"You're still alive," Yan Shuangying said to Jessica coolly.
"Cough, cough... barely." Jessica actually felt much better already, but the man in front of her had a gun.
If she pretended to be a little more helpless, perhaps he wouldn't shoot her.
Just then, a crowd suddenly appeared at the mouth of the alley, their silhouettes slowly approaching Yan Shuangying and Jessica.
"Friends of yours?" Yan Shuangying looked at Jessica.
"Obviously not," Jessica said.
"FBI business! Anyone not involved, clear out!" Yan Shuangying warned.
Faced with his threats and warnings, the people paid him no mind at all.
The dozen or so people showed no expression, no panic at having a gun pointed at them, and not a trace of worry.
They seemed devoid of emotion, their faces blank and indifferent.
In the darkness, they looked especially unnerving.
Their strange behavior immediately put Yan Shuangying on guard. He couldn't make sense of the bizarre scene before him.
"Let's go."
Something's wrong!
Yan Shuangying draped Jessica's arm over his shoulder and hurried away.
"This is Lone Desert, at 32 Midtown Street. Suspected Superhuman controlling civilians. Number under control: thirteen."
Lone Desert was the new code name Yan Shuangying had chosen for himself. When out and about, he always used an alias.
"Command acknowledges. Once you've confirmed you're safe, carry out your plan."
Yan Shuangying ended the transmission, intending to retreat first.
"What's going on?" Jessica couldn't quite grasp the situation.
"Run. Can you walk on your own?" Yan Shuangying didn't waste time explaining.
"But... I feel like I can't control my arms and legs!"
"What?" Yan Shuangying hastily tried moving his body. Fortunately, he hadn't lost control.
Yan Shuangying picked up his communicator again. "This is Lone Desert. The Superhuman appears capable of exerting control without physical contact."
"Superhumans? And two