The convoy of trucks did not all head south. Instead, it split off in several directions.
Several trucks carrying steel coils headed north, where they happened to have an accident on an overpass and ended up blocking the road.
This completely cut off the road from the Industrial Zone to the city center.
The vehicles behind them honked furiously, but it would be a long time before a crane arrived.
Number One, returning from the Industrial Zone, happened to get stuck there.
For some reason, she felt uneasy.
While inspecting the munitions factories earlier, she had made a special trip to the 516 Military Uniform Factory, which had performed exceptionally well lately. But when she went inside, the factory was deserted.
This was a major enterprise with four thousand employees. Surely it was impossible for there to be absolutely no one anywhere in the place!
Where had all those people gone?
Number One thought of the crowd gathered outside Giantwood Tower when she had left.
But even if people were gathering there, surely the entire factory couldn't have joined them!
Number One sensed a conspiracy closing in around her.
She had left the Military Uniform Factory at once, only to spot her younger sister Number Seven's red sports car by the roadside.
Number One's suspicions deepened.
Without lingering, she had driven straight back.
But now, stopped on the overpass and faced with the enormous traffic jam caused by the accident, Number One suddenly felt helpless.
If even this traffic jam was part of their scheme, that was far too frightening!
Number One had a vague feeling that something she did not want to see was already happening.
So, despite her subordinates' attempts to stop her, she left her bulletproof sedan and walked through the traffic jam.
The trucks carrying steel