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Several inexperienced officers couldn't help but gag as they saw the blood pooling on the ground, almost forming a small stream.

The scene inside the textile factory had everyone's nerves stretched taut.

It only took a single glance.

They immediately realized the kind of ruthless criminals they were dealing with this time.

Taking a deep breath, George, who was commanding the operation, spoke in a steady voice.

"Special Ops, take point!"

"Understood!"

"Vinny, take your team to the left; I'll take mine to the right!"

"Got it."

After signaling with hand gestures, George cautiously advanced to the right.

The Special Ops team leader and Vinny, another detective from the 13th Precinct, each led their teams in their respective directions.

However, whether it was George, Vinny, or the Special Ops team brought in from the NYPD headquarters, all they encountered were corpses—no other sign of life.

The textile factory was eerily quiet.

A short while later...

The three teams regrouped in the largest workshop of the factory.

"Any survivors?" George asked.

"None," replied both Vinny and the Special Ops team leader.

Hearing the same answer from both, George's expression grew grave.

The three shared a glance before ordering their teams to reform their initial formation and advance toward the last unexplored section of the factory.

Ten minutes later...

Apart from the countless corpses and the wreckage of various textile machines, the officers found no survivors or immediate threats.

Soon after, more officers flooded the scene.

"Not a single survivor..."

Even someone as experienced as George fell silent as he looked at the carnage within the factory.

It was clear.

They were too late.

The group of criminals who had turned the factory into a battlefield had likely fled before the police arrived.

The thought made George's face darken.

Dozens of dead bodies and no suspects in custody—how was the police department supposed to explain this to the public?

If the media caught wind of this failure, George could already imagine the firestorm of criticism awaiting the NYPD.

At that moment...

Vinny suddenly ran over, clutching a black plastic bag.

"George, I think you need to see this..."

This operation at the textile factory had been one of the most thoroughly prepared actions Eren had undertaken since arriving in this world.

Although he couldn't understand why Sloan had suddenly gained such formidable abilities, the factory massacre had already been foreseen in Eren's divination.

No one knew how many times a diviner would repeat their readings to ensure safety—or rather, to guarantee success—when given ample time.

Naturally, Eren had more than one plan in place.

He had even thought about how to make George's cleanup of the aftermath easier.

The contents of the bag Vinny brought over were the result of this planning—a list of assassinations conducted by "Mr. X" over the years, targeting political and corporate elites, along with irrefutable evidence of their crimes.

Besides the evidence Eren had prepared in advance, he also added documents he found while cleaning up the battlefield—evidence of crimes tied to the textile factory and Sloan's collusion with certain New York city council members.

These items...

Regardless of whether Eren ended up confronting Sloan or the Cross, were always meant to end up in George's hands through some means.

Consider it a reward of sorts.

After all, if Eren successfully escaped with the Fate Loom and the unique wax formula, someone still needed to clean up the chaos in the factory, and George was the best candidate.

Without such "rewards," George might end up as a scapegoat sacrificed by the NYPD.

Besides...

Eren had no use for the criminal evidence.

Rather than keep such incriminating items, it was better to hand them to George, ensuring he wouldn't be ousted from the department.

"What's this?"

George took the bag from Vinny and asked casually.

"You'll understand once you look inside," Vinny replied with a wry smile.

"So mysterious?" George shot Vinny a look before opening the bag. The first thing that caught his eye was a playing card—the Joker.

After staring at the card for a second, George shifted his attention to the stack of booklets inside the bag.

He pulled out what looked like a ledger and flipped it open.

Well, damn.

George's expression changed the moment he read the first page.

Ten minutes later...

George walked back to where Gwen and Eren were waiting.

"Dad!"

Seeing George approaching from afar, Gwen's worries visibly eased, and she rushed to embrace him.

When she had seen George leading his team into the dangerous textile factory earlier, her heart had nearly leapt out of her chest.

Now, she finally understood why Helen always got so upset whenever George took on missions despite his promotion.

Of course.

When George became deputy precinct chief, Helen had thought he wouldn't be on the front lines anymore. But clearly, George hadn't changed his ways and still insisted on risking himself.

How could Helen not worry or be angry?

"I'm fine, Gwen."

After hugging his daughter briefly, George released her and addressed both Gwen and Eren.

"There might be people coming to take your statements soon. They'll need you to describe what you saw at the scene."

Eren nodded. "Of course."

George acknowledged him with a nod, then turned to Gwen, his expression growing stern.

"Gwen, I expect you to give me a satisfactory explanation tonight about why you were in such a dangerous place."

Gwen stuck out her tongue mischievously.

There was no way she could tell George the real reason—how she and Eren had come to the factory searching for a way to remove Helen's scars.

If she did, George would definitely report everything to Helen, and Gwen would undoubtedly face an unprecedented grounding.

After a few more instructions, George turned and left.

While the textile factory incident was over for Eren, for George, the headache-inducing troubles were just beginning.

(End of Chapter)

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