"Why hasn't this guy updated lately?"
Deacon Zhang of Shadow Stream lived in an ordinary apartment complex. He had been one of the first to evacuate, fleeing straight to the outermost reaches of his jurisdiction.
This was a tiny fifth-tier city on the Koi Continent. It was so small that it did not even have a local Special Affairs Investigation Branch.
Investigation branches were not established in small cities, mainly because their populations were low and their areas small. Items also appeared less frequently than in larger cities.
The video creator Zhang Redai was checking now was Ke Meng. Every day, the moment he woke up, he opened Ke Meng's account to see what new item review the guy had posted, or whether there was a daily vlog of his goofy pets.
Honestly, these videos were not much use to him, but understanding his enemy meant protecting himself. Deacon Zhang waited for Ke Meng's videos every day with the dedication of a diehard fan, all to gather more information.
"Has this bastard gone off on a mission?"
There had been no updates for four days. He strongly suspected the guy had gone off on some major assignment.
When investigators undertook major assignments, they often could not get away and had no time to shoot footage or edit videos.
Deacon Zhang pressed F5 on his keyboard again to refresh the page, but still no new video from Ke Meng appeared.
Ding.
"User Shadow Stream Group Owner has invited you to join the group chat 'Shadow Stream Home.'"
"Accept/Ignore."
When Deacon Zhang saw the invitation window, he first muttered, "Who's bold enough to use that name?"
Then his expression changed.
Memories of Shadow Stream Home flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. He vaguely recalled that this was a secret chat