Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 521 Sister Lan and Brother Yan’s absolute tacit understanding! [1 More Update]

Chapter 521: 521 Sister Lan and Brother Yan’s absolute tacit understanding! [1 More Update]

Brutus left the hospital, and the more he thought about it, the less satisfied he felt.

If Kristin died, he couldn’t guarantee that he would inherit 100 percent of the assets in her possession.

But if he could get a verbal order from her or something else to prove her identity, then he would be able to smoothly take over all of Kristin’s assets under his command.

"That beastly dog thing!" Wen Chaosheng was extremely angry, "Rich Sister is his own daughter, and yet he’s thinking about taking her life like this."

"Don’t insult the animals," Yeh Xingli said coldly, "Even a tiger won’t eat its young; what does that make him?"

"Sister YN, how much longer?" Wen Chaosheng kept looking at the time, "I guess in a little while, after the people from the Heaven-reaching Tower have dealt with the Extreme Path’s affairs, they will quickly come back."

Ye Wanlan didn’t say anything, her gaze firmly fixed on the Silver Needle inserted in Kristin’s body.

Her breathing rate had increased compared to before, and beads of sweat emerged on her forehead.

Indeed, Kristin’s injuries were the most challenging she had encountered in her life.

On the surface, they all seemed accidental and even after a thorough examination, no signs of artificial interference could be found.

But the modern medical technology is baffled, with only a few instruments at most keeping Kristin’s heartbeat and breathing.

The means of the Heaven-reaching Tower were indeed weird and hard to guard against.

"I need more time," Ye Wanlan slowly exhaled, "The situation is complicated; we need to keep buying time."

"I’ve got people holding off the Constans Family," Yeh Xingli nodded and then hesitated, "It’s just the Heaven-reaching Tower..."

He exchanged a glance with Wen Chaosheng.

The Extreme Path Organization was even more elusive than the Supernatural Affairs Office in Global Center; up to this point, no one had seen the face of the Jidao Leader.

Some said the Daoist was an old man in his seventies or eighties but looked like a teenager on the outside, possessing some kind of Escape Technique, which enabled him to easily evade the public eye.

Others said the Daoist was not a human being but some advanced AI, and since it had no physical form, it naturally couldn’t be found.

It was rumored that aside from the two protectors, Left and Right, of the Extreme Path Organization, no third member could contact the Daoist himself.

What could they do to get the Extreme Path Organization to help them stall for more time?

Outside the door, Brutus was talking with another person, and the two of them were getting closer.

"Where’s the person in charge?" Brutus shouted, "I want to go in and see my daughter, open the door to the operating room."

He was about to step forward but failed to succeed.

"Mr. Brutus, Miss Kristin is still undergoing treatment, and if you don’t have an order from Heaven-reaching Tower, you definitely cannot enter alone," a young man blocked him, "If you go in and something happens to Miss Kristin, we can’t bear the responsibility."

"What kind of nonsense are you talking!" Brutus was furious, "I am Kristin’s father!"

"But it seems Miss Kristin might not think of you the same way," the young man replied with a polite smile, "Mr. Brutus, you aren’t trying to take advantage of the Heaven-reaching Tower dealing with other matters to do something inappropriate to Miss Kristin, are you?"

Brutus’s face twisted with rage: "You, you people from the International Strategic Studies Institute..."

"We are indeed from the International Strategic Studies Institute, but this operation is also at the behest of Heaven-reaching Tower," the young man responded with neither servility nor overbearingness, "Please go back, Mr. Brutus."

Stopped by someone from the International Strategic Studies Institute, Brutus was at a loss.

He glared hatefully at the door to the operating room and could only leave unwillingly.

Footsteps sounded, and the area outside the door became quiet once again.

"Who was that, so firm?" Wen Chaosheng asked curiously, "Your man?"

"Not mine, a colleague of mine," Yeh Xingli scratched his head, "Although we don’t really interact, all I did was remind him that given the relationship between Brutus and Rich Sister, Brutus was definitely up to no good, and if he caused trouble, it might bring accountability from Heaven-reaching Tower, and we’d also be fined."

"That’s smart," Wen Chaosheng couldn’t help but admire, "Pushing everything onto Heaven-reaching Tower. Who could suspect our relationship?"

"Forceps," Ye Wanlan suddenly spoke.

Wen Chaosheng immediately handed over the forceps.

The serious and tense rescue operation continued.

Meanwhile, outside the Heaven-reaching Tower.

The crowds gathered in the square, their faces all flashing with joy.

"Burn it well!"

