Mysteries On Marvel

This time, Eren's attempt to divine Aunt Feng's location went off without a hitch.

As the crystal ball glowed, an image of a large villa appeared. The perspective zoomed in rapidly, making the building and its details increasingly clear.

Soon, Eren saw Aunt Feng lying on a luxurious bed in a room with a balcony. She was dressed in a silk robe, seemingly unconscious.

Just as Eren was about to end the divination, his instincts flared, and the image plunged downward.

The perspective shifted swiftly, showing glimpses of entwined bodies in various rooms and corpses sprawled on the first floor. The descent continued, transitioning from room to room.

In each fleeting glance, Eren spotted glowing red devices scattered throughout the villa.

Finally, the image froze on a timer.

5:37

5:36

Eren's eyes widened as he realized the true nature of these devices: countdown bombs.

With just over five minutes left before detonation, Eren sprang into action.

Without hesitation, Eren dashed toward the room he had seen in the divination.

Reaching the correct spot, he vaulted onto a balcony using an exposed pipe for leverage. The sliding door was slightly ajar, allowing him to enter easily.

Inside, Aunt Feng lay on the bed, her face flushed. The silk robe she wore revealed enticing glimpses of pale skin and black lace trim.

Despite the fleeting distraction of the scene, Eren quickly snapped out of it. There was no time to waste.

Scooping up Aunt Feng, he leaped from the balcony with her in his arms, landing lightly on the ground below.

No sooner had Eren landed than Yuan Nan appeared from around the corner.

"What are you doing here?" Eren snapped, frustration evident in his voice. Without giving her a chance to respond, he hoisted Aunt Feng onto his back and grabbed Yuan Nan by the collar.

"We're leaving."

Dodging the villa's security cameras, Eren carried Aunt Feng and dragged Yuan Nan back toward the taxi.

At the car, the anxious driver paced, scanning the area. His face lit up when he spotted Yuan Nan with Eren.

"Everyone's safe," he muttered in relief, visibly calming down.

"Get in and start the engine," Eren ordered as they approached.

The driver complied without hesitation, sliding into the front seat and starting the car.

Eren tossed Yuan Nan and Aunt Feng into the back seat before climbing in himself.

"Drive. Get us to the nearest hotel. Fast."

The driver floored the gas pedal, and the taxi surged forward like a beast unleashed. The powerful acceleration pinned Yuan Nan and the unconscious Aunt Feng against their seats.

Only Eren, aided by the enhanced balance granted by the Clown Potion, remained steady.

As the taxi sped away, Eren felt something brush against his side. Without looking, he swatted the small hand away and caught the item that fell from it.

It was a stun gun.

Eren turned to Yuan Nan with a cold glare.

"What are you trying to do?" he demanded.

Yuan Nan's expression was equally frosty. "That's a self-defense stun gun. What else? Should I just watch as you take my mom to a hotel without doing anything?"

"...What?"

Eren froze, stunned by her words. Then, glancing at Aunt Feng's disheveled state, realization dawned on him, and anger surged.

"You—what's going on in that brain of yours?" he growled, veins throbbing.

Yuan Nan sneered. "You're rushing her to a hotel like your life depends on it. What am I supposed to think?"

"Idiot," Eren snapped, his voice dripping with exasperation.

He explained quickly, "That villa is rigged with bombs, and they're set to go off in a few minutes. I saw at least a dozen corpses inside already. Taking you to the hotel isn't about comfort—it's to establish an alibi.

"Or do you want us to stick around, get caught in the explosion, and have the police suspect us because we conveniently left the scene right before it blew up?"

Yuan Nan's icy demeanor faltered, a flicker of doubt crossing her face.

"Bombs? Corpses?"

"Yes, and if we don't have a solid alibi, the cops will look at us first. Now sit back and let me think," Eren barked, pocketing the stun gun for good measure.

Though her sharp wit didn't fail her often, Yuan Nan felt a wave of embarrassment. She crossed her arms and stared out the window, but not before casting a glance at Eren.

Her thoughts churned. Bombs, the NYPD captain's number, and Tony Stark's personal line? This guy isn't ordinary...

Even more puzzling, Yuan Nan had caught glimpses of Eren's abilities earlier—abilities far beyond what she expected from someone who seemed, at first glance, to be a typical rogue.

She didn't say anything, but her expression betrayed her shifting thoughts.

Eren noticed the change in her demeanor but dismissed it as disbelief in his explanation.

As they sped toward the hotel, Eren's mind raced to piece together the events. The bombs, the corpses, and the mysterious man in the black sedan... Something larger was at play, and he intended to find out what.

(End of Chapter)

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