How could the timing be this coincidental?
Had something happened to K as well?
Refusing to give up, Ethan quickly dialed twice more, but the result was the same. Just the relentless, mocking busy signal.
The abnormality of the situation pushed Ethan's anxiety to its peak.
Wasting no time, he immediately tried contacting two other law enforcement peers and intelligence liaisons stationed near the border.
However, the results were identical. Either the calls wouldn't connect, or the people who answered sounded evasive. They claimed they were "unclear" about the Mitchina explosion or that the "information was messy." Their vague answers carried a distinct undertone of fear, as if they were terrified of touching a taboo subject.
This unnatural, highly synchronized silence and strict information blackout instantly triggered Ethan's professional instincts as a police captain.
This was no ordinary accident!
There had to be a massive conspiracy and a powerful force manipulating things behind the scenes.
Ethan shot up from his chair. Frustration and worry tangled around him like vines, forcing him to pace the narrow confines of his office. His fingers absentmindedly drummed against his desk, producing a rapid, hollow thud.
Leilani's calm, resilient face flashed clearly in his mind.
"Director Hawkins? It's Ethan Jenkins."
His voice had regained its usual steady cadence, but underneath it lay an unyielding urgency. "Regarding the major explosion reported in Mitchina, Northern Myanor this morning, I've just acquired some preliminary intel. This incident likely involves an extremely vital person of interest connected to us. The situation is highly complex and critical."
He paused slightly, giving Hawkins a moment to process the information, before continuing with added weight, "Director, I firmly believe this is not a run-of-the-mill news story."
"Among the missing persons is a key witness to a major cross-border case we are secretly monitoring. It might even directly tie into the core evidence of several unsolved international crimes. I stake my professional reputation on this—it is absolutely urgent."
He stated his request with absolute clarity. "Therefore, I am formally requesting authorization to personally lead an elite task force to the border immediately. Depending on the situation, we may need to cross into Northern Myanor to conduct an on-site investigation, establish cross-border law enforcement cooperation, and do everything in our power to rescue the missing individuals and uncover the truth."

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