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However, just as he thought he could punch Lynn in the chest, Lynn slightly sidestepped, easily dodging the attack, as if he had already anticipated his movements.

Eric was taken aback, but didn't stop, quickly changing direction and attacking again. However, no matter how fast he was or how tricky his punches were, Lynn was always able to dodge out of the way at the last moment. His movements were calm and precise, even with a hint of nonchalant ease.

The surrounding colleagues gradually held their breath, their eyes filled with disbelief. They had never seen anyone escape Eric's close-range attacks unscathed, let alone like Lynn, who hadn't even been touched.

Eric gradually became anxious, and he quickened the pace of his attacks, trying to suppress Lynn with continuous punches. However, Lynn's reaction remained the same, and each of his dodges was just right, even occasionally using slight movements to make Eric lose his balance.

A few minutes later, Eric stopped, panting as he looked at Lynn, his face full of disbelief: "You... how is this possible? How did you do it?"

Lynn smiled slightly, his tone still calm: "Observation, judgment, reaction. Every one of your movements has subtle signs, and no matter how fast you are, there will always be openings. As long as you are focused enough, you can find the rhythm to dodge."

The surrounding onlookers burst into a low murmur, and many people showed admiration. Lynn not only proved his ability in critical moments with his actions, but also demonstrated his extraordinary calmness and insight.

Eric finally let out a long breath and held out his hand: "Inspector, I'm convinced. You are indeed a strong person."

Lynn shook his hand and smiled slightly: "We all have our strengths. Your abilities are also excellent, but sometimes, calmness is more important than speed."

Eric took a deep breath and placed a document in front of Lynn: "In fact, New York headquarters has recently been investigating a very tricky case. We have discovered that someone is trying to restart an extremely dangerous experiment—artificial breeding of mutants."

Lynn opened the document, his eyes quickly scanning the contents. This was a brief but detailed report, describing a series of suspected secret experiment clues, including missing innocent citizens, never-before-seen experimental facilities, and some illegal equipment used for gene editing.

"Artificial breeding of mutants?" Lynn raised his head, his brow furrowed slightly, "This couldn't be done by an ordinary criminal group. There must be extremely strong technical support and funding behind it."

"That's right." John took over, "According to the information we have, this organization is likely to be jointly controlled by a group of scientists and capitalists. They are trying to create 'customized mutants' through gene editing technology, which not only violates the law, but also threatens the balance of existing society."

Lynn pointed to a passage in the report: "The experimental goal mentioned here is actually to make the abilities of mutants more controllable. This kind of thing can't possibly not cause disaster."

"That's why we invited elite inspectors from all over the world, including you, to come and support us." Eric said, with a hint of seriousness in his tone, "We need the best minds and the strongest action to deal with this crisis."

Lynn closed the document, thought for a moment, and asked: "What specific clues do you currently have? Have you found their experimental site or key figures?"

Eric shook his head: "The clues are very scattered. We only know a few possible strongholds, one of which is in an abandoned industrial area in the suburbs of New York, but it is full of traps and surveillance. One of our previous reconnaissance teams has already gone missing there."

Lynn's eyes became sharper: "So, what is our mission now?"

John handed over a map, pointing to several marks on it: "Your mission is to assist us in investigating these strongholds, find concrete evidence, and rescue the missing personnel. If the target is confirmed, we will launch a full-scale operation."

Lynn nodded, his tone firm: "Understood. This kind of thing must not continue."

Eric looked at him, with a more complex trust in his expression: "Lynn, this matter may be more dangerous than you think. We don't know what technology they have in their hands, and we don't know if they have already created some uncontrollable existences."

Lynn calmly stood up, put away the documents: "I never underestimate the enemy, but I will never allow them to trample on the innocent at will. When do we start the operation?"

Eric's eyes became firm: "Tonight. We need to seize the opportunity before they move the experiment."

When Lynn arrived at the abandoned industrial area in the suburbs with the headquarters team, it was already dawn. The industrial area was silent, and the dilapidated factory buildings exuded a decaying atmosphere. Eric, who was leading the way, raised his hand, signaling the team to stop, and said in a low voice: "It's very quiet here, but that doesn't mean there's no danger. Stay vigilant."

Lynn nodded, his eyes quickly scanning the surrounding environment. He noticed some subtle footprints on the ground, extending in the direction of the factory building. He signaled the team members to follow and carefully approached with them.

After entering the factory building, the air was filled with a pungent smell of chemicals. Lynn frowned slightly and scanned the surroundings with a flashlight. In one corner of the factory building were several experimental tables, scattered with broken test tubes and some equipment debris.

"This place has obviously been cleaned up." Eric said in a low voice, reaching out and picking up a broken piece of equipment, "But they didn't clean it up thoroughly, leaving some things behind."

Lynn took the equipment and examined it carefully, finding some tiny letters and codes engraved on it: "These are the serial numbers of the experimental equipment, which may be related to their experimental records. It will be helpful to take them back for analysis."

Just then, John's voice came from the other side: "There's a situation here!"

Lynn and Eric quickly rushed over, only to see John squatting on the ground, with an injured FBI agent beside him. The man had multiple abrasions on his body, as if he had experienced a fierce conflict. He was pale, but still conscious.

"What happened?" Lynn squatted down and asked.

The team member barely raised his head, his voice weak: "They... they have mutant guards. Our team was ambushed... They took some equipment and retreated east. There might be others there."

Lynn looked at his injuries and turned to Eric, saying, "He needs immediate medical attention. Have the logistics team provide support, we must continue to track these leads."

