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Just as Frank was about to pull the trigger, a piercing electric current cut through the air.
The car radio flashed, and suddenly a sound with current and echo was emitted.
George：
Frank Henderson, I'm here to save you. Don't move, drop your gun! Your sacrifice is a carefully orchestrated scam!
Frank：
Who are you? Who's speaking?!
George：
I'm the one telling you the truth! The crates you're hauling are empty—they're just a cover for your daughter, the real loot! You think you're sacrificing yourself to save her, but in reality, you're just helping the gang pull off their final move!
The radio's static faded as George played a pivotal recording—a chilling excerpt he had extracted from a gang's phone call.
The kidnapper ：
Now that the old man's dead, that rare-blooded little demon is an orphan. We'll just pack her up and send her away.
George：
Your death will trigger immediate shipping to buyers! Your only chance to save your daughter is to survive and come forward as a witness! I can provide Sarah's exact location!
Frank：
You're absolutely right. I get it. They shouldn' t have caused my death. They deserve to be held accountable by the law.
Frank：
This is Frank Henderson. My daughter Sarah Henderson has been kidnapped. Due to her rare RH-null blood type, she is about to be trafficked across borders. Please dispatch the SWAT team. Time is running out—they're preparing for the transport! I need backup!
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