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Shen Mo glanced at his companions and replied, “There is no set time. We might take Hart Road. Certainly not going to bump into you.”
“Hart Road?” Yan Qingwen raised an eyebrow, “Looks like you guys are heading south. What’s your destination? Jiaxing? Or Shanghai?”
Shen Mo slightly furrowed his brows, his eyes alert.
“Don’t misunderstand.” Yan Qingwen immediately raised his hands in a non-hostile gesture, “Our destination is Shanghai. If we happen to share the same route, even if we’re not together this time, I’m afraid we’ll need to coordinate later to avoid triggering the game due to a large number of people. I believe you guys wouldn’t want to be dragged into the puppet game for no reason, right?”
After hearing his explanation, Shen Mo somewhat relaxed, he replied indifferently, “We’re going to Jiaxing, which isn’t far from Shanghai. We might stop by.”
“Could you tell us why?” Yan Qingwen asked.
Shen Mo didn’t respond to his question, instead scanning their faces, “What about you guys? Why are you going to Shanghai?”
“To deliver something.” Yan Qingwen explained succinctly, “I have a researcher in my group who has the maze investigation data. It needs to be sent to Shanghai’s research branch.”
“Research institution?” Shen Mo frowned yet again, “SCO?”
Yan Qingwen paused, “You know about SCO?”
Shen Mo glared at him skeptically.
Yan Qingwen inspected Shen Mo head to toe, with both surprise and affirmation in his tone, “You are from the Special Situation Team? Responsible for escorting the research team to Shanghai?”
Shen Mo looked at him for a long time before answering, “I am from the National Security Administration. I have received orders. Since all the Special Situation Teams have gone missing, a team was assigned to secure the SCO research institute. But when I arrived at the institute, no one could be found.”
Yan Qingwen was taken aback. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry expressing his helplessness, “National Security Administration… no wonder, no wonder…”
Sighing and rubbing his forehead, he shook his head, “All eight Special Situation Teams are missing because the network signal suddenly failed. In fact, Professor Song has already been securely delivered to Shanghai by one of the teams. You arrived a step too late…”
Shen Mo frowned at him, “Are you a member of the Special Situation Team?”
Just as Yan Qingwen was about to explain, Tan Xiao and Pan Xiaoxin suddenly jumped down from the tree!
“Mo Brother! Those guys are chasing!”
Yan Qingwen looked puzzled as he heard the sound of cars coming from the distance. Not just one, and they were driving fast, making a lot of noise.
He and Shen Mo walked to the middle of the road, discovering that the cars seemed kind of familiar.
Upon closer inspection, Yan Qingwen finally recognized them as the group he had traded with before.
The leader was called Fei Ge.
“They are the local gang leaders, how did you get tangled up with them?” Yan Qingwen asked in surprise.
Shen Mo watched as they approached, and said casually, “We robbed them.”
Lun Ang and Zhu Shu looked equally stunned: “…”
One by one, cars pulled up and stopped in front of them, disgorging a big group of about twenty or so people. Seven or eight of them had bruises all over their faces, having been taught a lesson the day before by Shen Mo and Tan Xiao.
The leader, Fei Ge, was the worst off with a bandage around his head but his spirit was still strong, his face was sinister, full of muscle and fierce looking.
He held a knife, pointed at Shen Mo and said, “I know you’re tough. You defeated ten of my men, but today I brought twenty! Can you take us all? Be wise, return what you stole yesterday, otherwise…” he sneered.
With that, he raised his knife, pointing it straight at Shen Mo, “Otherwise, none of you get to leave!”