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"I think it's okay."

"Whatever! Just let me get off work early, I have a foot massage appointment."

"Tsk, whoever suggests it can do it, I'm not doing it." ...liu Yiqi + Yi I?I Ba;IV Siba》『Yueyi…

The voices, a jumble of different types, became increasingly mixed together as she listened. An Suo grew more and more alarmed, unable to confirm how many people were in the distance.

Some of the group spoke cautiously in hushed tones, some spoke casually, and some shouted loudly. As time passed, they became increasingly unrestrained in their conversation.

At first, their voices mingled with the howling wind, making them almost imperceptible unless one listened intently.

But in an instant, the clamor surged like a tide, and even if An Suo didn't pay special attention, the volume of those chaotic words could still clearly hit her eardrums.

A cold wind, mixed with the chaotic sounds of people, blew in from outside the window, swirling up the papers on the ground and making a faint rustling sound in the silence.

An Suo held her breath and pressed herself against the mottled wall by the window. Fine dust from the wall fell onto her shoulder as she got close.

Moonlight streamed through the cracks in the windowpane, casting spiderweb-like shadows on her pale face.

An Su lowered her eyes, her curled eyelashes casting shadows that obscured her gaze. Combined with her all-black attire, she seemed to have completely merged with the shadows.

Volume Two: Fireworks at Dragon Gate: Chapter 152 (Recommendation Ticket Chapter) Darkly: I Don't Want This Continuous Bad Luck Anymore

In the deathly silent house, An Suo tensed up, listening intently to the approaching and receding footsteps and shouts outside, his brow furrowed in deep thought.

While she was in jail gathering intelligence, how did such an arrogant force appear in this area?

She even bumped into him by accident. He secretly clicked his tongue in amazement at how loud the conversation was, almost loud enough to carry throughout the entire street. What bad luck.

Just when she thought the group was going to keep arguing indefinitely, a young man's voice suddenly sneered disdainfully, and the others immediately fell silent. The street, which had been as noisy as a market, suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

In this sudden silence, the man then slowly paced and mocked, his tone neither too loud nor too soft, but full of sarcasm.

"It's no use trying to distance yourself from this and talk to me. You have to talk to the boss. This is the situation right now. We're short-handed, and we haven't met our targets. Fine, I have no objection. Let's all go down together. Heh, of course, I won't be among those who go down."

His tone was incredibly irritating and distinctly sarcastic, yet those arrogant people were completely submissive and dared not utter a word.

Someone of high status? The rabbit's ear twitched slightly, and the side of its ear canal was carefully pressed against the wall so that it could hear more clearly.

"Hmm? Why are you all silent now? Weren't you talking so confidently just now? Weren't you going to just brush me off?" The voice suddenly became calm, but the words became increasingly sharp.

His words seemed to have a strong deterrent effect on the group, and An Suo could hear several gasps that sounded like they were startled.

The voice didn't stop, or rather, it didn't stop shifting blame, "Tsk, a bunch of useless trash. Not only did you fail to complete the task on time, making me work overtime late into the night, but you also caused trouble! Kidnapping people in the slums? Who gave you the qualifications? Who helped you apply for it? Huh?"

The voice grew increasingly agitated, "Is it you, or is it you? If it's not you, what's the point of talking?! Stop spouting nonsense and come up with a plan right now, quietly and discreetly, to plug the hole in the mission. If you can't, you can all go feed the dogs!"

An Suo's gaze unconsciously shifted to the window. Isn't it possible for any organization with a bit of power to kidnap people in the slums?

How come she, a local, doesn't know what qualifications are needed to kidnap someone? Could it be some kind of internal rule of their organization?

She continued listening, completely bewildered. The voice seemed to realize it had misspoke, and its next words were spoken in a low, indistinct voice.

But as a Cartesian, Anso had excellent hearing. She tensed her rabbit ears and focused her mind, and once again she clearly heard the other party's suppressed roar.

"...What do you mean I have to go find those guys and apply for qualifications right now?!" A heavy thud followed as a foot struck flesh, and the person collapsed to the ground with a thud. "What time is it? Do I need to remind you? Useless! Useless!! Just say you want me dead!!!"

