Half an hour later, Zhao Han successfully helped the Female Traffic Officer find her younger sister.
It turned out that her sister had fallen into the hands of an Underground Society. This Underground Society preached doomsday theories and advocated fleeing into space.
They started with children, bewitching them and instilling the idea of escaping into space from a young age.
Fortunately, they still had some humanity and had not abused the children. That was a small blessing amid the misfortune.
After finding the little girl, Zhao Han also had the Patrol Division send people to deal with this Underground Society that had gone down the wrong path.
The Female Traffic Officer was overwhelmed with gratitude. She had spent a month searching without finding her sister, yet Zhao Han had found her in only half an hour.
The vast difference in efficiency between Otherworldly Users and Ordinary People was plain to see.
Watching the sisters reunite, Zhao Han felt deeply gratified as well.
But after that satisfaction faded, her heart grew heavy because she realized the overall situation had worsened again.
In the past, cases of missing children had always been given top priority. They could usually be found before the day was over.
There were surveillance cameras at every intersection, with virtually no blind spots. Eastern Continent was prosperous and never spared maintenance expenses, lavishing resources on them and building in immense redundancy.
When a child went missing, checking the surveillance footage usually made it easy to trace their whereabouts. Even if ordinary methods failed, one could submit a report and request mysterious methods.
But now, the Female Traffic Officer had spent a whole month looking for the child and still failed to find her.
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