Joint enforcement for cross-dimensional evidence collection, the full force of the Shura Field storm

Gwen Stacy placed the encrypted Data Pad back in the center of the conference table.

The light from the screen reflected off the polished desktop, creating a small, cold spot of light.

The three characters "Red Room" lay there in the dappled sunlight.

In the conference room, the heads of the other secondary departments had unconsciously moved their chairs back half a foot. Their presence was as faint as dust in a corner.

The air in this room seemed to have been sucked out. What remained were two distinct yet strangely intertwined atmospheres.

One source is Stability Maintenance Office Director Hela. It is the millennia-old chill of the far north glaciers, carrying the weight of judgment.

Another one comes from Technology Integration Department Minister Wanda. It is the Scarlet Nebula at the dawn of Chaos, surging with a desire to bring everything under control.

Two gazes converged on one point.

Lynn, seated at the head of the table.

He had just used an impeccable procedure to cleverly transform an internal storm that was directed at him into a predictable, protracted, and ineffective departmental wrangling.

Now, this Assistance Investigation Notice from the Coordination Office, like a steel ball precisely inserted into a gear train, has caused the bureaucratic machine that has just started to make a jarring noise.

The tense standoff between Hela and Wanda disappeared.

Instead, a more terrifying tacit understanding has emerged.

They found the third "crime scene".

"Director."

Hela spoke. Her voice was devoid of any emotion, like Scalpel cutting through skin.

"Special Investigation Group for Historical Legacy Energy has just been established."

She made no demands, but simply stated a fact—a fact created by Lynn herself.

Wanda didn't speak, but she straightened up. This subtle movement was a statement in itself. Her Scarlet eyes were fixed on Lynn, as if conducting a silent technical assessment, analyzing the twitch of every facial muscle in him.

Lynn's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest under the table.

He knew he had no choice but to agree.

This Assistance Investigation Notice came from TVA and was issued through Ravonna under the name of the "Coordination Office." Every step was in accordance with the Bilateral Memorandum he signed with TVA. Every word was within the rules he had personally drawn.

If he tries to stop it, he is openly defying the system he himself established, and admitting to everyone that there is a problem with this "Red Room".

Lynn slowly raised his head, his face showing no emotion.

"Team Leader Hela is right."

His voice was steady, as if he were commenting on a routine work report.

"The investigation team was established to resolve the issue. Now that new leads have emerged, and it's a formal Assistance Investigation Notice from the Coordination Office, we have no reason not to respond."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Hela before settling on Wanda's face.

I agree.

He spoke those two words softly, but in the quiet meeting room, they carried immense weight.

"The first task of the Special Investigation Group for Historical Legacy Energy is to go to the Abandoned Timeline coordinates specified in the Assistance Investigation Notice to conduct cross- Dimension on-site evidence collection."

He was issuing what seemed like a perfectly normal administrative order.

"The Stability Maintenance Office is responsible for formulating action plans and ensuring the safety of field personnel and site containment. The Department of Technology provides technical support and is responsible for energy sampling and preliminary analysis. All actions must strictly comply with Interdimensional Operations Regulations."

A standard, bureaucratic process was meticulously arranged.

A barely perceptible smile appeared at the corners of Hela's mouth. She said nothing, only nodded.

Wanda's face remained cold. She cared about the truth, not the procedure. But this procedure could lead to the truth.

Lynn's gaze finally settled on Gwen Stacy.

"Director Gwen Stacy."

"Yes, Director."

"As the supervisor of the investigation team, you will accompany them throughout the entire process." Lynn's tone became more serious. "Your responsibility is to supervise. Supervise the compliance of the entire evidence collection process, ensuring that complete written and video records are kept at every step, and ensuring that all sample handovers are signed by at least two people."

He looked at Gwen Stacy and added meaningfully, "This operation not only represents our Management Committee, but in a sense, it also demonstrates our professionalism and Discipline to TVA. Procedure is our stance."

This is the only thing he can do right now.

Using a program, we can put the most vulnerable shackles on this out-of-control action.

Gwen Stacy's face was a little pale, but she still nodded vigorously. "Understood."

"Okay." Lynn leaned back in his chair, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. "Now that the task is clear, let's get ready immediately. Meeting adjourned."

Hela and Wanda turned around almost simultaneously.

They didn't even glance at Lynn again, heading straight for the conference room door. The heavy door closed silently behind them.

The other officials, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, quickly rose and quietly left the place of trouble.

In the blink of an eye, only Lynn and Gwen Stacy remained in the huge conference room.

"Director," Gwen Stacy's voice was a little hoarse, "Really... should we let them go?"

Lynn did not answer.

He stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the Eternity unchanging gray sky in the Negative Zone.

He just personally issued a "joint audit order" for his past crimes.

He sent two of his fiercest Beast to dig up his deepest grave. And the only reins he gave them were those of an unarmed shepherdess.

Lynn knew that once they came into contact with the truth in the ruins of that Red Room, the fragile dam he had built with the bureaucratic system would collapse instantly.

At that time, what will overwhelm everything will no longer be suspicion and testing.

Rather, it is a storm capable of destroying everything.

E-616 Abandoned Timeline.

Siberia, somewhere in an unnamed snowfield.

Time here has long been cut off by TVA, frozen in an Eternity winter.

An abandoned base, like a dead steel Beast, lies sprawled in the vast white snow. The rusty iron gate has been eroded by the wind and snow, leaving only its skeleton. This is the ruins of the "Red Room".

All was silent.

Only the sound of the wind echoed through the empty corridor, its mournful sound reverberating.

Deep inside the base, in a training room that was completely sealed off.

The darkness was so thick it was almost tangible.

Sudden.

In the darkness, a barely perceptible red light flickered slightly.

A figure emerged silently from the shadows. She wore an old but still form-fitting black combat uniform, and her long red hair seemed to burn even in the darkness.

She has been lying in wait here for far too long.

So long that she almost became one with the deathly silence of the ruins.

Just now, she sensed something was amiss.

It's neither wind, nor the natural decay of energy.

It's a kind of... intrusion.

Three unfamiliar, powerful auras, transcending Dimension barriers, are tearing open this long-forgotten world, descending precisely in her direction.

In the darkness, those green eyes slowly opened.

There was no surprise, no fear.

There is only one kind of calm: the extreme restraint of a hunter finally waiting for his prey to step into his trap.