Wei Heng vaulted over a roadside railing, checking the relevant information he had just received in his field of vision as he ran.
'The commission was sent at the last minute. The location is the basement at 178 Ansheng Street, where the kidnapped child was taken. Get there immediately, and you can still examine the scene while it's fresh,' Song Chaochao quickly explained over the comm.
"Got it." Wei Heng accelerated, racing toward the 3D map in his vision.
On the street, most of the crowd was moving against him.
Invisible psychic energy spread from his body, gently parting the crowd without affecting anyone else.
"Is that Wei Heng?"
Inside the spacious office of a distant high-rise, a bald man held a glass of colorless liquor, drinking as he watched Wei Heng from afar.
"Yes. Everything is ready," the bald woman replied swiftly.
"Let's hope everything goes smoothly. The current situation is just too bleak..." the bald man said helplessly.
"If the plan succeeds, perhaps everything will turn for the better. We can't give up hope just because things look bleak.
"Besides, given the current situation, even if we went around spreading the news, it would mean nothing." The bald woman spoke softly.
"...Yes. You're right." The man sighed. Watching Wei Heng gradually vanish at the end of the block, he raised his hand to check the time.
Whoosh!
His entire body seemed to have been erased by an eraser, vanishing in an instant.
The bald woman remaining behind stepped forward and drew the curtains. Her figure, too, vanished with a whoosh.
This disappearance was entirely different from spatial teleportation. There were no spatial fluctuations, as though they had simply vanished into thin air.
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More than ten thousand light-years away.
The silver spacecraft drifting slowly toward the