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The leopard's ears perked up, pointing towards the southeast corner.

Chen Guan reached out and pressed down on the back of its neck. Sure enough, the upgraded leopard's perception had become much stronger.

The leopard didn't move, but its muscles were already tense.

The walkie-talkie rang again; it wasn't the tall, thin man's voice, but the hoodie's.

"Southeast corner, report."

no respond.

"Southeast corner?"

still none.

The static in the channel suddenly became piercing; it wasn't a problem with the equipment, but rather the silence itself made the noise seem exceptionally loud.

"Southeast corner, please respond if you hear me."

This is the third time.

Chen Guan took the walkie-talkie from his waist and held it in his hand. In his experience, people who don't speak usually can't speak anymore.

The bald man's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Should we go over and take a look?"

"Don't move," the hoodie replied quickly. "Everyone stay in your positions. No one is allowed to leave."

"What about the southeast corner?"

"I'll go myself."

The channel went silent again.

Chen Guan squatted next to the container, his gaze piercing through the darkness. He could see a pile of rusted steel about sixty meters away, and that direction should be the southeast corner of the station.

He didn't see anything.

There were no sounds of fighting, no bursts of light from supernatural powers, nothing at all.

It was just so quiet, and that kind of quiet was more unsettling than anything else.

……

the other side.

Guan Jinyue released his hand from the tall, thin man's neck.

The body slid down the side of the container, in a similar posture to when he had been pretending to sleep against the wall, except this time he would never wake up again.

The entire process was conducted without any unnecessary noise.

Spatial abilities have a natural advantage in killing; no knife or fist is needed, just open a small enough spatial rift in the opponent's vital area and then close it.

Clean, quiet, and without any external injuries.

Guan Jinyue squatted beside the corpse, her long silver hair hanging down, the ends of which were blown up by the sea breeze and gleamed faintly in the night.

She didn't look at the body; her gaze was directed towards the direction from which the voice came from the walkie-talkie.

Three calls went unanswered.

Based on this organization's response pattern, the next step should be to send someone to confirm the situation.

It won't be one of the casual laborers; casual laborers aren't worth the risk for money. The only person who could come is the person in charge of coordination.

She heard that voice.

The leader said he would come in person.

Guan Jinyue stood up. The dock lights couldn't reach this corner, and the gaps between the containers were like narrow black alleys, where no one would bother her. This was something she had planned long ago.

She waited quietly.

Footsteps were heard about three minutes later.

It was very light, but not light enough for her.

The hoodie turned from the south passage, paused for a moment when she saw the tall, thin figure, and then continued walking.

He crouched down and reached out to check the carotid artery of the tall, thin man.

There is no pulse.

When he withdrew his hand, Guan Jinyue was already standing three meters behind him.

"Don't move."

His body tensed up in the hoodie, but he didn't turn around or try to stand up. He remained crouched, slowly raising his hands to his shoulders.

"Who are you."

"I'm the one who asked the question." Guan Jinyue's voice wasn't loud, and it sounded even colder after being enveloped by the sea breeze: "Turn around."

The hoodie slowly turned around.

His expression was not clearly visible in the darkness, but his pupils contracted slightly when his eyes met Guan Jinyue's.

Silver hair, black eyes.

She has a very distinctive appearance.

"You're not from here," the hoodie said, his tone a mix of probing and stalling.

"What kind of cargo is being unloaded at berth number three?"

The hoodie didn't answer, but turned its eyes to the left, towards the direction where the walkie-talkie was clipped.

Guan Jinyue raised his right hand slightly.

A very thin spatial rift flashed across the walkie-talkie at the waist of the hoodie, breaking it in two and dropping plastic fragments on the ground.

The hoodie's hand froze in mid-air; the crack had been less than two centimeters from his skin.

If it's a little off-center...

"I'll ask again," Guan Jinyue said, his expression turning colder: "What's being unloaded at berth number three?"

"You killed him just to ask this?" The hoodie glanced at the tall, thin man on the ground.

"He's just a casual laborer, it's pointless to ask him, you know that very well."

"That's why I kept you."

By now, he understood perfectly well that the tall, thin man had been able to tip off this terrifying woman on purpose.

That was his goal.

The hoodie inwardly cursed the tall, thin man's stupidity, saying he had gotten himself into trouble.

Guan Jinyue didn't urge him. This kind of person needs some time to convince himself. The way to convince himself is usually to think about what would happen if he didn't speak up.

However, she needed to add fuel to the fire; she didn't have time to put up a stalemate with him.

"Soul Search!"

"A monster egg!" the hoodie exclaimed immediately, afraid of being a step too slow, and Guan Jinyue's hand stopped at the right moment.

This trick really works every time...

"A batch of wild monster eggs intercepted from the South China Sea. There are not many, only thirty-two. They are of mixed species, mostly low-level, but a few are in good condition."

"Where to send it?"

"I don't know. I'm only responsible for unloading; the rest of the process isn't my responsibility."

Who will receive the goods?

"Someone will bring it up, but when and by whom is beyond my authority."

Guan Jinyue looked into his eyes.

The hoodie's breathing was relatively steady, and the dilation of her pupils was within the normal fear threshold. She did not exhibit typical signs of lying, at least not on these questions.

"Where is the egg located?"

"After unloading, it will be moved into the cold storage next to the berth, the No. 3 cold storage at the dock, where there is specialized insulation equipment."

Guan Jinyue shifted her gaze from his face and glanced in the direction of berth number three.

The unloading continued in the distance, with several figures moving goods back and forth in the dim light, showing no signs of finishing.

How many people are there on your side in total?

"The six who unloaded the cargo, the five casual laborers on the perimeter plus the one you killed, plus me, that makes twelve."

"Anything else?"

The hoodie hesitated for a moment.

"There are two guards at the cold storage; they're permanent staff, they didn't just arrive tonight."

"A superhuman?"

"One is an enhancement type, and the other is a manipulation type, both around the fourth tier."

Guan Jinyue went through this information in her mind.

enough.

The hoodie looked at her expression, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something but didn't speak.

"What do you want to ask?" Guan Jinyue didn't miss his little gesture.

"Are you from the demon race?"

Guan Jinyue didn't answer the question; she had thought he would ask something useful.

She took a step back, her hoodie shoulders loosening slightly, as if the interrogation was over.

A spatial rift silently opened beneath his feet, its diameter just large enough to accommodate the body of an adult man.

Before the hoodie could even shout, he vanished from the ground.

The crack closed.

Nothing was left on the ground, not even a trace of blood.