The Culprit?

To keep the other party from escaping, we had gone all out. Not only had Sandora personally dealt with the ordinary people at the scene, we had even deployed the Heroic Spirit Squad to assist in sealing off the streets. With a whole group of agents handling support and several of us personally joining the operation, we were practically guaranteed success. It could even be said that mobilizing so much force just to capture an enemy whom Lin Xue's intuition deemed not particularly formidable was a little excessive. During all this, Qian Qian's bouncing around and constant egging us on seemed to have played a decisive role.

"Strange. They still haven't made a move. Were they scared stupid, or did they not notice us at all?"

After arriving at the sealed-off block, Sandora checked the mental marker she had planted beforehand and immediately found it strange. I answered noncommittally, "Maybe they have some ability that makes them feel secure?"

"Impossible. Their energy signature isn't strong. Aside from that strange power, there's nothing particularly alarming about them." Sandora shook her head and looked over the empty streets. "This place is really run-down."

"Can't be helped. It's the old district, and right next to the messiest shantytown area."

The place where the "enemy" was hiding was beyond our expectations. Rather than some impressive headquarters building suitable for looking cool, it was one of the oldest, most dilapidated streets in K City. Half the houses here were still single-story buildings and shacks. The tallest structure for miles around was a High-Voltage Power Line Tower, and the newest thing in sight was the demolition character painted on a wall at the street corner. Yet someone who had nearly caused a Night Parade of One Hundred Demons across several nearby cities had been hiding in