can sell this to Professor Venom?"

"No, we were not, sir."

"And who was it?" Gregory asked, annoyed but intrigued.

"According to eyewitnesses, it was a fifteen-year-old boy." Morales replied.

"But the truth is, I think they are lying to us." Guetta replied, and that aroused Gregory's curiosity.

"And why are you saying that?"

Guetta and Morales saw each other, and Morales replied. "Because the boy was blind."

The faces of both the Professor and Gregory were filled with disbelief. "Are you kidding me, Morales?"

"Believe me, sir. I'm just telling you what the witnesses told me."

"And what about security cameras?"

"We haven't seen the footage yet."

"Okay, let's see them."