If Liu Ziying were to follow this person, she would find that he was dressed exactly like the person who gave her the bracelet this afternoon.

The person didn't go far after leaving the pedestrian street in Miana; instead, he boarded a bus.

There was a group of monks dressed like him sitting in the car, holding prayer beads and expressionless, as if the screams that were right next to their ears had nothing to do with them.

Only after the last monk boarded the bus did the passengers quietly leave.

At that moment, the director, who was worried about Liu Ziying, turned around and counted the people around them, only to find that one person was missing. "Where's Jia Xitong?!"

Jia Xitong is currently on the bus.

No, to be precise, she was sitting on the roof of the bus.

The vehicle swayed and rocked as it drove, but she remained perfectly still sitting on the roof. She even had time to hang up on the director's call and then send him a WeChat message.

[Bear is a raccoon: Director, my situation is a bit complicated right now, let's communicate via text.]

[Director: Xi Tong, where are you right now?]

[Bear is a raccoon: I've been following a strange group of monks, and they're in a car now. They just came out of the Milana pedestrian street, and something felt off. I suspect they're connected to the stampede.]

The director gasped when he saw the message from Jia Xitong.

He saw that she wasn't a raccoon, but a real bear!

[Director: Grandma, you got on this bus with a group of strangers all by yourself! Did you think about your safety? Could you please get off the bus? I'm calling the police right away. Solving this is the police's job!]

[The bear is a raccoon: Director, don't worry, I'm a great fighter.]

As Jia Xitong sent the message, her body slumped down—

The bus has now entered the tunnel.

At this moment, the director was also extremely anxious. He took two deep breaths and pinched his philtrum hard to prevent himself from falling over.

The bus stopped shortly after passing through the tunnel; they seemed to have arrived at their destination.

[Bear is a raccoon: Their car has stopped. I'll send you my location so you can get the police to come. In this desolate place, a group of people illegally gathered—even if they didn't cause chaos, they must be some kind of cult.]

Jia Xitong clicked on location sharing.

[Director: You little brat!! Get out of the car and find somewhere to hide! I've already notified the police, so don't do anything rash.]

[The bear in the raccoon's name: This is a society governed by law, of course I won't do anything reckless. Don't worry.]

After she finished speaking, she put away her phone and followed him.

Jia Xitong had an invisibility talisman, so even if she walked right up to them, they couldn't see her. She blended into the group and took the opportunity to observe their appearances.

Soon, the director received another message from Jia Xitong.

[Bear is a raccoon: Director, I've got footage of them.]

They started walking towards a more remote, wooded area. The network was a bit poor, and it took her several minutes to upload the photos.

The director, who had initially approached the police but was impatiently pushed away by them, then presented photos.

The policeman's expression changed instantly when he saw the distinctive monk's robes and tattoos in the photo. He grabbed the director's hand and rattled off a string of words, but the director couldn't understand a single one.

Fortunately, the production team had a professional translator. "Where did you film these people?"

The director realized there was something going on, and then told the police everything Jia Xitong had said.

The police officer picked up the walkie-talkie, spoke a string of words, and then transmitted them to the translator.

The translator told the director, "The people your colleague filmed belong to a cult. They act in a very dangerous way, and your colleague may be in danger."

“The problems on Miana Pedestrian Street are taking up most of our police resources. We need to transfer officers from another area. You need to communicate with your colleague and tell her to be careful and not to expose herself.”

Oh no, oh no.

Upon hearing this, the director felt a chill run down his spine.

Liu Ziying and Gu Fan's fates are currently unknown, and Jia Xitong is now trapped in a dangerous situation.

The director felt his career was about to be ruined in this place, and his hands trembled as he typed in the information.

【director:

Little auntie, the local police say you're in great danger right now, don't expose yourself!

After he posted that, he felt that there was something wrong with the logic.

If she wasn't exposed, how were those photos sent from her phone?

She's now face-to-face with those cult members!

The director tugged at his already thinning hair. "Even if you're discovered, stay calm. No matter what they try to do to you, safety comes first!"

"Nothing can happen to you!"

The director gripped his phone tightly, praying that the police officers who were coming to provide backup would arrive quickly.

[The bear is a raccoon: Director, don't worry, I'm safe.]

To ease his worries, she even recorded a video on her phone.

Good heavens! The director became even more nervous, and he almost plucked out all of his remaining hair.

On the other side

Jia Xitong had already followed these people to the air-raid shelter.

The group of monks were completely unaware that one of them had infiltrated their lair and led Jia Xitong to their headquarters without any precautions.

"%￥#".

"#￥@￥@"

I can't understand what these people are saying.

Jia Xitong discovered that the language barrier was a major problem.

She took out her phone to try using a translation app, but there was no network after entering the bomb shelter. She should have brought the translator from the production crew with her.

She clicked her tongue in regret, then took out her phone and started recording.

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