As the man spoke, he kicked, and An Suo instantly became vigilant. The other man's words contained a lot of information, which could be described as valuable intelligence delivered to his doorstep, but it was also deadly enough.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, and she couldn't help but make her already extremely soft breathing even softer.

The person who was kicked had become extremely weak in his breathing, which was a mixture of rapid, muffled groans, as if he was about to die.

The man showed no sign of stopping; on the contrary, the muffled thuds of his kicks grew louder and louder, and the last few kicks were even accompanied by a few crisp cracking sounds of bones breaking.

The person he kicked didn't utter a sound or struggle; he just silently endured it until the man stopped, satisfied.

The man clicked his tongue in disapproval and spat, then lazily muttered in a low voice, "Tsk, boring. Drag him away, he's an eyesore."

Immediately, several footsteps sounded, followed by a dull but rapidly receding dragging sound.

"Is this your last chance? If you don't have any useful advice, then go 'communicate' with my beloved hounds." The voice returned to its slow, deliberate tone, speaking in a sinister manner.

An Suo suddenly heard more than a dozen tense breaths, which were quickly silenced.

An Suo waited for a minute, but there was still no movement.

She looked away and glanced down at the deep hole at her feet, a place she could escape from, quickly weighing her options in her mind.

It's too quiet now. If she moves, she might be exposed. Besides, there are too many of them, and they're probably well-equipped. Even if they're talking, she doesn't dare move. She can only wait for them to leave before she can find a chance to escape. And by the way—

An Suo silently licked the corner of his lips. Since things had come to this, he might as well listen to see if there was any other valuable information.

In slums, it is common for residents to be kidnapped, disappear, or even die.

Generally, either no one notices it, or the authorities don't investigate unless the public reports it; the Imperial Guard Bureau never takes the initiative to manage this area.

If she wanted to become an informant, she certainly couldn't use this kind of information to cause trouble for the "police officer".

Therefore, information about kidnapping people is not important; what is important is information about the qualifications to kidnap people.

This is a suspected large-scale, systematic crime, which would be a sweet treat for any "police officer" (except for those who cooperate with the crime). If she really gets the key, no, even just a single important clue, it would be enough to exchange for an informant identity.

A faint light flickered rapidly in An Suo's eyes. She took a deep breath silently, closed her eyes, and listened intently to the sounds outside. Her rabbit ears, which were constantly turning, took in all the sounds.

The group outside, however, were completely uncooperative. They remained silent, like zombies lying in bed, making no sound whatsoever.

Even the voice that had uttered those harsh words had vanished; all that could be heard in the darkness was the howling wind.

In the long silence, a bad premonition suddenly rose in An Suo's heart. Trusting her intuition, she immediately moved her legs slightly, about to jump directly into the deep hole next to her.

At the same time, the iron chain suddenly pierced the air, passed through the window, and rushed straight towards An Suo's heart with great force and speed.

An Suo had no choice but to step back and dodge to the side, but his shoulder was still scratched by Er Cu Liu's kick, leaving a bloody mark.

The chains, dripping with her blood, passed over her, smashing the ground behind her and creating a sizable crater, kicking up a cloud of debris and dust.

Immediately, more whooshing sounds rang out from outside the window, as large chains pierced through the window and smashed through the wall, heading straight for the hidden rope, coiling around it like venomous snakes.

She focused her mind, lowered her head, and spun around, nimbly stepping on the wall and repeatedly dodging the impact of the dozen or so chains. She narrowly avoided most of the impacts, suffering more than a dozen large and small wounds on her body, and several sections of her long hair that was hanging down behind her were also cut off.

Each of these chains contained considerable force, and when they missed their target, they smashed large craters throughout the room, filling it with flying rubble and dust.

Volume Two: Fireworks at Dragon Gate: Chapter 153 (Flashback Chapter, Not Required Reading) An Suo: Utterly Unlucky…

In a flash, he swiftly drew his grappling hook from his waist.

