Zhang Zhao nodded. He knew the weakness of this move better than anyone.
He turned his head and glared viciously at the motionless Gao Qizhuo. "Should we take him out?"
Mu Qi pondered for several seconds before slowly shaking his head. His tone carried a hint of helplessness as he calmly analyzed the situation.
"His ability hasn't worn off yet. Taking him out would cost us quite a bit of time.
"By the time we finished him off, the other investigators might already have arrived."
After hearing this, Zhang Zhao nodded again and said, "Then let's get moving. Before the other investigators arrive, we need to put as much distance between us and this place as possible."
A trace of urgency colored his voice. Right now, escaping this dangerous place was the top priority.
The two of them soon set off again.
They sprinted toward the wilderness, the wind howling past their ears. Their figures gradually blurred in the night scene and soon vanished at the end of the road.
Just as Mu Qi and Zhang Zhao fled with all their might, several figures raced through the night scene like fierce gales.
They moved incredibly fast, their feet striking the ground with dull thuds.
When they reached their destination, they saw Gao Qizhuo standing perfectly still, like a statue.
The sight sent several people's hearts plunging to the bottom.
Soon, one investigator let out a long breath. The tension on his face eased slightly as he spoke.
"He's still alive. There's no danger to his life."
"You scared me to death. I thought those two wanted criminals had killed him." Another investigator patted his chest, still shaken.
The three investigators who had arrived at the scene confirmed that Gao Qizhuo was alive, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.