The person in the black tracksuit jumped down from the wall. The moment he landed, two pistols were aimed at his head.
"Me," he said, reaching up to remove his hood and reveal his face.
The captain and Number Three lowered their guns and spoke in unison. "No one followed you, right?"
"No. But..." Number Four hesitated for a moment.
"What?"
"A lot of police cars are speeding through the streets. The police are probably conducting a large-scale search for us," Number Four said.
"The Lop Nur police moved faster than expected, but it doesn't matter. Lop Nur City is huge—thousands of blocks and hundreds of thousands of rooms. By the time they search this place, we'll have finished the mission and returned home." The captain said, "Now that we're all here, come inside and sort out the equipment."
Number Four raised his head and properly examined the courtyard for the first time.
There were walls of gray brick, pebble paths, and the flowers, shrubs, strange rocks, and pavilions of a Chinese-style garden. A two-story villa stood in the center of the courtyard. Its design was simple: white walls, floor-to-ceiling windows, and curtains drawn tightly shut.
The three men walked to the door and pressed their faces against it one after another.
The door's facial-recognition system required every operative participating in the mission to scan their face before it would open. That was why the captain had sent "022" earlier—for this process. Number Two was dead, so naturally his face could not be brought here.
Beep! With a cheerful chime, the door opened.
The three entered the house. Once the door shut behind them, it automatically locked, and the lights inside instantly came on!
The house had probably originally been sold as a small luxury villa for the wealthy. Its