She launched herself off the wall, narrowly avoiding several chains, and landed carefully, avoiding her wounds.

Feeling the stinging pain from the several serious wounds on his body, An Suo gripped his staff tightly and swung the hook chain fiercely before the next wave of attacks arrived.

The hook chain snaked out like a serpent, not striking the window, but instead, under the control of the hidden rope, smashing into the wall and then cutting a deep trench along the wall.

Large chunks of plaster and wall material fell to the ground under the impact, kicking up thick dust. The already crumbling empty house began to tremble violently and continued to collapse, and in an instant, smoke filled the house both inside and out.

Amidst the chaos, An Suo retrieved the hook chain and hung it around his waist. Taking advantage of the smoke's cover, he leaped into the deep cave without hesitation.

Below the deep cave, the gantry pipe layer.

Dry air and a salty smell coexist here. Huge, crisscrossing pipes fill the entire space, and small lights are installed at intervals, flickering with tiny arcs of electricity. Their murky, yellowish light barely illuminates a small area.

The exposed ground between the pipes was made of sheet metal, which seemed to be frequently cleaned and was so clean that it reflected the faint light.

The high ceiling, right above the pipes, was also made of sheet metal, but seemed to have an extra layer of special coating. When the light fell on it, it was like throwing a cow into the sea; it remained pitch black. Only in one place, which was blocked by the pipes, did the light illuminate a recessed opening.

At that moment, a crisp "thump, thump, thump" sound rang out from the cave entrance as a shoe heel touched an iron ladder. The sound had a metallic resonance, crisp and cold.

The sound of climbing the ladder stopped shortly afterward, and then a pair of purple rabbit ears quietly popped out of the hole and looked around.

It's late at night now, and the staff who maintain and inspect the pipeline have long since gone to bed; the area is very quiet.

As for security in the pipes? The inside of the pipes, that is, the sewers, is actually one of the places where infected people and people living in hardship in Lungmen gather, and the authorities have not made special arrangements for security.

Having some knowledge of this, An Suo confirmed that no one was nearby, then hooked onto the stairs and used the hook chain to slowly lower himself from the hole to the top of the pipe.

Her gaze swept over the tangled pipes, and relying on her memory of having scouted the area before, she locked onto the direction. The hook chain immediately coiled around the protruding pipe nodes like a nimble snake, carrying her up and down and nimbly through the crisscrossing pipes.

An Suo's figure quickly disappeared into the dim light.

Not long after she left, another strange noise came from the cave entrance. Dozens of metallic echoes rang out in a chaotic manner. Then, a burly Zalak man jumped out of the cave entrance and landed directly on the pipe.

As soon as Zalak stood up, a bunch of people jumped down from behind him like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Zalak dusted off his clothes, squinted his small eyes and looked around, but didn't see anyone else.

He rubbed his nose, looking annoyed, and gestured to the people behind him, "Someone with a better sense of smell, the eavesdropper is gone."

“You think you can just say you don’t have it? Tsk, move aside, let me see!” A strong Liberian woman squeezed forward, pushed Zalak aside, and scanned the surroundings with her sharp eagle eyes.

Behind her, another man, Li Boli, carrying equipment and holding a terminal, sneered, "Tsk tsk tsk, you two idiots. What's the use of looking at this environment with the naked eye? Just wait for my testing equipment to give you the results!"

"What did you say?" Zalak, who had originally planned to cause trouble for Liboli, instantly changed direction and squeezed into the crowd, picking up the thin Liboli.

"Heh, you're asking for it!" He said in a hostile tone, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he clenched his fist and punched the other man, bruising his eye.

The surrounding crowd didn't try to stop them; everyone was just watching the spectacle. Some of them even seemed to think it wasn't enough, egging them on: "Ghana, have you not eaten? You haven't even bled a drop, and you're still the action team leader? You have to give him another punch to prove your strength!"

As expected, these people were then dragged out one by one by Zalak and their scalps were smashed open, leaving them covered in blood, which immediately drew cheers from the surrounding crowd.

Just as the group of pursuers were thrown into chaos, on the other side, An Suo had already found an exit, which was the only exit she had discovered.

