The Sixth Night in a Foreign Maze

The wheels accelerated, and a riot of colorful light streamed past the windows, crossing the quiet profile of the black-haired young man reflected in the glass as he looked ahead.

"How are things?"

Sitting in the middle of the black Bentley's back seat, Fang Ran watched the figure driving ahead. His voice was calm. From the moment he got into the car, he had become like a different person—cool, silent, and composed.

Because he had not forgotten how, ever since Colossus's brazen rebellion, everything that had happened had become shrouded in mystery.

"London is currently locked down for ordinary Participants. Any attempt to leave will trigger an alarm. Their people are watching the airports, stations, embassies, and consulates."

The man driving spoke in a low, concise voice. His stubble and wrinkles showed that he was no longer young, as well as his competence and maturity, but he also spoke cautiously about the current situation.

"Including everyone leaving the country and all international communications."

The moment he heard that, Fang Ran's eyes narrowed slightly.

Though he had minimized his movements out of extreme caution and had even kept his face hidden under a hood most of the time, he had not expected them to truly go this far.

"How is the Bureau now?"

"Every member, including Miss Ye Sheng, is missing. For some reason, Ai Ma's main algorithm cannot be restarted. Mr. Li Ze is temporarily holding down the fort at the Night Bureau."

Fang Ran slowly lowered his gaze. His brow furrowed as his hand clenched. Though he knew it was wishful thinking, he still hoped that everyone at the Night Bureau had already found a way out.

That they had escaped the Simulation Scenario, and he was the only one left trapped in danger.

But given the current crisis,