Time rolled back.
Not long after the old detective left, a group of people in police uniforms silently sealed off the station and took out one of the people being held inside.
Beep—
The engine ignited and started.
Escorted by several black vehicles, a car silently drove away from the area.
"Stop looking. This car was built with the most top-tier technology since the Third Season. Whether it's a Barrett, an Anti-Materiel Heavy Sniper Rifle, an M200 Intervention, or any other top sniper rifle, none of them can penetrate this car's defenses."
Fang Changqing sat beside him. Seeing Lin Chen carefully studying the dark-tinted window, he could not help but smile.
"What about rocket launchers and other heavy artillery? Can this car withstand those too?" Lin Chen's Gaze shifted as he asked.
"Ordinary mortars are no problem, but heavy artillery won't do. Still, don't worry. Weapons of that caliber cannot possibly appear in the tightly controlled central district. Even in the unlikely event that this car is directly blown apart by heavy weapons, we do have ways to save our lives." Fang Changqing said with a smile.
"Oh? Other than this car, we apparently have no other defenses. Yet even if it takes a direct bombardment from heavy weapons, we can still survive. Could it be that you possess a Supernatural Object related to spatial teleportation, Mentor?" Lin Chen said meaningfully.
"Hmm?" Fang Changqing's aged hand paused. His somewhat elderly face turned toward Lin Chen, and after studying him for a while, he smiled with interest. "Why do you think it's a Supernatural Object rather than black technology?"
"I'm a doctoral graduate, after all. I have some idea of how far Human Civilization has developed. At the very least, allowing several Ordinary People with no power to truss a chicken