"I believe you. So does Bruce."
Miaomiao did not look up. She quietly fed a trace of spiritual power into the driver, who was already showing signs of shock, temporarily stabilizing his vital signs before turning to the boy in front of her.
"Don't worry. An ambulance from Wayne's private hospital is already on its way. He'll be all right. Tell me exactly what happened."
At those words, the fear John had begun to shake off surged back.
"Those people... the ones wearing masks..."
Seeing John begin to stammer again, Miaomiao smacked him. "Get to the point!"
"Two cars in total! Six people got out! There were accomplices still inside, but I don't know how many!"
Miaomiao had concealed a tiny thread of spiritual power in that slap. It was not much, but it was enough to calm the panicking John.
John had no idea what had happened. He only felt a cool sensation spread through his entire body the instant Miaomiao struck him. He calmed down, and even his thoughts grew considerably clearer. The terrifying images that had gripped his heart seemed to slow, allowing him to examine them again calmly.
"Their target was clear: Lia Chen. The moment Chen came out of the library, they got out of their cars."
John spoke rapidly. He had never felt so articulate before, and simply told Miaomiao everything he had observed.
"It definitely wasn't spur-of-the-moment! One of them covered Chen's mouth and nose with a handkerchief while another dragged her away. They worked together perfectly. You could tell they'd done it before! Chen only struggled twice before she went limp. There must have been some kind of knockout drug on the handkerchief. Dumas..."
John hesitated, but told the truth anyway. "Dumas probably followed me here... She must have noticed something was