"Brother, Old Ninth got away."
Inside the Capital City Defense duty room.
Tian Bo calmly held the phone as he watched Old Ninth pass through the checkpoint.
For the Tian brothers to hold firmly onto leadership of the European Capitalist Faction and survive amid Guotai Min'an, their heads certainly weren't empty.
Although Old Ninth had deceived the Awakened outside the psychiatric hospital,
the countless surveillance cameras in the Capital had recorded his movements perfectly clearly.
"I sent people to purchase a batch of Wasteland Artifacts targeting Mental Types. They can effectively prevent people from falling under illusions. Have A Dong personally lead a team to follow Old Ninth."
Tian Guang gave his instructions calmly. "Since we can't decipher the map anytime soon, let Old Ninth lead us there."
"For something this important, Little White Tiger and Old Ninth will definitely go personally. Just follow them."
"Yes."
Tian Bo glanced at the man beside him.
The man nodded lightly and smiled confidently. "Don't worry, Bo. Nobody I set my sights on can get away."
"Heh, I trust your reputation as the world's finest bloodhound."
Tian Bo took out a check and handed it to him. "Find what I want, and you can fill in whatever number you like."
"You got it."
A Dong looked to be in his thirties. His appearance was so ordinary that nobody would spare him a second glance in a crowd.
But this man was one of the Dragon Kingdom's foremost tracking experts.
Because his Special Ability was scent perception.
His nose was hundreds or thousands of times keener than a dog's.
He was a specialist the Tian Family had recruited.
"Go. Make sure you keep a close eye on Old Ninth."
"Yes."
After receiving his orders, A Dong swiftly followed Old Ninth out of the city.