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Chloe casually said, "Every day we delay, the uncertainty on their side increases. If all other methods fail, we still have the final solution."

"Final solution?"

"Pinpoint detonation of Cai Anjie's personality."

Chloe looked at the London Eye Ferris Wheel standing like a harp by the river, three kilometers to the south, and calmly said, "There's an old saying in the East, 'You can be a thief for a thousand days, but you cannot guard against thieves for a thousand days.'

Attack is always better than defense.

Now we know Cai Anjie's identity and her address.

If the Special Affairs Bureau doesn't compromise after a month or a few months, we will use hackers or magic means to invade the network of the buildings near the Red Star Orphanage,

broadcast large-screen images and videos of Cai Anjie being abused and beaten by her foster parents.

No matter how well her memory is reset, under such a mental attack, her personality is likely to collapse."

The female agent's voice showed no emotion, as if discussing eating and drinking water, "According to the Turing Department's prediction, she has a 25% chance of self-obliteration, 35% chance of exploding on the spot, destroying several streets.

40% chance of going berserk, indiscriminately attacking all targets in her sight.

At that point, the Special Affairs Bureau will have no choice but to kill Cai Anjie."

She paused and added, "Of course, this is just a backup plan, ideally we shouldn't go to the brink with the Special Affairs Bureau..."

Buzz! Buzz!

Their phones vibrated violently simultaneously before she finished speaking.

The black and red color message box occupied the entire phone screen.

It was a future prediction from the Turing Department.

[Information Distribution Target: All Transcendents in the UK]

[Warning Level: Deep Red]

[Abnormal Fluctuation Index: 5000 points]

[Scope: The entire London City]

[Affected Population: 8.5 million]

[Priority: Maximum]

[Expected Arrival Time: 7 minutes]

[Possible Source Direction: Sky]

The sudden text message stunned both of them.

The next second, they withdrew their hands from the balcony railing as if electrocuted, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows, and rushed back to the hotel room.

In the room, the phones of the other six agents were all ringing.

Everyone had received the same warning message.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why is there a deep red warning?!"

"Could it be a false alarm?!"

The usually well-trained agents were now in turmoil.

A deep red abnormal event, since the arrival of the killing field, has only occurred less than 17 times. More than half were solved at great cost by local national machines or large guilds.

Events that occurred in sparsely populated areas were handled by GOC controlling media in various countries, misleading the public as "meteors falling from the sky".

As for the three most serious events, one occurred in Congo, one in India, and one in Indonesia, accompanied by earthquakes and tsunamis, with casualties exceeding a million each.

Fortunately, the internet in these three regions was not developed, and with the help of earthquakes and tsunamis to cover up, the true nature of the events was hidden.

Incidentally, this caused some environmental groups to become more active, promoting global warming that would cause more natural disasters in the future, and so on.

In short, the 'lords' of London are still the 'lords',

none of the agents present ever considered the civilians of Third World developing countries as equal human beings to themselves.

But thinking of such a terrifying disaster detonating in the prosperous London City, fear gripped their hearts like ice.

"Everyone be quiet!"

Chloe shouted lowly, controlling the situation in the room.

She took a deep breath, 7 minutes reaction time was too short, not enough for London City civilians to evacuate from the city, so the Turing Department only sent the message to Transcendents.

And didn't activate the London City air raid alarm.

At this moment, the rich and powerful people all over the city were presumably awakened, and royal family members would be led by the Royal Affairs Office, hiding in top space items capable of holding ordinary people, following players to avoid in the killing field entity.

The Prime Minister and his wife would be dragged from their beds by security personnel, using the Bell Tower's teleportation gate to flee 160 kilometers to Birmingham.

As for the new money and old money families in the Financial City, some hid in custom-built family shelters with heavy investments, others took a gamble with time by boarding helicopters with their families.

Those closely connected with the Bell Tower Guild would rush to seek shelter.

Praying that the mage lords among the 'lords' of London would, for the sake of the past enthusiastic donations from mortal moguls, lend them a hand.

As for the unlucky agent fellows present...

"Don't panic, we will follow the emergency plan for the Special Affairs Bureau's attack and hide in the nearest underground bunker."

Chloe said unhesitatingly, "Follow me."

A group of people grabbed the unsuspecting Sarah Thompson and directly smashed the balcony glass, jumping down from the tenth-floor building.

Bang!

The sound of glass shattering and the huge noise of landing stunned the young men and women still queuing outside Fabric Nightclub.

The agents ignored it and ran straight to the subway entrance.

Leather boots crushed the puddles by the roadside, smashing the neon light reflections into broken petals.

While running, some agents secretly took out personal phones to contact friends and relatives, urging them to hide and evacuate as soon as possible.

Everyone has feelings, Chloe didn't order the others to put away their phones—she wasn't selfish enough to think others wouldn't be selfish.

Even when rushing into the subway entrance, bathed under the cold light, she was still shocked and puzzled at what kind of abnormal natural disaster could affect the entire London City.

Here, there are MI6, the Bell Tower Mage Association, the Hellfire Superpower Club, and dozens of guilds big and small,