Eric nodded, calling for support on the communicator while issuing operational orders to the remaining team members: "Search quickly and see if there are any other remaining clues."

Lynn continued to search and found some residual gene-editing equipment and fragments of documents. He collected these fragments and carefully placed them in an evidence bag. Then, his gaze fell on a back door of the factory building, the marks on the door indicating that it had just been forced open.

"This door is their escape route," Lynn said, pointing to the door. "We have to track them down as soon as possible."

Eric looked at the door and then at Lynn: "Are you sure?"

Lynn nodded, his tone calm and firm: "The footprints, the extent of the damage to the door lock, and the direction mentioned by the team member. All the clues point here. They probably haven't gone far."

Eric pondered for a moment, then finally nodded: "Okay, then we'll split up. Lynn, you take a team to chase from the back door, and John and I will stay here to continue searching to see if we can find more information."

Lynn didn't hesitate and immediately led a team of people to track along the direction of the back door.

Lynn led the team quickly through the back door, tracking along the footprints and other faint traces. The other party was obviously moving quickly, but the subtle clues they left behind—a piece of broken cloth, a few scattered metal fragments, and occasional muddy footprints—were enough for Lynn to confirm their direction.

"They went that way," Lynn pointed to a messy grove.

The team entered the woods, everyone being extra careful, with their guns pointed forward. A slight rustling sound came from the depths of the woods, and Lynn immediately made a stop gesture, signaling everyone to slow down.

Just then, there was a crisp sound of branches being broken in front of them. Lynn suddenly raised his head and saw a blurred figure flash past, quickly fleeing into the depths of the woods.

"Target ahead! Chase!" Lynn ordered in a low voice, taking the lead and rushing up.

They chased for hundreds of meters in the woods, but the other party was obviously very familiar with the terrain, constantly using bushes and tree trunks to cover their tracks. Lynn gritted his teeth, locked his eyes on the figure in front, raised his gun, aimed, and calmly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The bullet cut through the air and hit the fleeing person's shoulder. The other party let out a muffled groan, his body staggered, almost falling, but he used his other hand to support himself against a tree trunk and continued to stagger forward.

Lynn did not relax his vigilance and signaled the team to maintain formation. They continued to pursue, but soon discovered that the other party had accelerated and escaped into a denser forest, disappearing without a trace.

Lynn stopped and raised his hand to signal the team members to stop chasing. He crouched down and carefully observed the bloodstains and footprints on the ground: "He's injured, but not badly enough to stop him from running. This person is obviously trained."

A team member asked breathlessly, "Do we continue to chase, Inspector?"

Lynn stood up and shook his head: "We can't act rashly. They may have set an ambush. Let's go back to the industrial area first, integrate the existing clues, take these blood samples back for testing, and see if we can confirm his identity."

The team quickly cleaned up the scene, collected some bloodstains and other remaining items, and then withdrew to the assembly point in the abandoned industrial area.

Back at the scene, Eric looked at Lynn, his tone revealing a hint of unwillingness: "Didn't catch him?"

Lynn handed him the evidence bag, his tone calm: "Didn't catch him, but he's injured and can't run far. These blood samples can be used to find out his identity, and perhaps find more information about the experimental organization."

Eric took the evidence bag, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes: "Okay, at least we have some gains. This target was too cunning this time, but he won't be so lucky next time."

Lynn nodded, a hint of determination in his eyes: "This is just the beginning. We will find their lair and end this experiment."

Back in the industrial area, Lynn began to carefully examine the experimental equipment seized from the scene. In a damaged terminal, he found a hidden storage module. After connecting the module to a portable decoder, some encrypted files appeared on the screen.

"What is this?" Eric leaned over to take a look, frowning. "The file is encrypted, but it looks like key experimental records."

Lynn carefully examined the structure of the file and tried to open it with simple decryption tools, but only a few decryption failure prompts appeared on the screen. He took a deep breath and turned the device to the technical staff at headquarters: "Can you decrypt this file? It may be the key to finding our answers."

The technician connected the terminal and began to run an advanced decryption program. A few minutes later, the screen finally displayed some decrypted content. Although most of the content was still covered up, some key phrases were clearly visible:

"Enhanced Mutant Project"

"Gene Editing Sequence Upgrade"

"Programmability of Control Ability"

Lynn's eyes were locked on the screen, repeating in a low voice: "Enhanced Mutant Project... They are not only artificially creating mutants, but also trying to control abilities?"

Eric's face became even more serious: "If it's true, once this technology is successful, it will not only subvert the entire society, but also allow these people to wield great threatening power."

John added: "Moreover, this technology is likely not only aimed at mutants, perhaps ordinary people can also gain abilities through gene editing. This is too dangerous."

The technician interrupted their discussion, saying nervously: "Inspectors, these files still have a lot of deep encryption, it may take several days to fully unlock them. But there is already mention of a project code-named 'Mainline Experiment', the time node shows it's within the next week."

Lynn pondered for a moment, then said: "No need to wait for full decryption. Let's concentrate our efforts on investigating the 'Mainline Experiment' first. Technician, mark the time node and all related content, and see if there are any clues that can be located."

The technician nodded and continued to search the files. After a moment, he raised his head, his tone somewhat nervous: "There is a location mentioned here, which may be one of the core areas of the experiment—an abandoned laboratory near the coast."

Eric immediately said: "Then we will immediately organize an operation and raze this place to the ground."

Lynn shook his head: "No. The other party obviously has a high level of alert ability. If we act rashly, we may stir up a hornet's nest. Since they dare to encrypt these files, it shows that this may just be a cover or disguise."