The Deadly Assassin Robin
Chapter 248

Chapter 248 Vera's Body Data

At seven-thirty in the morning, as Talia and the Security Bureau Seven team returned to the Harmonfield office, a call came in from HQ.

Thirteen of the world's top international assassins had mysteriously vanished.

The most secretive intelligence organization in Draconia confirmed it.

These assassins had not left Harmonfield-or even Draconia; they had disappeared right within the city limits.

After 3:30 AM, all tracking points confirmed that all information on the 13 top assassins had completely vanished.

All signs hinted that Robin might be involved, though no hard evidence confirmed it.

The only intel they had was Robin entering the Marion Club early that morning on Rich Street, Harmonfield West Sea Area-the same club previously visited by Darkwolf. After Darkwolf disappeared, Robin drove back to Eastvale.

Security footage at the building showed Robin arriving at 4:18 AM.

The drive from Rich Street in the West Sea Area to the Eastvale takes around forty minutes.

Robin left the Marion Club at 3:10 AM.

Based on this timeline, it seemed nearly impossible for him to have eliminated ten top international assassins and still make it back in such a short time.

Also, how could there be no traces left behind after the deaths of 13 top assassins?

Consequently, Security Bureau Seven concluded that the remaining ten assassins were most likely still alive.

So, the headquarters instructed Talia to keep a close, distant watch on Robin's movements.

Meanwhile, within a secluded villa in the chaotic Westhill Cemetery, Jack also received an update.

"Sir, Robin went to Marion Club to meet with the Darkwolf.

"During this time, the club's lead performer, Emmy, and a martial artist from the provincial city's boxing gym, Andrew Lambert, were seated between them. "Shortly after Andrew sat down, something was said, and the Darkwolf suddenly attacked and killed him.

"He then fled from the club.

"Robin followed soon after.

"Throughout the whole encounter, Robin and the Darkwolf never had any verbal or physical confrontation. "After leaving the Marion Club, Darkwolf headed north along Rich Street.

"He went into a long alley south of Rich Street-part of an old complex in a heritage preservation area. "This stretch of historical buildings runs for dozens of rows."

"We tracked Darkwolf and Robin into the alley but lost sight of them almost immediately.

"We checked every alley and didn't see them anywhere, nor did we hear any sounds of a fight."

"Only occasional flashes of golden light appeared, lasting less than a second before fading. "Robin entered the alley at around 3:10 AM, and by 4:18 AM, he was seen at the Eastvale.

"He hasn't left or contacted anyone since, and all his devices are off.

"In such a short time, handling 13 top assassins alone is simply impossible."

Jack listened, pacing with his hands behind his back.

With the travel time between Rich Street and Eastvale, Robin had barely ten minutes unaccounted for.

Eliminating ten assassins single-handedly in such a short time-today, only one person has ever done it with that kind of efficiency.

No one else could carry out such a highly efficient killing.

To pull it off, one would need killing skills on par with that legendary figure from the past and, even then, the assassins would have had to appear simultaneously. So where are the bodies?

Why was nothing left behind?

Jack was filled with questions.

One thing, however, was clear: the 13 top assassins who entered Draconia had been targeting Robin.

This suggested he was far from an ordinary character.

If they could uncover the organization and motive behind sending those assassins after him, Robin's true identity would soon be revealed.

...

Just as lunchtime rolled around, Vera arrived at Robin's office door at Eastvale.

She was about to knock when Amber approached from behind.

"Ms. Silva, looking for Mr. Ramsey?" Amber asked.

Vera nodded. "He asked me to come by at noon. Is he inside?

"His phone's been off, and his office line is set to silent."

"Mr. Ramsey? Haven't seen him all morning," Amber replied.

A soft snoring sound drifted from the office.

Amber grinned, "Looks like he's catching some sleep in there."

Vera murmured, "Sleeping?

