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Chapter 1061 A Glimmer of Light in the Dark Night

The night was as dark as ink, and rain dripped down the rusted pipes, knocking out fine echoes in the stagnant water of the abandoned subway tunnel. Zhao Wuji leaned against the damp concrete wall, his fingertips unconsciously stroking a coin - it flipped between his fingers, sometimes stagnant, sometimes suspended, like a tamed metal butterfly.

"Can you please stop playing with that?" Lin Xiaoyu's voice came from the darkness, accompanied by the slight hum of electromagnetic equipment. She squatted in front of a disassembled distribution box, with exposed wires entwined in her palms, connecting themselves like living things. The blue-white electric light illuminated half of her face, outlining her tight jawline.

The coin fell into his palm with a snap. Zhao Wuji clenched it tightly, and the coolness of the metal penetrated his skin. "Are the people from the Super Management Bureau still up there?"

"The entire seventh district has been blocked." Lin Xiaoyu pulled down the corner of her mouth, revealing an expression that could not be called a smile, "Leng Feng called in a thermal tracking drone. Fortunately, there is an electromagnetic interference layer below."

She frowned suddenly, her fingers tightened suddenly, and a cluster of sparks burst out from the wire.

“Someone hacked into the surveillance system.”

A holographic projection popped up from her watch, and several figures in white protective suits flashed in the blurry picture. Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank suddenly - it was Wang Lei, his former colleague, who was pointing at the structural diagram of the underground pipeline and saying something to Leng Feng. Behind the protective mask, the familiar face was distorted with excitement.

“Why did he…”

"The reward is five million." Lin Xiaoyu sneered, "Your good colleague even reported that you are used to screwing screws with your left hand."

The moment the projection went out, a crisp sound of breaking metal was heard from deep in the tunnel.

Zhao Wuji stood up straight. His power overflowed uncontrollably, and the scattered screws and iron pieces around him trembled and floated up, forming a sharp star cluster in the darkness. Lin Xiaoyu pressed his wrist, and the electric touch made his muscles tremble. "Put it away!" She lowered her voice, "Unless you want to attract the entire special forces team."

The trembling metal fell one after another. In the distance, the beam of light from the searchlight pierced the darkness, like a sharp knife cutting through the skin of the night. The sound of boots rolling over gravel was getting closer and closer, mixed with the hoarse report of the communicator: "Area B is cleared, advance to B3 channel-"

Lin Xiaoyu's breathing became rapid. She suddenly opened her collar, pulled out a necklace with a microchip and stuffed it into Zhao Wuji's hand. "Listen, there is a maintenance passage 500 meters to the east. Go out and find the 'old watchmaker'."

Her fingertips moved quickly across his palm, leaving a string of burning digital coordinates.

"Don't trust anyone who offers to help you, especially..."

The explosion drowned out the second half of the sentence. The air wave overturned the stacked cargo boxes, and the outline of black combat uniforms emerged in the smoke. The moment Lin Xiaoyu turned around, the lights in the entire tunnel exploded, but before absolute darkness fell, Zhao Wuji saw the blue light bursting from her eyes, like lightning leaping in a thunderstorm cloud.

"run!"

Amid the sharp ringing in his ears, Zhao Wuji smashed open the rusty iron door. Behind him came the hum of electromagnetic pulses and the muffled sound of bones breaking, as well as Leng Feng's cold voice: "Prioritize capturing target A, and the rest can be shot dead."

The smell of rain mixed with blood filled his nose. As he stumbled into the alley in the rain, the chip on his palm was emitting a faint red light, like a star that was about to go out. In the distance, a police aircraft flew over the gap between buildings, and where the searchlight swept, a bright red electronic wanted poster appeared on the wet wall - his facial features slowly dissolved in the rain, then reassembled, and finally froze into four blood-red characters: "Dangerous Person".