The people from Greenleaf had already made their decision.
The two groups of us drove to the entrance of the factory grounds.
From the entrance, we couldn't see the place Chen Xiaoqiu had just learned about. Buildings blocked the view.
Chen Xiaoqiu said the sky over there was completely black.
It was dark now, of course, but to my eyes, the entire sky was the same shade of black.
I nervously looked around, keeping watch for Liu Miao.
The people from Greenleaf were especially calm. Even Nangong Yao and Gu Mo, who spent most of their time holed up in the Greenleaf Paranormal Agency and rarely went on assignments, seemed inexplicably composed.
"There's a security camera here," the Skinny One said, looking around furtively.
Liu Miao didn't even look up.
"That's their camera," Gu Mo said. "Does it look like there's anyone in there?"
The camera the Skinny One had pointed out was mounted above the gate. It was motionless, and its indicator light was off.
Liu Miao had his tools in hand and was already at the entrance, reaching in to unhook the padlock.
When this place was operating normally, there should have been a guard on duty around the clock. The factory might even have run twenty-four hours a day. I didn't know much about factories. But even from the flimsy padlock on the gate, it was clear that this entrance wasn't much of a security barrier.
The Skinny One suddenly cried out, "It moved!" He pointed excitedly at the camera.
Liu Miao quickly pulled his hand back.
I confirmed, "The camera wasn't pointed that way just now."
I hadn't seen the moment it moved. I'd only glanced at it a moment ago, but I still remembered where it had been pointing.
As if to prove it to