Please don't speak

The scene before them had already put everyone on edge, and the sudden voice plunged everyone present into a state of alertness.

This voice might have been unfamiliar to others, but to Tianyu Mozzi, it was as hauntingly familiar as a nightmare.

A series of sudden developments left her brain struggling to process, but the girl's mental fortitude had come a long way from what it used to be; in just a few seconds, she regained her composure.

Members of the Destiny Organization held guns, aiming towards the direction of the voice, only to find no one there.

The situation inside the venue was completely different from what was expected, which made the faces of those present extremely grim; evidently, someone had anticipated their plan and callously killed everyone.

This turned what was originally a straightforward situation into an extremely tricky one.

And standing beside Tianyu Mozzi, the man seemed to sense that the girl's emotions were off, speaking through the muffled voice from his mask:

"Tianyu Miss, shall I go and check the situation?"

He was the deputy in this operation; after Ruiqier's disappearance, he took over her role in assisting the plan.

Job Budd, also the deputy team leader of the original Third Tactical Team of the Destiny Organization, though not as powerful as the title-level Ruiqier, could barely fill the gap with his high-end combat capabilities.

Upon hearing his words, Tianyu Mozzi took a deep breath and said:

"Stay safe."

Upon hearing this, Job nodded, then proceeded towards the direction where the sound had originated.

As he flipped through the piled corpses, a voice recorder appeared beneath one of the bodies.

Subsequently, the voice recorder opened again, playing the second recording left by Jonas:

"I understand that Miss Tianyu may feel somewhat disappointed for not being able to see me..."

"Similarly, I regret not being able to witness Miss Tianyu's reaction when you open the reunion gift I prepared for you."

"For this, please allow me to express my feelings through a piece of music..."

Like an old projector starting to play a record, with the rustling sound, a century-old melody began to play.

"I wanna taste your content"

"Devils hide behind redemption"

The faces of those present looked somewhat strange, and Tianyu Mozzi couldn't help but clench her fists, her nails deeply embedded in her flesh.

This overt humiliation, showcasing Jonas as the victor, made Tianyu Mozzi take a deep breath, feeling the sound incredibly jarring.

"Honesty is one-way gate to hell"

"Hear the children sing aloud..."

As the song played, Tianyu Mozzi seemed to hear the beep of electronics.

And Job couldn't help but furrow his brows; just as he was about to shoot and destroy the recorder, Tianyu Mozzi, as if realizing something, changed her expression urgently.

Before Job could shoot, Tianyu Mozzi's anxious voice came:

"Everyone, evacuate from here!!"

As soon as the words fell, others seemed to realize something too.

"It's music till the wick burns out"

"Beep, beep—"

Flames began to rise from the depths of the venue, licking everything within, accompanied by electric currents and overturned floorboards gradually engulfing everything.

Everything seemed to slow down, as those quick to react scrambled to escape the venue, while others, more deeply entrenched, had yet to comprehend what had happened, forever trapped by the flames.

——Hush.

.............

Misterka District, Peacekeeping Forces Division.

Responsible for monitoring the Intelligence Security Department.

The head of the intelligence department, Ans, was feeling somewhat drowsy, but at this moment, an alarm from the monitoring system completely dispelled his drowsiness.

He looked at the location where the dangerous alarm was coming from, initially feeling a bit puzzled, but then his face changed drastically.

In the video feed returned by the satellite monitoring, the Morris Consortium's commercial cruise ship was engulfed in thick smoke, as if there had been an explosion.

It should be noted that the Morris Consortium, as one of the upper-class consortia, invited only prominent figures from the Twenty-Fifth District to its business meetings.

If something went wrong with this group of people, the Peacekeeping Forces in the Misterka District would definitely bear the primary responsibility.

Realizing this, Ans dared not to delay and immediately reported the situation to the management of the Peacekeeping Division.

And upon receiving the news, the management reacted just like Ans, hastily convening an emergency meeting and launching a rescue plan within minutes.

As it was unclear what was happening on the cruise ship, the director of the Misterka District's division first contacted the person in charge of the Morris Consortium, only to find that communication was cut off. Immediately, he summoned all elite members of the Peacekeeping Forces in the Misterka District; they dared not slack off and headed straight towards the direction of the cruise ship.

On the other hand, he began to seek support from Peacekeeping Forces in other districts.

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, the director of the Misterka District's division began to curse the Morris Consortium's Lacans; before the start of the business meeting, he had repeatedly assured that there would be no problems, and used the excuse of preventing the leakage of business secrets to evade the request of the Peacekeeping Forces to set up defenses near the cruise ship.

And now? The cruise ship exploded, and the casualties were unknown.

Moreover, inside were all the capitalists from the Twenty-Fifth District. If something went wrong with this group of people, it would cause a seismic disturbance in the Twenty-Fifth District.

Perhaps individually, they didn't have much power, but when this group of people gathered together, the forces they represented were quite terrifying.

Now, all he could do was pray that the casualties on the cruise ship would be minimal.

Little did he know that at this moment, the cruise ship had become a veritable hell on earth.