About fifteen minutes later, we arrived at a place called Cuizhuyuan.
It was a small place, so small that it could not even be found on maps of Spring City.
It was a small mountain village on the outskirts of the city.
"This is Unit Nine's liaison station in Spring City. My name is Ouyang Hongsheng, and I'm in charge of this station. Whatever you need in Spring City, you can tell me. We can provide supplies and manpower."
I nodded. "I want to know where Mo Yu of the Mo Family, and the people he brought with him, are now."
Ouyang Hongsheng's expression shifted slightly. Pressing his lips together, he said, "We lost contact with them. We lost contact two hours ago. The last time we spoke, he told me he was heading to Ninth Vault. Their target had appeared there."
"What is Ninth Vault?" I asked.
Ouyang Hongsheng frowned. "I don't know. I searched every map of Spring City I could find, but none of them had a place called Ninth Vault."
"Could you have misheard him? Maybe he didn't say Ninth Vault."
Ye Jinghong asked the question, though I would have asked it even if she had not. I had been thinking the same thing.
Ouyang Hongsheng shook his head. "I couldn't have heard it wrong. And after we hung up, he specifically sent me a message."
As he spoke, he pulled up the message. It had indeed been sent from Goudan's phone.
"Ninth Vault,." There were only two Chinese characters followed by seven digits.
"What do those numbers mean?"
"I don't know. But this isn't the first time numbers like this have appeared. Every time I finish speaking with Mr. Mo, I receive a message like this—one place name followed by a string of numbers. The