Chapter 5 She Is Here In Lofbury Now

• With this information in hand, she could cross-reference and search the global DNA database.
• She was determined to leave no stone unturned until she found him!
• Jonathan nodded. “All right, I'll go get everything ready now.”
• The DNA test results came out quickly.
• Inside the office, Larissa was rapidly typing on the keyboard, a sardonic smirk playing at the corners of her mouth.
• Jonathan, who was standing nearby, rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.
• “Black Snake, that guy's already had it rough enough. Can you stop smiling in such a creepy way? Loading Dum-dum bullets into a large-caliber sniper rifle, that's a dirty trick only you could come up with in the whole world.”
• High-caliber sniper rifles were typically anti-materiel weapons. With armor-piercing bullets, they could directly bring down a helicopter.
• It was truly a huge stroke of luck that man didn't die.
• Larissa quickly turned her head. “How did you know I was using a sniper rifle?”
• Without a second thought, Jonathan said, “Isn't it obvious? The guy was wearing the world's most advanced DR-2 bulletproof vest. Apart from a high-caliber sniper rifle, only a howitzer could shatter that thing... Wait, are you saying...?”
• Larissa promptly halted the temporary program that was continuously searching for information, letting out a chuckle.
• “So, doesn't this narrow down the scope?”
• The global DNA database was so vast that it was difficult to find anything in a short amount of time. She had already compared the skeletal scans but to no avail.
• Typically, many mercenaries and assassins on the international scene were often found on the most-wanted list.
• The appearances of these individuals were ever-changing, making common tracking methods like blood samples and fingerprints ineffective. Thus, the most recent tracking technique being used was skeletal scanning.
• The infiltrator's skeletal sample wasn't in the database, which likely indicated that he wasn't involved in the underworld.
• Jonathan swallowed and suggested, “Actually, I think... That poor guy just had surgery, so he probably hasn't left Lofbury yet. We can try looking for him here.”
• Upon hearing this, Larissa shot him a sidelong glance.
• “How should we search? Send people into the country to search high and low in Lofbury, thereby making a huge scene of it?”
• Once again, Jonathan fell silent.
• This idea seemed rather impractical in Clusia.
• Meanwhile, in a manor on the outskirts of Lofbury.
• A man with a pale complexion was sprawled on the bed, half of his face almost buried in the pillow. Despite this, one could vaguely make out his distinct, strikingly handsome features.
• At that moment, he was completely wrapped in bandages, and one could faintly see the traces of blood seeping through.
• “Joshua, I've confirmed it. The instructor on duty that day at the Briostein International Mercenary Training Base was Black Mamba from Zone 21, a woman of Clusian descent. Two years ago, she rose to prominence as a top figure at Briostein. Her age remains unknown.”
• Benjamin Grey was seated nearby, with an exceptionally sleek laptop resting on his lap.
• He continued to speak as he received information transmitted from overseas.
• “The first documented appearance of Black Mamba was eight years ago, when she emerged victorious over the Fist King, Viper, in an underground fighting competition in Southeast Aploth. Considering that the prime age for female boxers is between 18 and 28, it's speculated that Black Mamba's age would be between 26 and 36. However, according to the descriptions provided by mercenaries who once trained in Briostein, Black Mamba is quite young, certainly not over 30, and her mother tongue is Clusian—”
• Before he could finish, the man lying on the bed stirred slightly.
• “It's useless.”
• Benjamin raised an eyebrow.
• Joshua Langdon went on hoarsely, “This information is useless. As the instructor on duty at the time when they lost something, she is directly responsible. She's already in Lofbury now.”
• “How do you know that Black Mamba will come to Lofbury?”
• Joshua's eyes were intense. “She will definitely come to Lofbury!”
• “All right then.” Benjamin nodded and said with a smile, “Since she's here, she will definitely try her best to find you. We can set a trap for her now.”
• “Who's the bait?”
• Benjamin glanced at the man who was entirely wrapped in bandages.
• “Uh...”
• Setting a trap for the ruthless Black Mamba seemed a bit risky.
• Joshua's lips twitched before he said in a frigid voice, “Bring some men over. This isn't Briostein, so she can't stir up much trouble here.”
• Benjamin couldn't help but suggest, “Listen, Joshua, maybe we should head back to Jacaster first. Black Mamba can't cause much trouble here, but you definitely won't be able to handle it if she snipes at you...”
• Under the increasingly icy gaze of Joshua, Benjamin ultimately fell silent.
• Black Mamba was renowned as an international top-notch assassin who could snipe at someone within a ten-mile radius.
• She was also known as the Lord of Mercenaries who, in a war-torn nation, single-handedly wiped out a civilian armed base of dozens.
• The thought of someone like her hunting them down in Lofbury was enough to make Benjamin break out in a cold sweat.
• ...
• When Larissa leisurely returned to the Stenz family mansion, she just happened to catch the family of three in the middle of their dinner.
• Aside from Anais' eyes being bloodshot, her biological parents didn't look too pleased to see her either.