Three hours after their encounter.
In an underground facility south of the city, a classified meeting was underway.
A massive screen projected Khả Vũ's image.
A red warning pulsed across the top:
TARGET: ORIGINAL CODE SUBJECT #04 – KHẢ VŨ
STATUS: HAS INITIATED LEVEL-3 DECRYPTION.
ORDER: CAPTURE ALIVE. DO NOT DAMAGE BRAIN FUNCTION.
A man in a black coat stood up.
"He's breached security thresholds.
If he slips away again, the entire system will be compromised."
A cold female voice responded from the shadows:
"He's not trying to destroy the system."
"He's trying to lure us in."
🛰 In a crowded district — traffic cameras were hijacked.
Khả Vũ and An Thư lay low in an old city bus.
His eyes remained calm, one hand holding a paper map — analog, untraceable.
"They'll find us within twelve hours."
An Thư clenched her fists.
"Why not run? You used to be good at that."
"I'm not running."
"I'm… flipping the board over."
💥 The pursuit begins:
A sharp crack echoed down the street.
Khả Vũ pulled An Thư down behind the sidewalk as tranquilizer rounds shattered the glass.
Pedestrians screamed — no blood, no casualties.
"They're not trying to kill you…"
"They need what's in my mind."
Khả Vũ slipped a slender blade from his belt — a disguised tool.
"We have to reach Station V before they seal the grid."
"Station V?"
He smiled faintly.
"It's where I buried the rest of my memory…"
🔥 End of chapter:
On a rooftop across the street,
the woman in black folded up her sniper scope.
"He still has it…
And if I don't get to it first, 'he' will kill me."
A second figure behind her spoke:
"Then don't hold back.
Send the new order — 'lethal force permitted.'"