"Another one! Another one!"

The flames soared, tinting the white Heaven-reaching Tower with a layer of crimson.

The guards stood on both sides, unable to step forward to stop it.

After all, the Extreme Path Organization’s actions this time were to handle these utterly wicked criminals, which the citizens of Global Center were happy to see.

If they really intervened, it wouldn’t be a surprise if the Extreme Path used the incident to diminish the citizens’ trust in Heaven-reaching Tower.

Fortunately, the ordeal was about to end.

The guards didn’t know that the leader of the Extreme Path they’d been searching for so long was standing right there among the crowd.

Yan Tingfeng wore a hat, the brim slightly lowered to shade his brows and eyes.

He reined in his aura, making himself as ordinary as could be.

A few messages popped up on his cell phone.

[Left Protector]: Boss, we’ve burned through the third one, and there’s nobody left, huh!

[Right Protector]: The main thing is, we’re used to settling things on the spot. Had I known we could play around like this at the entrance of Heaven-reaching Tower, I would’ve saved a few of those atrocious scumbags specifically for burning at the tower’s entrance.

[Left Protector]: Wait, who are we drawing the firepower of Heaven-reaching Tower for? Boss, I don’t think I can hold up!

Yan Tingfeng muttered, "Time, still not quite enough."

The message he sent to Ye Wanlan sank like a stone in the sea, which proved she had not yet finished the medical emergency.

Therefore, he needed to hold the attention of Heaven-reaching Tower longer, to take their focus off what was happening at Universal Hospital.

[Daoist]: No one left? Then give a speech.

[Left Protector]: ???

[Right Protector]: Boss, no way, I’m an engineering student. Aren’t you making this difficult for me?

[Daoist]: [File]

[Left Protector]: Left Protector has received it, starting the speech now!

Yan Tingfeng stowed the backup phone and at that moment, another message appeared on his regular cell.

[Xiang Shaoyu]: What is this article you had me write for? It’s full of nothing but hot air.

[Yan Tingfeng]: It’s for provocation.

[Xiang Shaoyu]: ?

He was increasingly unable to comprehend Yan Tingfeng’s actions.

**

Inside the operating room.

"Damn!" Wen Chaosheng suddenly widened his eyes, "Although I’ve always thought the people of Extreme Path are abnormal, I never imagined they could be this crazy!"

"What’s happened now?" Yeh Xingli passed a scalpel to Ye Wanlan and casually asked.

"Weren’t they setting fires?" Wen Chaosheng was focused on the message, "Now that the fire’s out, they’ve started giving speeches at the entrance of Heaven-reaching Tower."

Yeh Xingli was flabbergasted: "What?!"

"Hiss, I’ve got to say, this speech is really well-written," Wen Chaosheng mused to himself, "and the audience’s enthusiasm has reached its peak."

"Let’s forget it, whether they’re crazy or not, but Sister Wanlan now has more time," Yeh Xingli shook his head.

Ye Wanlan pierced Golden Needle into Christine’s acupoint for the fifth time, her breathing finally eased significantly.

With this round of acupuncture complete, she had essentially pulled Christine back from the brink of death.

But the style of Extreme Path...

Ye Wanlan was pensive; it all felt strangely familiar to her.

Elsewhere.

After Left Protector’s impassioned speech, it was apparent that Heaven-reaching Tower had reached their breaking point, the guards stepped forward to disperse the crowd.

Seeing the situation go south, he immediately ran off, leaving Heaven-reaching Tower grasping at straws.

[Left Protector]: Boss, I really love the writing in this speech! It must be penned by someone from Shenzhou, right? Only they would have so many references!

[Right Protector]: Every time Left Zuo says ’There’s an ancient saying in Shenzhou,’ I can clearly see the faces of those at Heaven-reaching Tower turn green.

Yan Tingfeng glanced at their messages; by this point, he also received a reply from Ye Wanlan.

[Daoist]: Withdraw.

[Left Protector]: I’ve already run.

[Right Protector]: Understood!

**

"Truly an outrage!" In a conference room within Heaven-reaching Tower, someone spoke furiously, "Extreme Path is clearly provoking us, this organization must be banned!"

"I agree," another person spoke, "Tower Master, their punishment of criminals is a sham, it’s actually about saving face for you."

The Tower Master, who was the initiator of the Roundtable Conference.

After listening, he just smiled slightly, "Set Extreme Path aside for now, the pressing matter is Christine. Go check on her at Universal Hospital."

The others exchanged glances.

What else could it be?

She must be dead by now!