Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1658

A lethal glint flashed in Commander Richter's eyes.

His hand shot down, slapping toward the black detonator clipped to his belt.

But his fingertips...

Didn't even graze the plastic.

Swish—

A streak of silver sliced through the heavy air.

The next second.

A slender silver needle impaled his hand directly.

"Argh—!"

The excruciating pain forced his muscles to spasm and release.

The black detonator clattered onto the metal floor.

Before he could even drop to his knees to retrieve it.

A sleek black boot stepped gracefully onto the device, pinning it down.

Serena had slipped past Julian's protective stance without making a sound.

She crushed the detonator beneath her heel.

Lazily lifting her gaze.

She looked down at the Commander with imperious disdain.

"Trying to destroy my priceless treasure."

"Did you ask for my permission?"

The tip of her tongue traced her ruby lips.

The sheer, predatory greed in her eyes...

Was completely unapologetic.

"This is a prize that even my patron has taken an interest in."

"I was planning to flip this for tens of billions. Maybe hundreds of billions."

"If you blow him up..."

Serena's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Who's going to reimburse me?"

Richter's face was a mask of furious agony.

But as he stared at the detonator trapped under her boot...

He violently swallowed his murderous rage.

"Panacea."

"If it's money you want."

"We can negotiate."

He stared at her, desperate.

"Just walk away right now and give Fourteen back to us."

"Obsidian Sun will write you a blank check."

Serena arched an elegant brow.

Thinking she was tempted, Richter immediately doubled down.

"Cash, pharmaceuticals, classified research—whatever you desire."

"If Obsidian Sun possesses it."

"It's yours."

"Name your price."

To recover Specimen Fourteen.

Obsidian Sun was certainly willing to bleed.

"It would be a tragedy..."

"Not to let the world marvel at it."

Realizing that Serena was completely impenetrable to both threats and bribes...

Richter fiercely ground his teeth together.

"Panacea."

"Think carefully about what you're doing."

"Destroying that remote detonator changes absolutely nothing."

He glared at her, his voice dripping with venom.

"Fourteen's brain is wired with Obsidian Sun's apex-tier control chip."

"As long as Command gives the order."

"They can fry his entire nervous system in a heartbeat."

"When that happens."

"Fourteen burns."

"And you walk away with nothing!"

By the time he finished speaking...

His tone was laced with a sickeningly triumphant malice.

That control chip...

Was grafted directly into Fourteen's cerebral cortex.

Even Obsidian Sun's most elite neuroscientists...

Wouldn't dare attempt a surgical extraction.

No matter how gifted The Panacea was.

She could never dismantle a proprietary kill-switch that took Obsidian Sun years to perfect, not in the handful of seconds she had left.