"Where is he?"
The man among the stalkers spoke first. He gradually approached Ansu's position, his sharp gaze constantly sweeping every corner of the alley.
The other woman looked somewhat surprised. "Wasn't he about to go home with his sister? Why did he suddenly run in here?"
"Strange..." The man's keen eyes continued scanning the area before finally settling on where Ansu was hiding.
Ansu held his breath, doing his best to lessen his presence.
After a long while, the man's suspicious gaze shifted elsewhere.
He looked toward his companion, his tone carrying a trace of uncertainty. "Could he have noticed us?"
"The target possesses magical power. Though he isn't particularly skilled at reconnaissance or counter-surveillance, we can't rule out the possibility that he's deliberately testing us..."
"That's impossible!" The woman immediately shook her head. "We've been following him for an entire week. If he could have detected us, something would have been off long ago. Why wait until today..."
Listening to their hushed conversation, Ansu quietly pondered.
It seemed these two had appeared during the week since Cecilia went missing. That was perfectly normal—if Cecilia could come to his house even once, no sneak could hide from her eyes.
"Could it be that little girl?" The man suddenly thought of something. "On the road, she seemed to have noticed something."
"That's even more impossible." The woman gave a soft laugh. "How old is she? Plenty of veterans wouldn't be able to detect the two of us."
She looked toward the bustling street outside the alley. "Let's go. Return to the vicinity of 221A and keep watch. He'll have to go home eventually."
The man nodded and quietly departed with the woman.
"Today's anomaly needs to be included in the report..."
"Of course."
Ansu furrowed his brow slightly. He already