In a secluded place on the outskirts of Rong City, all was silent. Only the occasional chirping of insects broke through the grass.
A completely unremarkable little sedan quietly appeared on a straight road.
The place was too remote, and it was already very late. There were almost no other vehicles on the road.
After driving slowly for a while, the sedan came to a steady stop at the end of the street.
The car doors opened, and two figures stepped out before gently closing them.
Mu Qi warily surveyed his surroundings, his gaze sharp and missing no corner. Only after confirming that no one was nearby did his taut nerves relax slightly.
"This place is so remote that the investigators could never find us. Stop getting worked up over nothing." Zhang Zhao spoke from the side, his tone carrying a hint of ease.
At that, Mu Qi shot him an irritated look and retorted, "The place we hid before was well concealed enough, wasn't it? The investigators still found us.
"If someone hadn't tipped us off in advance, those investigators lying in ambush would have captured us both alive by now."
Zhang Zhao scratched his head and gave a dry laugh, no longer pursuing the subject.
The bright moon on the horizon seemed to have been veiled by an invisible hand.
Just then, clouds drifted over from the distance and covered the moon again, causing the silvery moonlight scattered across the ground to dim considerably.
Fortunately, the streetlamps by the roadside cast a murky yellow glow, lighting the path ahead for the two men.
Under Night Scene's cover, they hurried along, striding toward the residential area in the distance.
Quite a few old residential areas were scattered across the outskirts. Weathered by time, their walls were mottled and shabby.