On the screen, Yuri stood atop a nuclear bomb, arrogantly waving his right arm at the camera.
"Our people are spread across the globe, and our network is deeply embedded in every corner. Do you think capturing one person solves the problem? No! We still have at least dozens of nuclear bombs! The Andic Group can't be defeated by capturing one person. Now I warn the United States, if you don't release him, we will detonate a nuclear bomb in Berlin in ten minutes!"
New York, Long Island.
With a loud bang, a luxurious desk received a heavy punch, though the solid wood desk scarcely moved.
"Falke..."
A young man looked at the computer on the desk and couldn't help but curse, then he turned to his father, and his shout turned into a gasp.
A nearly white-haired old man leaned back in the chair, his mouth wide open, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Dad!"
The young man cried out, then shouted, "Someone, someone! Call a doctor, quick!"
