Revenge After Death

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The rescue ship had arrived, and the peacekeeping forces along with the rescue workers had swiftly commenced their life-saving operations. The majority of the cruise survivors had been successfully transferred to the rescue ship.

Unfortunately, this cruise ship incident resulted in a devastating loss of lives.

Most of the wealthy died at sea, and some civilians killed each other because of the earlier game. As we stood on the deck of the rescue ship, Steven and I supported each other. I had broken my left leg, and he had broken his right, so we could truly say we had endured our hardships together.

"Honey, my leg's in pain." Steven hugged me from behind, holding me tightly.

I sensed that he was gripped by lingering fear. It was a deep and palpable fear of losing me. I rolled my eyes at him. "If your legs hurt, go back and sit down."

"Genome Society's ship has departed. The rescue workers inspected it and found nothing unusual. They're eligible for humanitarian aid and are a non-governmental organization. This organization has been conducting humanitarian aid in different locations for years," Steven said in a hushed tone.

Genome Society had numerous escape routes planned. Unfortunately, a lot of the passengers on the cruise survived. The video footage and evidence proving the existence of a lab in the cabin would be fully shared on the Internet.

This would alert more people to the dangers of inhumane experiments like genome editing and cloning.

"Genome Society will be heavily affected this time, so they'll avoid taking any noticeable actions for now. "I knew that this wouldn't be sufficient to eliminate them.

The ship sailed slowly on the sea. We watched both the sunrise and sunset. It felt wonderful to be alive.

"I'm incredibly lucky to be alive," Rachel rushed over and embraced me.

I hugged her back and gently patted her back, all while wearing a reassuring smile. "As long as we're alive, the future holds infinite possibilities."

"You're right," Rachel replied, choking out.

Una stepped onto the deck and cast a contemptuous glance at Rachel. "A forensic doctor who knows nothing and is weak, yet manages to survive until the very end. Is that merely luck?"

Rachel became alert and looked at Una warily. "Just because you resemble Stephie doesn't mean that you can bother us here. I don't depend on luck. Instead, I rely on my partner to keep me safe. Is there an issue with that?"

On the side, Zion cleared his throat awkwardly and muttered, "Rachel, could you please lower your voice and try to be more low-key?"

Una glared meaningfully at Rachel. Without uttering another word, she turned and left.

Meanwhile, Jimmy walked out and stretched. "I never expected the president of Crowdstar Group to be the most unassuming son of the Sacco family. It's a reminder that appearances can be deceiving, but I had a hunch it was him all along. Did you already figure it out, Steven?"

"Isn't it a bit too late to say this?" Steven replied coldly.

Jimmy was not angry. Instead, a smile formed on his lips. "When I was younger, I met Dayton in the advanced class at Moulmore Polytechnic. He was truly a genius with autistic tendencies, but he eventually returned here. The instant I saw him stand up, I knew it was him."

"Do you really think it's worth mentioning now? What were you doing earlier? Why didn't you tell us sooner? If you had informed us earlier, Dayton wouldn't have been taken away by the Rebels and we could've protected him in time." Joel strode forward angrily, eager to punch Jimmy. This scoundrel truly deserved a beating.

Furthermore, he went on board immediately when Genome Society invited him. In addition to bringing Una along, he displayed utter disregard for anyone else's well-being.

"Michael's on Genome Society's ship. Will he be okay?" Eason gazed at Genome Society's ship, which was not far away.

"That's his biological mother. Would she throw him into the sea?" Joel retorted and left in a bad mood. Eason fell silent, recognizing Joel's short fuse. That brat was young but short-tempered.

"We've caught the murderer responsible for the interprovincial serial murder case. This undoubtedly marks another merit for us." Eason sat on the deck tiredly and gazed at the blue sky.

"I wish for everything to return to a state of calm," Zion uttered softly.