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I held my phone tightly, my knuckles turning white from the pressure.
“Meng Gong?”
The technician beside me asked cautiously.
I snapped back to reality, refocusing my gaze on the blurry figure of the ground staff on the surveillance screen.
“Check this person's employment record, movement history, all information, immediately!”
My voice was hoarse as I issued the command.
“Use all available permissions. I want to know where he went after leaving here!”
The technician immediately began searching the system.
The security personnel also picked up their walkie-talkies, quietly relaying my orders.
“Target locked, ID 7358, contracted cleaner, Li Qiang… left the airport driving a garbage truck after three o'clock this afternoon…”
“The last GPS signal for the vehicle… appeared in the eastern part of the city… in an abandoned industrial area?”
An abandoned industrial area?
That place had long been deserted, with only a few dilapidated factories and warehouses remaining.
What could Chronos's people be doing there?
“Give me the exact coordinates,” I said in a low voice.
The coordinates quickly appeared on the screen, pointing to an area marked as "Danger, Demolition Pending."
"I'm going there now."
I took off my white gloves and turned to leave.
"Mr. Meng, it's very dangerous there, and... this is beyond your authority..."
The security captain tried to stop me.
I paused, turning back to look at him, my gaze as cold as ice.
"My daughter is on that plane."
I didn't drive; instead, I called for the fastest taxi available.
The night was dark, and I watched the streetlights blur past outside the window, casting long shadows of light. That hoarse voice echoed in my ears.
This is not a game you can interfere with.
A game?
Playing with hundreds of lives like it's a game?
Playing with my Meng Xiao like it's a game?
A surge of violent emotion churned in my chest.
The taxi stopped at the outskirts of the abandoned industrial area.
"Sir, it gets rougher from here on; I've heard it's haunted inside..."
The driver reminded me uneasily.
I paid the fare and opened the car door.
"No need for change."
The air was thick with the smell of rust and dust, and in the distance, several massive warehouses loomed like slumbering beasts.
The phone signal here was extremely weak.
I followed the coordinates, stepping carefully toward one of the largest warehouses.
The iron door of the warehouse was slightly ajar, revealing a narrow gap.
There were no lights inside. I held my breath and slowly pushed open the heavy iron door.
The interior of the warehouse was vast. With only the faint moonlight filtering through the damaged roof, I could vaguely see mountains of discarded equipment and debris piled up.
My gaze quickly swept across, searching for any suspicious signs.
Suddenly, I heard a faint metallic scraping sound from my left rear.
A shadow darted toward me like lightning. Instinctively, I sidestepped to avoid it while raising my hand to block.
Bang!
A sharp pain shot through my arm; the force from my assailant was astonishing.
The shadow, missing its first strike, wasted no time and launched a fierce elbow strike aimed directly at my chest!
I stumbled back a few steps, narrowly avoiding the blow.
Under the moonlight, I could see my opponent clearly.
He was tall, clad in a tight black combat suit, and wore a metal mask that covered half of his face, adorned with intricate patterns, leaving only a pair of emotionless eyes visible.
"Who are you?"
I asked in a low voice, while secretly trying to move my numb arms.
He did not answer; instead, he lunged at me again like a leopard, the wind from his punches howling through the air!
I did not hesitate and met him head-on.
Years of working in the control tower may have seemed like a desk job, but I had never slackened my physical fitness and combat training in preparation for emergencies.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of our fists and feet colliding echoed in the empty warehouse.
His skills were incredibly fierce, each strike aimed to kill, and he seemed completely tireless.
I gritted my teeth, relying on my precise judgment of timing and the instincts honed from years of training to barely hold my ground.
But I knew I couldn't last much longer.
His strength and speed were far beyond mine.
I had to find his weakness!
In a moment of crossing blocks, I noticed a small tattoo on his left arm that resembled a constellation—Orion!
A code name?
"Chronos's people?"
I gasped, asking the question.
The other party's movements clearly faltered for a moment.
Now's my chance!
Seizing the instant of vulnerability, I executed a swift side kick, striking hard at the side of his knee!
Crack!
A faint sound of bone cracking echoed.
He let out a muffled grunt, stumbling slightly.
I didn’t give him a moment to recover. I closed in and delivered a powerful punch to his mask.
Clang!
The mask was knocked askew, revealing an unremarkable face beneath, but with cold, piercing eyes.
He seemed taken aback by the sudden surge of my strength, a flicker of astonishment crossing his gaze.
Just then, an unexpected change occurred!
Our fierce battle seemed to trigger some unstable energy field within the warehouse.
The air around us began to distort. Shadows started to emerge on the walls and the piled-up debris, overlapping in chaotic patterns!
I saw her! Meng Xiao in her flight suit being forcefully dragged away. Her eyes were filled with terror and confusion, her lips moving as if she were trying to shout something.
The person who took her... was wearing the same black combat uniform as the one in front of me!
"Meng Xiao!"
I shouted in disbelief, my anger instantly drowning out all rational thought!
The "Orion" before me seemed momentarily stunned by my sudden outburst, his movements faltering for a brief moment.
"What have you done to her?"
I roared, summoning all my strength to charge at his chest!
Bang!
He staggered back from the impact, crashing into a pile of discarded metal frames with a loud clatter.
Documents and instruments fell from the shelves, scattering across the floor.
The sudden image that had appeared quickly vanished, and the warehouse returned to its previous dimness and silence.
"Orion" clutched his chest, struggling to rise, but the injury to his knee combined with the force of my attack left him momentarily incapacitated.
My gaze fell upon the scattered documents.
One of the papers bore a familiar symbol at its header—a twisted hourglass entwined with a snake.
The emblem of Chronos!
The document seemed to contain experimental reports and data records.
"Time... rift... energy... collection..."
Some keywords caught my eye.
What shocked me even more was that one of the incomplete lists prominently displayed the flight number KUN9371!
Next to it was a note: "Energy peak... Target... Acquisition successful..."
Acquisition successful?
They caused the plane crash to collect some kind of "energy" generated at the moment of the disaster?!
And Meng Xiao... could she be one of the targets?
A chill ran up my spine.
“Orion” struggled to pull something out, seemingly trying to destroy these documents.
I lunged forward, kicking the device out of his hand, then quickly snatched up the papers on the ground along with a fallen device that resembled a communicator.
"Tell me! Where have you taken Meng Xiao?"
I grabbed him by the collar and lifted him off the ground, my eyes burning with rage.
He merely looked at me coldly, a hint of a mocking smile curling at his lips.
"You... will never... find her..."
Before he could finish his sentence, black blood suddenly spilled from his mouth, and his gaze quickly lost focus.
He committed suicide!
I released my grip, and he slumped to the ground, lifeless.
I looked at his lifeless body, then glanced at the documents and instruments in my hands, my mind in turmoil.
Could this be where the clues ended?
No, not yet!
I picked up the device that resembled a communicator and attempted to operate it.
The screen lit up, revealing a complex internal communication network.
Most of the information was encrypted, but I noticed a frequently appearing internal code—“Vega.”
There was also a blinking signal source marker... pointing towards the airport control tower!
The airport control tower!
The people from Chronos had indeed infiltrated the airport!
Who could it be?
I immediately recalled the unusual duty log and the missing Li Qiang!
Without hesitation, I grabbed the documents and the device and rushed out of the warehouse.
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