No one saw how Qin Sheng left.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Sheng had vanished from the spot before everyone came to their senses.

The students in Class One: "..."

Forget it, they don't understand the lives of immortals. Let's just focus on doing our homework.

Qin Sheng didn't ask Mo Huang to pick her up, nor did she take a taxi. Instead, she focused her spiritual energy on her feet and ran all the way to the airport.

Consciousness rapidly expanded, an endless expanse of white emptiness swept over her body, gradually increasing in speed and extending infinitely until, at a certain moment, Qin Sheng suddenly opened her eyes.

Her footwork quickened again, her slender figure almost transforming into a bolt of lightning.

It takes nearly fifty minutes to drive from No. 1 Middle School to the airport on the highway, but Qin Sheng only took less than twelve minutes, even though he had to avoid surveillance cameras and pedestrians along the way.

Twelve minutes later, she stopped in a blind spot of the surveillance cameras in Terminal 3 of Ancheng Airport and walked out.

His cool gaze swept across the spacious hall, finally settling on a certain spot, his thoughts extending once more.

Ten seconds later, Qin Sheng withdrew her gaze and moved into the staircase leading to the underground parking lot to the side.

At the same time, Mo's International.

After finishing his business, Fu Jingheng was about to call his daughter when the computer screen flashed and Mo Xuan's enlarged face appeared on the screen.

Without further explanation, Mo Xuan said directly, "Boss, we've discovered the whereabouts of Moza, the sixth of the seven elders of Black Prison, along with his sixth elite team. They're located in Ancheng, but it's not yet certain whether you're their target."

Fu Jingheng's brows furrowed, and he lowered his voice: "Location."

"At Ancheng Airport, the last point of contact was Terminal 3, after which the trail disappeared."

Upon hearing the name Ancheng Airport, Fu Jingheng inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

It's good if it's not the top school.

"Continue to track it down, and notify me immediately if there is any news."

"Notify Bill to dispatch Major Crimes Team One and Major Crimes Team Three to strictly control all entrances and exits of Ancheng. Detain any suspicious persons on the spot."

"Have Mexico contact the Chinese government and get them to cooperate with Bill's operation."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Transfer a team of shadow guards from the Shadow Department to Chunhe No. 1 Middle School to protect Sheng Sheng... and Qin Zhao as well."

“The Qin family.” Fu Jingheng frowned, thinking of the information he had found some time ago. “Send two shadow guards to keep an eye on them.”

As he spoke, he put on his coat. The next moment, a flash of silver light appeared, and Fu Jingheng was nowhere to be seen in the room.

*

Let's go back twenty minutes.

Qin Zhihuai made no attempt to conceal his whereabouts after leaving the airport.

Although there were many people at the airport, Qin Zhihuai's fans have always been rational, so most of them just watched from a distance, at most they couldn't help but scream a few times. The few who couldn't help but rush up were separated by airport security and Qin Zhihuai's manager and assistant.

Qin Zhihuai smiled faintly.

He had a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes, his gaze lowered, conveying a sense of languor and indifference. He maintained a perfect balance, neither making people feel distant to the point of being unapproachable, nor making people feel uncomfortable.

People watched from afar, trying their best to suppress their excitement.

Just then, Qin Zhihuai paused, and turned his head to look over as if he sensed something.

Not far away was a rest area specially prepared for relatives and friends who came to pick up their loved ones. It was still early, and there weren't many people there, so only a few people were sitting in the large rest area.

Qin Zhihuai's gaze lingered on a man in the third-to-last row, closest to the edge.

Wearing a black baseball cap and mask, which covered most of his face, from the side, all that could be seen were his excessively long black eyelashes and skin that was darker than the average person's.

As if sensing Qin Zhihuai's gaze, the man slowly turned his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes.

When he met Qin Zhihuai, he paused for a few seconds, then reached out and pulled off the mask on his face.

He grinned.

Against his dark skin, his already white teeth appeared even whiter, almost glowing.

His smile was extremely kind and bright, but Qin Zhihuai's eyes narrowed sharply when he saw the man's waving hand.

Her fingertips unconsciously clenched, but she casually looked away.

He continued walking forward as if nothing had happened, but then Qin Zhihuai suddenly stopped and looked at his manager beside him: "I'll go see my sister at school first. I left the gift I prepared for her in my suitcase. I'll go get it."

"Brother Huai..."

The agent was about to say, "I'll go get it," but before he could finish speaking, he saw that the man had already walked quite a distance away.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the elevator.

Qin Zhihuai did not deliberately lower his voice, so a chorus of exclamations immediately arose around him: "Wow, Actor Qin really dotes on his sister! I'm so jealous I'm about to faint!" The gazes of the six bodyguards who remained in place gradually darkened.

They were called bodyguards, but of course they weren't real bodyguards. They were all core members of the Dark Division, and their sole mission was to protect Qin Zhihuai's safety.

The danger lurking around Qin Zhihuai was no less than that of Qin Muyuan, the leader of the secret service. Therefore, the six of them were directly ordered by "the other side" to be assigned to Qin Zhihuai's side.

The six exchanged glances, and four of them went to follow Qin Zhihuai, while the other two split up to carefully search for potential dangers in the airport.

When the elevator arrived at the underground parking lot, Qin Zhihuai did not contact the driver responsible for transporting his luggage as he had said. He glanced around and then walked in a secluded direction until he reached the end of the road before stopping: "Come out."

A long silence followed.

It wasn't until Qin Zhihuai's gaze swept over that the dark-faced, white-toothed man slowly emerged from behind a car.

The man, Moza, grinned and said, "Your perception is indeed sharp."

Qin Zhihuai's gaze darkened, and he said directly, "Hand over what you have in your hand."

Moza opened his right hand and smiled, "Want it?"

Qin Zhihuai's pupils contracted again.

If it was just a vague guess before, now that he could see things clearly, even Qin Zhihuai's heart couldn't help but race.

He recognized what the man was holding.

[Extinction]

A new technology developed by a team of physicists led by his grandfather, Qin Yu...

Still in the experimental stage, it has already fallen into the hands of unknown individuals.

Although it hasn't been formally tested yet, Qin Zhihuai is certain that once this thing...

Thinking of the consequences, Qin Zhihuai's palms became wet with sweat.