Chen Mo slowly laid the old man flat on the ground, then reached out and closed his eyes.
"Don't worry. I'll find them. Water Bear asked me to do this too." Chen Mo slowly rose to his feet, turned, and headed downstairs.
As for the two old men, there was nothing else he could do for them. Fortunately, Chen Mo had called the police on his way out.
At a street corner, Chen Mo took out a Thousand Mile Tracking Talisman. Picturing Mihiko's face, he activated it directly. But after the talisman flashed with light, it turned into a pile of ashes.
Mihiko was not within a hundred kilometers. He had arrived too late today; she had already left the tracking range.
This was troublesome. The characteristics the old man had mentioned were actually useless. There was not even a direction—there was nothing at all. How was he supposed to track them?
If Mihiko had been abducted, there would still be no problem rescuing her within a day. But once too much time passed, the outcome would be hard to predict.
Chen Mo walked as he thought. When he looked up, he spotted a camera at the intersection. In this country, cameras were not installed in many places; only important intersections and similar locations had them, mainly due to privacy concerns.
Thus, when Chen Mo saw the surveillance camera, he suddenly smiled. He had been thinking of using methods from Cultivation of Immortality to handle this—why had he not considered technological methods?
He turned and quickly walked along the road, his Spiritual Sense scanning the surroundings. His Spiritual Sense was far more useful than his eyes. As long as something was within five hundred meters, he could see it clearly.
Of course, as he passed several rooms, his Spiritual Sense