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Despite waiting for some time after the call, Nell did not receive Elliot’s location Information.

He immediately alerted the Ardolisia police, who swiftly dispatched officers to the scene.

Facing the armed police, the group of masked men armed with clubs had no choice but to

surrender.

Sheena and Elliot were placed under the police’s protection, with Neil quickly approaching

to assess their condition.

Elliot was focused on the barely conscious Sheena, not looking at Neil as he spoke in a cold tone, “Someone fired a sniper rifle at us, centered around my location, approximately

five hundred meters away in the eight o’clock direction. Check and see if they’re still there.”

“Got it,” Neil responded promptly, directing a team of police to the designated location provided by Elliot.

With his bloodshot eyes, Elliot stared at Sheena’s gunshot wound, his voice dripping with

menace.

“Neil, Nana and I were attacked within your jurisdiction in Ardolisia. You must thoroughly

investigate and provide an explanation for this incident. Otherwise, I won’t let it rest.”

Neil nodded solemnly, replying, “You can trust me. Even if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would

have investigated this thoroughly.”

As the head of the Froania’s National Investigation Bureau, Elliot’s encounter with a major

attack while on a business trip with Sheena in Ardolisia was no trivial matter.

If mishandled, it could affect international diplomacy.

Within minutes, an ambulance arrived, closely followed by medical staff.

“Mr. Jenkins, please get your wife into the ambulance for a medical assessment. We’ll take these assailants into custody, and you can join us at the station once her condition is stable to observe the interrogation.”

Elliot nodded without hesitation, carrying Sheena and heading toward the ambulance.

Medical staff immediately attended to Sheena’s injuries.

The gunshot wound was severe, with the bullet lodged deep in her arm, causing Sheena to sweat profusely from the pain.

Throughout the ordeal, Elliot held her close, trembling with guilt and anger at her suffering.

As the medical team prepared to remove the bullet, Elliot extended his bloodied hand and said, “I’ll do it.”

Steadying his trembling body, Elliot administered a local anesthetic with precision and gentleness, determined not to cause Sheena any further pain during the procedure.

He also took out the bullet himself.

For a military man like Elliot, he had faced countless gunfire and battlefields. Hence, Incidents like these were as common as everyday occurrences, and he was more skilled than any medical staff present.

After painstakingly dressing Sheena’s gunshot wound, the doctor examined the bruise on the back of Sheena’s head from being struck with a club.

Sheena’s fair and delicate skin clearly showed the purple mark where the club had hit her.

The doctor examined her carefully and reported, “There’s no bleeding, so it shouldn’t have affected any brain nerves. But we’ll need to take some X–rays to be sure. Preliminarily, it seems like a minor injury.” Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Elliot was not about to take any chances with a preliminary diagnosis.

He insisted on waiting for the full examination results before feeling assured.

“Have the driver ready the car. We need to get to the hospital for a thorough check–up.”

“Understood, Mr. Jenkins,” the doctor replied before turning to make arrangements.

As Sheena regained consciousness, she overheard Elliot’s insistence on a full–body examination.

She grabbed Elliot’s wrist weakly, murmuring, “No need. A full–body check–up at the hospital will take up Since the doctor said it’s a minor

the whole day and delay injury, and I’m awake now, there’s no need to go to the hospital.”

Elliot sighed. “If you find the full–body check–up too much trouble, let’s go to the hospital for an X–ray of your head. The head is delicate, and nerve damage can be serious. I need to see the final results to feel at ease.”

It’s my body, and I know it best. My thoughts are clear, and it’s, at most, a minor

concussion. There can’t be any internal bleeding. Besides, I don’t want to go to an Ardolisia hospital as I trust Yosef more. Let’s finish things here first, then go back to Froania and do a full check–up there.”

Seeing that she could speak coherently, and her mind was clear, Elliot relented.

“Alright. Nana, are you still feeling resentful about today’s brutal attack?”

Sheena nodded gently.

Today’s attack was not aimed at Elliot at all; it was solely directed at her.

Setting up a sniper in the shadows was beyond extreme.

Who could be so ruthless?

That person must have despised her to the core.

It had to be thoroughly investigated, or she would be living in constant worry.

Elliot likely understood her thoughts and carefully adjusted her position in his arms to

make her more comfortable.

“Rest in my arms for a while and regain your strength. I’ll have the driver reroute to the police station.”

Sheena murmured in agreement, occasionally sinking into drowsiness.

She sniffed Elliot’s scent and soon drifted off into a peaceful slumber. Ten minutes later, the ambulance rerouted to the police station.