"He was off somewhere in the middle of the night and is still sleeping now? Seriously!

"Open the door, Amber."

Amber hesitated, "Are you sure that's okay?"

Vera waved her off. "He told me to come by at noon yesterday, and here he is dozing off in his office. Unbelievable!"

Seeing Vera's expression, Amber had no choice but to open the door.

There was Robin, sound asleep on the sofa.

After Amber left, Vera closed the door behind her and studied Robin's peaceful expression.

She thought to herself, How can I mess with this guy?

He always gets the upper hand when he's awake.

Now's my chance.

She paced quietly around the office, considering her options.

Robin kept snoring away, the sound practically echoing in the room.

Just then, he sneezed, rubbed his nose, turned over, and resumed his snoring.

Vera had an idea.

She pulled out a single hair, crept up beside him, and gently slid the hair into his nostril. "Achoo!" Robin sneezed.

Vera stifled her laugh, then, seeing he had already fallen back asleep, tried it again.

Another sneeze and Robin turned over again.

This is too good, Vera thought, smiling to herself.

Vera watched Robin, delighted by the way he was being teased, feeling thoroughly satisfied.

This guy always gets to mess with me-about time I returned the favor.

Vera shifted angles and once more slipped her hair into Robin's nose.

Suddenly, he grabbed her wrist, catching her off guard.

"Are you bored or something? What's this about?"

She grinned. "What if I am? Maybe I'm hooked on it."

Realizing he was already awake, she continued, "Weren't you supposed to take me to the villa to record body data at noon?

"Hiding out here, phone off-are you breaking your promise?"

Robin remembered he had agreed to lend her the villa.

Glancing at the time, he shrugged, "Okay, I'll take you now.

"But I haven't eaten yet, so grab some takeout on the way. We'll eat at the villa. Your treat!"

Vera rolled her eyes. "You can't treat me even once?"

"Take it or leave it." He closed his eyes again.

"Fine, fine. I'll pay, you miser!" She muttered, playfully twisting his arm.

The two left for the villa at Area One of Dawnspire.

Once inside, they pulled out a data chip from the security panel at the entrance and inserted it into the recording device.

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He watched intently, muttering something under his breath.

Guiding her, he instructed, "Chest up, head straight, lift your hips, hands up, a little body sway..."

"Turn left, now right, back to the camera... That's it, raise your ...

Five minutes passed, and Vera followed every cue, switching poses.

Ten minutes and Robin stayed glued to the camera.

"Are we still not done?" she asked, puzzled.

"

"Almost..." he replied, keeping his focus. "Gotta make sure it's recorded thoroughly, or it won't count."

Another twenty minutes went by.

Robin kept directing her to try different poses, some even getting more absurd by the minute.

Vera's brows furrowed slightly.

Why did recording body data feel so much like modeling?

Did she really need to pose like this?

She noticed Robin did not seem to be operating the equipment anymore; he was just excitedly glued to the camera.

"Why is this taking so long?" Vera asked.

Robin, still focused on the camera,

replied seriously, "This equipmentét

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record it takes time.

"Stop stalling, now-stand still, left side, right side, raise your hands, stick out your butt...

Left with no choice, Vera followed his instructions.

Soon, Robin went quiet.

"

She held the pose for a moment and glanced back to replace him grinning mischievously behind the camera.

Is this guy actually recording my data?

It feels more like he's watching some sort of short film.

Vera caught sight of his mischievous expression and asked, "Are we done yet?"

"Not even close! What's your rush?" Robin replied, his eyes still fixed on the screen.

"The setup for this information input is super detailed," Robin said nonchalantly.

"If any part of your body isn't recorded, the system won't recognize it, and the door won't open."

He muttered under his breath, "Your butt's pretty big ...

"What?" Vera's cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"Robin, are you staring at my...

"

She glared at him, realizing this might be some kind of prank.

"Robin, you jerk! What exactly are you... what are you doing?"