The next morning, half an hour after the nanny was supposed to leave, there was still no movement at Yang Yuning's house. The people monitoring the neighborhood did not see the nanny leave, nor did they see the curtains open. They realized something was wrong and began to take action.

Someone knocked on Yang Yuning's door first, "Mr. Yang, are you home? I'd like to borrow something from you, Mr. Yang?"

This person is ostensibly Yang Yuning's neighbor living downstairs.

"Mr. Yang? Mr. Yang?" He knocked on the door and called several times, but there was no response from inside. He pressed his ear against the door and listened carefully, but he couldn't hear anything from inside.

He turned to look at his companions, whose faces were all grim. They all realized that something serious might have happened to Yang Yuning.

This time they didn't hesitate. One of them took out a key, inserted it into the keyhole, and opened the door to the room.

He held the doorknob and carefully pushed open the door. They cautiously entered the living room, kitchen, bedroom, and study. With each room they entered, their hearts sank a little deeper.

Finally, there was the nanny's room. There was nothing there. Not only was Yang Yuning nowhere to be seen, but the nanny was also nowhere to be found. The room was perfectly intact and as clean as ever, as if the owner had simply left home to go to work.

With all hope shattered, they could no longer deceive themselves. One of them picked up the living room phone and dialed, "Hello, something's happened! There's no one in the house, not even Eve (the nanny)!"

***

An Moxue drove the car, carrying Yang Yuning, day and night, until finally, when another tank of gas was almost empty, An Moxue had to stop.

An Moxue joked, "The situation is much more optimistic than expected. We haven't received any interception notices yet. Hopefully, they'll delay and give us more time. However, I predict that by this morning at the latest, if the nanny doesn't go out to buy groceries and breakfast on time to report your situation, they'll become suspicious. By now, they should have already discovered you're missing and reported it to the research institute. We're about to begin our life on the run."

Yang Yuning initially thought she might be nervous because she had realized she was missing, but seeing her still joking around made him feel a little more relaxed.

Yang Yuning was nervous and puzzled: "Can we escape? Why don't we take a plane and leave?" We are very close to the airport, and we had the opportunity to leave by plane yesterday.

An Moxue said, "There's too little time. I don't have time to buy you a new identity. A fake one would be easily exposed. And if I use your identity document to buy a plane ticket, our itinerary will be completely exposed. It will be very dangerous from now on. We will face endless pursuit. I simply cannot protect you."

She took out the food she had prepared beforehand, handed some to Yang Yuning, and then the two of them sat in the car and started eating.

An Moxue finished eating first, then got out of the car to refuel. Yang Yuning took advantage of the break to get out of the car and stretch his muscles, asking, "Why don't I drive? You've been driving for a whole day and night, you need to rest too."

An Moxue said, "No, you can't drive as fast as me. Besides, if there's an inspection and you're still driving, the illness will be exposed. How can we continue the act then?"

He looked at his face covered in red, swollen bumps, and couldn't bear to look at himself. It felt numb and uncomfortable, and he wanted to get away from it, so he had no choice but to compromise and say, "Okay!"

After refueling the car, the two continued on their way. Half a day passed, and just when Yang Yuning thought they could get through safely, they saw brightly lit roadblocks ahead. As they got closer, An Moxue discovered that they were all soldiers, each carrying a sidearm.

As they got closer to the roadblock, An Moxue slowed down. She said to Yang Yuning in the back seat, "Remember, wrap yourself up with a scarf and a hat, and try to cover yourself up as much as possible. Act like you're afraid of being seen. Don't worry, I've changed the color of your eyes and hair, so they definitely won't recognize you. Especially since the bumps on your face have started to swell up, they won't be able to distinguish your features."

"Okay." He answered readily, though he was still uneasy inside, but he didn't show it on his face.

The soldiers blocking the road saw her car from afar and pointed their guns at it.

Before aiming the gun, she slowed down, and when she reached the roadblock, she cooperated by stopping the car and getting out to accept the inspection.

An Moxue helped the weak Yang Yuning stand some distance away from the soldiers, which displeased them. An Moxue quickly stopped them from getting any closer.

"Stop, stop, don't come any closer. My father has an infectious disease. If you get any closer, you'll easily catch it," An Moxue said, handing over her medical record.

The soldiers were initially displeased with their behavior and wanted to teach them a lesson. However, upon hearing An Moxue's words, they stopped what they were doing, began to look through the medical records, and then said suspiciously, "Take off your hats and scarves, let us take a look." They still doubted their explanation.

An Moxue reminded him, "Could you please move a little further away?" Seeing that she was very polite, the soldier took two steps back while holding his gun.

Yang Yuning slowly took off his hat and then his scarf, revealing his swollen face. It was so red that people couldn't help but back away. It was covered in bumps, and there were also a few on his hands. Not only were there no healthy spots, but anyone who saw it would worry that it would be contagious.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers retreated, keeping a safe distance, fearing they might contract this terrible disease.

One of the soldiers pointed at An Moxue and said, "You, take something and wipe his face, let us see."

An Moxue returned to the car, took out a handkerchief, and wiped Yang Yuning's face.

The soldier then said, "Put some effort into it."

Helpless, An Moxue could only wipe it again, which made his face turn even redder, but the handkerchief remained clean.

After the soldier finished reading, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, you can go now!" Then he carefully handed over the medical record.

An Moxue took the medical record and helped Yang Yuning slowly into the car. The soldiers' complaints could still be heard.

"Won't it get infected with us?"

"Yeah! I couldn't stand it either, it was so disgusting, I felt like throwing up. How did I end up with two people like that?"

"Exactly! I was just saying, can't the higher-ups be a little more reliable? They've already flown away by plane!"

"Who knows! They're really going to make things difficult for us! Shouldn't we do something to disinfect it? We need to report this to our superiors. What if it spreads?"

Then, the group looked at the person who had taken the medical record, and then stepped back a short distance. One of the soldiers said, "Drive back, report, disinfect yourself, and bring us some more disinfectant before you come back."