Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 756

"Ms. Quinn, Larry's gene mutation issue is about to be solved. I plan to implement the plan in the next two days." Martin eagerly shared his plan with Abigail during dinner.

Abigail hummed and glanced at Andrew. "You should ask his opinion."

Actually, Simond hadn't replied to her yet. However, she had been dragging for almost a week. Previously, she used Larry as an excuse, but Martin had been working overtime to resolve Larry's genetic issue to put her mind at ease.

Now that Larry's genes had completely stabilized, Abigail couldn't use that excuse to stop him anymore. She feared Martin would see through her intentions.

"These two days? Won't it be too rushed?" Andrew didn't object. He simply felt that these two days weren't enough for them to be well-prepared for the escape.

Most importantly, they didn't have anything on hand except for medicine.

The people guarding outside could use guns, whereas they didn't even know how to use one.

Martin shook his head. "No. I've been preparing since a week ago. Although we don't know how to use guns, we know how to use medicine."

He seemed confident in the drugs he had researched.

In the past few days, Abigail had also learned that he had made a lot of toxic sprays.

But sprays are only effective at close range. Those people outside, on the other hand, have firearms. Won't it be like throwing straws against the wind?

I had been thinking for a week, but I still couldn't figure out why Martin wanted to do this.

Abigail remained silent, and so was Andrew.

Upon realizing this, Martin couldn't help but feel a little angry. "Just say whatever you want to say. Feel free to speak up if you have any ideas or opinions."

"Dad, do you know what firearms are?" Andrew asked Martin with a serious demeanor.

Of course, Martin knew what they were. Still, he stubbornly replied, "We can just knock out the guards at the door, can't we? They will also sleep at night. We can silently make them unconscious, so problems are solved, right?"

Abigail nodded gently. "What if the guards at the door are just the first batch? There might be others lurking in the shadows that we don't know about."

"I tend to believe that there are more guards in the shadows. Richard invests a lot of money in your research work every year. Do you think he would only assign a few people to guard the door? Let's set aside whether you have any ulterior motives or not. It's still unknown if the outside world has any ideas about you."

Andrew's words resonated with Abigail, who also nodded in agreement.

"So, what do you suggest we do?" Martin's excitement slowly cooled down because of Andrew's words.

"We need weapons, and we need to know how to use them. Otherwise, we won't be able to leave here. Alternatively, someone needs to find out the situation outside and rescue us," Andrew elaborated calmly.

The former option is simply impossible. No matter how many months we spend learning, we will never reach the level of expertise possessed by the people outside.

The second option, on the other hand, relies on Abigail.

Martin fell silent. At this moment, he realized the importance of connections.

Abigail was puzzled. Martin can totally ask for my help, yet he doesn't say anything else.

Could Martin and Andrew be hiding another plan from me?

A sniper…