"Captain, how will we find him?" The tall young man asked, glancing at the usually gentle captain, whose expression now twisted into something fierce.
"With this," the captain replied, pulling a small, intricately crafted device from his jacket pocket, no larger than a ring.
"To prevent such situations, researchers implanted a signal transmitter in his body while he was unconscious. As long as he comes within a kilometer of this receiver, it will activate and grow louder the closer he gets," the captain explained.
"A kilometer?" the peculiar youth interjected. "Captain, considering the size of the city—"
"Do you think that's too short?" The captain cut him off before he could finish. His gaze shifted to the handsome youth nearby as he prompted, "Do you recall how we captured the Great White Shark a few years ago?"
"Eh?" The group froze momentarily, and the peculiar youth couldn't help but ask, "Captain, are you saying—"
"Exactly!" The captain affirmed. "Back then, when he blackmailed the richest man, Chu Ah, he didn't anticipate that one of our team members was already protecting Chu. We laid a trap and apprehended him. However, he remains unaware of these details. I suspect his true motive for returning this time is to seek revenge on Chu Ah. If we station ourselves near the tycoon's residence, finding him won't be difficult."
The team nodded in agreement; the captain's analysis seemed logical. However, the Ice Beauty raised an objection. "Captain, if all of us participate in this mission, what about the assignments given to us by higher-ups?"
"Hmm, that is indeed an issue," the captain admitted, his expression contemplative. But he quickly added, "Judging from the reports you've submitted, he should be capable of self-defense, so there's no need to worry excessively."
"Besides," the peculiar youth chimed in, "we can enlist his help. His skills appear to be formidable and could significantly boost our chances of success."
"Absolutely not!" Two voices rejected the proposal simultaneously—the captain's authoritative tone and the icy, cutting voice of the Ice Beauty. The latter quickly lowered her gaze when she noticed the puzzled stares of her three companions.
The captain cast a curious glance at the Ice Beauty but chose not to pursue the matter. He continued, "Although the reports indicate his physical strength is impressive, you're well aware of the Great White Shark's capabilities. Before he could even approach, the Great White Shark could kill him a hundred times over."
"Then..." The peculiar youth tried to speak further, but the captain pressed on. "I've already made the arrangements. This time, Bai and I will lead the charge, while the rest of you provide support."
He paused and turned to the Ice Beauty. "Especially you, Lan. Your ability to induce mental disarray is highly effective against someone like the Great White Shark. During the confrontation, you must continuously release your disorienting aura. It may strain you, but five minutes will suffice. Can you manage it?"
"I can!" The Ice Beauty replied without hesitation, though no one noticed the fleeting relief in her eyes.
Early the next morning, Xiang Ri hurried to school, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of the lanky girl. Excitement surged as he planned to surprise her with the news that he had decided to play basketball on her behalf.
Initially unsure, his resolve solidified after he cornered Miss An last night during a brief moment of opportunity. Through "intense persuasion," he finally extracted the truth: Miss An genuinely intended for him to assist the lanky girl in the game.
It turned out that Ren Jun, the ever-optimistic manager, hadn't given up hope of winning. Learning that a certain unreliable scoundrel had a girlfriend who happened to be an assistant coach for her university's basketball team, she called upon a recently acquainted sister—none other than Miss An.
To her surprise, their conversation revealed that Miss An's boyfriend was the very scoundrel in question. Fueled by indignation, she exaggerated the scoundrel's misdeeds and flattered Miss An profusely. Bewildered yet flattered, Miss An confidently promised to handle the matter herself, leading to the scene that unfolded after dinner.
Though Miss An later regretted her impulsiveness, she reasoned that she wasn't particularly fond of basketball. Her initial interest had been merely to prove herself against those self-righteous men.