Chapter 29 The More You Know, the Faster You Die

Chapter 29 The More You Know, the Faster You Die

Eve nodded. She had nothing much going on lately anyway, so she might as well see what kind of story a man like Sebastian could tell.

"This story takes place in Dubai, at the Burj Khalifa."

A familiar place, a familiar name. Eve's heart skipped a beat, and she glanced at Sebastian with suspicious eyes.

So this man finally couldn't hold back anymore and was starting to show his true colors?

Sebastian didn't pause. His voice low, he continued: "Once, there was a top female assassin who was betrayed right there by her own organization, by her own brothers, and in the end chose to take everyone down with her."

"And then what?"

She used the motion of drinking tea to hide the shock on her face.

This man actually knew about what happened at the Burj Khalifa.

It seemed his identity was even more mysterious than she'd imagined.

You have to understand, such a serious explosion happened at the Burj Khalifa, so many people died, yet nothing about it spread online.

The only thing that came out was a wanted poster from when she was still 'Phantom'.

Thinking of this, Eve smiled coldly. The existence of that wanted poster proved the organization hadn't gotten her body.

So then, where was her body?

She looked up, her sharp gaze meeting Sebastian's unfathomable dark eyes.

Could he be connected to this?

"There's no ending. This is just a story. Sometimes I really want to know how it ends too."

Meeting Eve's eyes, Sebastian smiled faintly. "The interesting thing is, that female assassin's name is very similar to yours."

"Mr. Cole, you don't actually think I'm that so-called top female assassin, do you?"

Setting down her teacup, Eve couldn't help but laugh. She looked down at her round, plump body and smiled self-mockingly. "With this figure of mine, a top female assassin? Mr. Cole, have you been reading too many bad novels?"

Eve's denial didn't surprise Sebastian.

Though he still couldn't confirm whether the Eve before him was the former Eve.

However, his gut feeling made him firmly believe that this Eve must be connected in some way to the former top female assassin.

"Thank you for breakfast, Mr. Cole. I have things to do, so I'll be going."

Sebastian gave her too dangerous a feeling. She still had many things left unfinished.

Sebastian's existence was a variable, and she didn't like it.

"I heard that people from 'DarkChord' are searching all over the world for something important. I wonder if Ms. Moore knows anything about it?"

DarkChord?

Hearing that name again, Eve's heart still trembled, and even her departing footsteps paused.

DarkChord!

The name once carved into her bones, the place she once risked her life for.

Also the place that once used the Burj Khalifa to take her life.

She had imagined countless times the scene where she'd hear this name again, but never thought it would be here.

And from Sebastian's mouth, no less.

"Mr. Cole, I don't know what you're talking about. Goodbye."

She turned and left, her plump body somehow managing to project an air of confidence.

Sebastian remained motionless until she disappeared from view.

"Boss, could it be her?"

Chase walked in, looking at Eve's retreating figure, asking once again.

This wasn't the first time he'd asked, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

Sebastian shook his head, a trace of confusion crossing his usually sharp face.

"Arrange for people to protect her."

Until the final answer emerged, whether this Eve was that 'Phantom' or not, nothing could happen to her.

Chase nodded and turned to handle it.

At that moment, Eve, who should have left, appeared alone by the seaside.

She sat quietly on the soft sand, gazing at the ocean before her.

Her thoughts were racing.

She reached up to touch her right arm near the shoulder.

A chip had once been implanted there, faithfully recording everything that happened during the seven years she risked her life for DarkChord.

It was precisely because of that data that she faced the organization's betrayal.

"As long as we obtain all your genes and all your behavior patterns, we can cultivate a hundred, a thousand Eves who will obey like puppets, instead of a weapon that could lose control at any time."

Remembering the reason Caleb had given her.

Eve smiled mockingly, picked up a stone, and threw it toward the ocean.

She definitely wasn't stupid. Otherwise, she wouldn't have reached the position of top female assassin.

And she certainly wasn't naive.

Naive enough to believe every word Caleb said.

She touched her right arm again.

The organization wanted to kill her not for some so-called genes, but for the chip in her body.

Seven years was enough time for her to learn too many things the organization didn't want people to know.

The more you know, the faster you die.

That saying still applied in modern times.

She stood up, brushed off the fine sand clinging to her, and looked up into the distance.

That direction was none other than Dubai, the place rumored to be even more dangerous than Mexico's drug dens.

DarkChord, since you still won't give up, then get ready to face my fury.

I, Eve, will return to my former battlefield. I hope you won't be too surprised.

——

"Useless, useless, you're all useless."

In Dubai, inside a mysterious estate, a man's furious voice rang out. "It's been so long, I tell you to find one person and you can't find her. Finding a corpse—is that too hard too?"

"Please punish us, Leader." The person kneeling below kept his head down.

If Eve were here, she would definitely recognize this person as none other than the man who once supported her, then betrayed her—Caleb.

"Punishment? I'm giving you one more month. If I still don't have news about Eve, you know the consequences."

The leader clearly didn't have much patience, looking coldly at Caleb. "My patience is limited."

——

Eve didn't know that the organization hadn't relaxed its vigilance about her disappearance.

Or maybe even if she knew, she wouldn't care.

After all, aside from her name, the current her couldn't be connected in any way to that internationally renowned top female assassin.

On her way back, she first went to the hospital to visit Grandma. After confirming that Grandma's health had mostly recovered, she felt relieved.

She chatted with Grandma for a while, then slipped away before Lynn came to deliver lunch.

Lynn's nagging skills—she didn't know who she learned them from—were absolutely masterful.

Better to run first.

Sure enough, when Lynn arrived at the hospital and heard that Eve had come and gone, she went on and on in front of the old lady for a full hour before finally quieting down.

Meanwhile, Eve had long since returned to her dorm.

Her plump little hands created a blur on the keyboard.

Soon, she found the post on the dark web offering a high reward for information about her.

She read through all the comments below, smiled with satisfaction, then exited the page.

There were many comments, and many people had viewed the post, but unfortunately...

Not a single person dared to take on this task.

Never mind how difficult it would be to find someone whose fate was unknown after a massive explosion.

Just considering Eve's former reputation, there really wasn't anyone foolish enough to dare investigate her.

This resulted in the task still hanging on the dark web. No matter how high the reward, no one would touch it.

After confirming she was in no danger at the moment, Eve was satisfied.

Her fingers tapped the mouse unconsciously while her brain worked furiously.

In her past life, she was alone with no family or friends. She was truly carefree, with no one to worry about.

But now...

Thinking of the family bonds she couldn't bear to give up, she clenched her fingers. It seemed it was time to arrange some things.

"Sophie, come to my dorm. I need to talk to you."

In less than three minutes, Sophie appeared in Eve's room wearing pajamas.

"Really? Eve, are you serious? You're not joking with me?"

After hearing Eve's plan, Sophie jumped up in excitement. "You're really going to let us receive training?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

Eve sighed helplessly and patted the spot beside her, signaling Sophie to sit down.

"You need to be strong yourself to forge iron. External protection always has gaps. If you want absolute safety, you can only make yourself stronger."

That's right. Eve planned to use the six months before going abroad to give Sophie and Mason a proper lesson.