"What should we do next?" Fengzi asked after Zhang Heng sent the email.
"Give me your wristband."
"Huh?"
Though puzzled, Fengzi took off her wristband and handed it to Zhang Heng. He took it and put it on beside his own wristband, placing both within the jammer's effective range.
Then Zhang Heng said, "First, let's find somewhere safe."
"Okay, uh... we could go back to my place, or my sister's." Fengzi thought for a moment.
"No. They already have your citizen ID, which means they can look up all your information. So from now on, you can't go back to your home or your sister's, and you can't go to your coworkers or friends either. Also..." Zhang Heng paused. "It's you, not us. I still have things to do. I'm only taking you there."
"Wait, so you mean I'm supposed to be like one of those decorative female leads in popcorn movies? Find somewhere to hide by myself, wait for everything to end, show up again five minutes before the finale, then greet my hero's arrival with a lovestruck face? No, I'm not doing that. I can help you. Back at the bar, didn't you rely on me to help you take everyone's clothes off?"
"Being a decorative prop is still better than getting killed. Besides, this time is different. What comes next will mainly involve fighting. I might not be able to spare the attention to protect you."
"The good news is, I don't need you to protect me either. You probably haven't spent much time in Second Layer Space before, have you? You're completely unfamiliar with this place. You don't know the streets here, and you don't have any connections. I don't know what you plan to do next, but you definitely need a trustworthy local guide to