This mistake...
...was trying to use the network to lock onto Mu Fan, who possessed the intelligent lifeform Black.
And it had even directly accessed the current surveillance feed for real-time monitoring.
To Black, this was like peacefully staying home alone when a Black-Clothed Man suddenly burst in, slapped his face swollen, and then told him, "You didn't see anything just now. There's no way you could have noticed me."
In virtual space, Black, who had been drifting freely and leisurely, abruptly froze.
Someone was tracking Mu Fan? Surveillance access records... facial recognition records...
A torrent of data flashed past at breakneck speed.
Shock and disbelief flickered across his pixelated round face.
They had actually accessed nearby surveillance—and it was fucking real-time tracking!
They were investigating Mu Fan right under his nose?
In an instant, Black bristled in virtual space.
Someone had actually come knocking to slap his face—Grandpa Black's diamond face with pure gold trim, no less.
"Mu Fan, someone just accessed your files."
Hearing the voice in his ear, Mu Fan's walking body showed no sign of abnormality. However, his eyelid twitched slightly. He said nothing, merely clicked his teeth together softly to signal Black to continue.
"Not Landu Star. It's the Capital Star... Clarissa Shopping Center, in the surveillance room of this building!"
Mu Fan's pupils contracted slightly at that moment, and the vigilance in his heart was finally fully aroused.
At the same time, his spiritual perception spread to its limit, penetrating everywhere like spilled mercury.
What Black described—directly investigating surveillance footage of him within this building—was already the most direct kind of intelligence intrusion.
Based on his countless experiences working with Black, it meant the tracker was currently nearby!
Could it be Wang Lingfeng?
Mu Fan frowned, vaguely thinking of the person he least wanted