"I understand." No. 1, cloaked in gray, nodded, a rare look of conflict crossing his face. "Something like what happened to No. 5 must never happen again."
At the mention of No. 5, Lin Wan'er's brows drew together slightly. But she soon returned to her usual expression. "What happened to No. 5 had nothing to do with you. It was my fault. I thought that, given his abilities, he could at least keep himself safe."
"All I needed him to do was find that vehicle and board it, so we could confirm its location and mark a landing point for your portal." Lin Wan'er let out a soft breath. "But I never imagined he wouldn't come back off that vehicle."
"No. 5's combat abilities were nowhere near yours or No. 6's. But when it came to protecting himself, the two of you together still couldn't match him."
No. 5 had already died in Old President's domain. That was a fact, and there was no point dwelling on it. No. 1 nodded and moved on from the unpleasant topic. The top priority now was finding out who was trying to kill No. 10, and... carrying out the Deathtrap Plan.
"I..." No. 1 hesitated, looking troubled. "Sir, I want to go see No. 10. Don't worry, I'll just take a look, then leave right away. No one will find out."
"No." Lin Wan'er's tone was firm. A moment later, as if she had thought of something, she softened her voice. "Your task now is the Deathtrap Plan. As for protecting No. 10 and investigating the killer, I'll send someone else. You don't need to worry."
"Things are different now. No. 10 has not only Wu by his side, but also an enforcer from Old President's domain. Even with your abilities, getting close