Xie De moved quickly, sticking to dim, dark places. 455 could blur his image on human retinas and interfere with thermal imaging equipment, turning him into an inconspicuous shadow.
The bag Beiwei had left in the driver's vehicle contained ammonium nitrate, explosives, and a cheap little automatic device that looked like part of a robot. Within two minutes of the driver's departure, the device began to burn.
Then, moments later, bang!
"Warning! Warning! The Logistics Department is under attack. Security personnel, proceed to the Logistics Department immediately! All personnel still in the Logistics Department, please remain calm and follow security personnel's instructions to evacuate in an orderly manner through the green passage."
That was all very well, but not everyone had nerves of steel. For a moment, the scene seemed to grow even more chaotic, with people milling about like ants on a hot pan, scrambling in panic toward the green passage.
Before the security personnel could determine the cause of the explosion.
Xie De headed deeper into the research center, passing from the logistics area into the office area. The office area was quieter, so quiet that no one was walking around outside. It was so quiet that Xie De almost saw the Club's research base in Antarctica superimposed over it, with the same smell of disinfectant hanging in the air.
This place, however, showed more consideration for its people.
The office area walls helpfully displayed outstanding employees and the locations of their offices.
Thanks for being so considerate. Now I have someone to target.
Xie De studied the routes, considering which way he should go.
455 fretted over the surveillance cameras, which offered nowhere to hide.
Xie De said, "455, I think we should go to the Medical and Health Research Department. That old man has lived so