She listened intently but heard nothing. Staying alert, she carefully pried open the employee door, tiptoed in, and crouched low as she went through the open door.

Inside was a dimly lit corridor. Since no one was using it at the moment, the lights had been turned off. The only way to make out the outline of the corridor was by the faint glow of the "safety passage" sign in the corner of the wall.

She gently closed and locked the door behind her, restoring it to its original state. Then she squinted and looked to her right, where there was an elevator shaft connecting to the ground of Lungmen.

Because there was no one around, aside from occasionally having to walk close to the wall to avoid the sparse surveillance cameras, An Suo made his way safely and calmly to the elevator entrance.

After glancing left and right to make sure there were no surveillance cameras nearby, he immediately stepped forward.

She glanced at the black elevator display screen, then looked at the elevator door, took out a small stick from her waist bag, and pried the door open a crack.

He peered through the crack and saw that the elevator car with surveillance cameras wasn't on this floor.

She immediately replaced the short stick in her hand with a hook, and with a push, she opened the elevator door a large gap.

An Suo stretched his hands and feet in and pushed them to both sides, opening the gap between the elevator doors to a width of one person.

She immediately slipped inside, grabbed the rails that covered the elevator shaft to secure herself, then put away the hook and looked up.

The elevator shaft was filled with the pungent smell of rust and machine oil. Spider webs swayed gently in the corners. Several old surveillance cameras flashed red dots deep inside, silently looking down like one-eyed monsters.

An Suo exhaled a breath of stale air, gripped the rails tightly, avoided the cameras, and continued climbing upwards.

Panting, he climbed to the top floor, and, just like before, opened the elevator door and climbed out.

Outside was a small house about two people high. I had secretly investigated it and found it to be a neglected transit point with rudimentary conditions and no security.

She relaxed and lay there for a while, calming her erratic breathing, before getting up.

Staggering, exhausted from finally escaping and on the verge of collapse at the prospect of exorbitant medical bills, An Suo stubbornly maintained her last bit of vigilance. With trembling hands, she climbed out of the window, only to be caught in a sudden, large net.

An Suo felt a chill in his heart and immediately took out a knife to cut the net, but was then forcibly restrained by the familiar young man's voice.

"If I were you, I would kneel down and beg for mercy right now, without resisting even the slightest bit."

As An Suo stood up and looked up from the website, the city's light pollution filled her vision, making the various high-quality, metallic-looking equipment on the people surrounding her stand out conspicuously.

A tall, burly man named Felin stood alone in front of her, toying with a coin. His nonchalant eyes were covered with hideous scars. "Raise your hand. Don't waste my time like those useless people."

He swallowed hard, then chuckled awkwardly and raised his hands as instructed.

Volume 2: Fireworks at Dragon Gate: Chapter 154 (Optional) An Suo: Since we're already here, let's gather some intelligence.

With a crisp clang, the cage was completely sealed, and darkness instantly enveloped the hidden rope.

She let out a long breath, her face hidden in the darkness filled with helplessness.

I wasn't killed off directly, I was just put in a cage... Sigh, why am I so unlucky today? The fact that the other party was able to ambush near the official stronghold so quickly means they are obviously a large and deeply entrenched force, and they might even have some connections with important figures in the government.

She just happened to run into such an organization, and even overheard something that seemed to be classified.

Now that's bad. Even if she finds a chance to escape later, she'll be easily caught and killed, or targeted and starved to death.

Now that things have come to this, the only option is to find some high-value clues before escaping. She took the information to Inspector Sing, and Inspector Poe and Inspector Chan protected her... No, perhaps Inspector Sing would have been willing to protect her even without the information!

Thinking that there was still a glimmer of hope, he secretly tried to cheer up.

She tiptoed to the edge of the cage, carefully placed the rabbit's ears on the black cloth bag covering the cage, and listened intently, hoping to find clues that would help her escape. Even if there were none, any valuable information would be helpful!

"...It's really good. This top-quality one can replace sixteen ordinary ones, which is just enough to fill the gap."