Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Tina didn’t respond, her cold eyes fixed intensely on Christopher Parr across from her, her gaze sharp and captivating.

Christopher Parr fell silent for a few seconds, then turned off the intercom.

The voice calling out his name abruptly ceased.

“Do you have a secure plan to rescue Jared?” he asked.

In that moment, Christopher Parr seemed to embody the daunting presence of a soul forged in the heat of battle.

Nathan and Hayden were taken aback.

Christopher Parr had been their instructor years ago. Since becoming deputy director, his imposing aura had seemingly faded.

They had assumed that Christopher Parr was past his prime, just an old man confined to an office.

However, they were wrong. He had merely concealed his fierceness, letting it simmer beneath a facade of kindness cultivated over the years.

Tina’s eyes, dark and uncontrollable, remained on Christopher Parr. “Jared is my love.”

That single statement was more tangible than any promise.

“My love, how could I possibly let him be in danger?”

Hearing Tina’s resolute and unyielding words, Christopher Parr turned to his side. “Hayden, take Tina to the coordinates. Nathan, hurry to Jason and have him report the situation inside the mine in real time!”

“It’s not that complicated,” Tina said as she opened up a satellite map, which displayed the interior of the mine.

Inside the mine, a faint red dot indicated Jared’s location.

Nathan followed Tina, “Ma’am, the air is thin inside, and we don’t know how much oxygen the captain has left, nor can we reach him.”

“Is he wearing his headset?” Tina asked.

“He is, but we’ve lost contact. It seems there’s a signal jammer inside, not sure how long it will last,” Hayden quickly added.

“That will do.” Tina took a device resembling a Bluetooth speaker from Paula White’s box and connected it to the computer screen.

As it activated, the X Bureau agents still present, including Hayden, lost all communication.

Even the command vehicle where Christopher Parr was seated lost all signals.

“What’s happening? Another virus?” Christopher Parr asked, surprised.

“No.” Tina typed a series of codes, and a prompt appeared on the computer screen. “Hayden, what’s the XScreen code for the boss?”

“0001.”

Tina entered the code, and soon faint breathing sounds emerged from the speaker.

Everyone was shocked, and Christopher Parr looked at Tina incredulously, unsure of what had happened.

Tina put on the headset. “Boss, can you hear me?”

A few seconds passed, then a voice responded, “Tina?”

“Holy smokes, it’s Mr. Farrell!” Hayden exclaimed. “Serena, you’re a genius!”

Christopher Parr now understood the principle behind Tina’s current communication with Jared.

She had redirected all communication signals to Jared’s and her own devices, with the Bluetooth speaker serving as a designated signal transmitter.

By entering Jared’s code, all signals were funneled into the disconnected XScreen.

Christopher Parr’s look of admiration deepened as he watched Tina.

She had indeed surpassed her teacher.

“Boss, tell me your exact location and the surroundings; I need precise numbers,” Tina demanded, staring at the computer screen. The satellite map wasn’t very clear, so she needed exact details to devise a plan.

Jared reported his coordinates, “I’m in a temporary stop room within the mine. There’s some air left here, and a cave that offers some shelter, but I’m not sure how long it will hold. There’s about thirty percent oxygen left in the tank.”

Tina locked onto his location using the coordinates Jared provided. It was about a kilometer from the entrance of the mine, not an ideal area. The thinness of the air was unimaginable. The condition of the collapse from his position to the entrance was unknown; they could only blast through bit by bit to rescue him. If they blasted from above Jared’s location, it could easily cause a secondary collapse, endangering his life.

Tina furrowed her brow, “Uncle, can you hold on for two days?” To ensure a safe rescue, she had to keep the operation within two days. Jared chuckled, “Wait for me outside, I can hold on for twenty days.” How could he die here when he hadn’t yet married his beloved Tina?

Hayden couldn’t help himself and shouted at the speaker, “Conserve your strength, Mr. Farrell, we are coming to save you.”

“Okay.” Tina’s expression darkened slightly, “Uncle, do not speak unless absolutely necessary.”

“Just one last thing,” Jared seemed to move, causing some static through the speaker that quickly settled, “Tina, I love you.”

Tina bit her lower lip slightly, her nose tingling as she responded through the headset, word by word, “Jared, I love you too.” The X Bureau’s special team quickly arranged explosives at the mine entrance. To safely dig out a passage, they needed to blast the rocks and earth blocking the entrance. It was a risky act. Blasting a mine already at risk of collapse was like dancing at death’s door.

This was a new type of bomb developed by Paula White, smaller and more portable than the latest bombs, similar in size to a grenade but more powerful. What was special was that these bombs, through precise arrangement calculations, controlled the blast radius. Like Chinese medicine, where elements counteract or complement each other, ten bombs could produce the effect of half a bomb or possibly ten bombs could produce the effect of a hundred.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

It all depended on their arrangement. The bombs were still in the development stage and had not been tested in practice, making Paula White uneasy, “Serena, I must remind you again, the ‘Morning Glory’ has not been tested; this is its first detonation.” ‘Morning Glory’ was the name Paula White had given to this bomb.

Tina, seeing the results of meticulous calculations, didn’t hesitate for a moment, “Detonate.” A second’s hesitation meant a second more of danger for Jared, and once decided, Tina would not waver! Paula White looked at Hayden, whose heart was also in his throat, but if Tina said it was okay, it was okay for him. Hayden nodded firmly, placing all his hope on the ‘Morning Glory’.

Paula White, seeing this, pressed the detonation switch. Ten explosions sounded in succession, dust billowing into the air like fireworks, then falling like a barrage of bullets. Everyone covered their noses and mouths with their arms, waiting until all the dust had settled. Hayden went to check the entrance.

Nathan and the others held their breath, waiting for the outcome. Hayden then laughed, “Serena, we’ve blasted a hole one and a half meters in diameter, ten meters deep!”