Ling Yichen looked at the men in black blocking the exit with fierce expressions. His hand, gripping the decoder, trembled slightly with anger and tension. The sharp alarm blared in his ears, but he had only one thought in his mind: to break through the encirclement with the secret of the new drama. However, the desperate situation before him made this seemingly simple idea seem unattainable.

The alarm in the room continued to blare shrilly, like countless steel needles piercing Ling Yichen and the girl's eardrums, making them dizzy. The acrid smell of gunpowder had somehow permeated the air, mixing with the already present chemical odor, making breathing unbearably painful. Ling Yichen struggled to focus his vision in the dim light and billowing smoke, looking at the wolf-like men in black before him. A wave of despair washed over him, but it was quickly replaced by the will to survive and his obsession with the secret of the new drama.

“We can’t just sit here and wait to die,” Ling Yichen said softly to the girl, his voice low but firm. The girl nodded vigorously, her hands gripping Ling Yichen’s clothes tightly, her palms sweaty, the dampness conveying her fear.

Ling Yichen quickly scanned his surroundings, trying to find another way out. The room was filled with various instruments and equipment, casting eerie shadows in the dim light. He noticed a large ventilation duct in one corner of the room, its opening blocked by an iron gate. Perhaps he could escape from there, but opening the iron gate would be no easy task.

The men in black pressed closer, their weapons gleaming coldly in the lamplight. Each heavy footstep echoed through the room, sending chills down everyone's spine. The leader of the men in black sneered, "Hand over the decoder, and you won't be able to escape today."

Ling Yichen ignored him and slowly moved towards the ventilation duct, the girl following closely behind him. Suddenly, a man in black rushed forward, his club aimed at Ling Yichen's head. Ling Yichen dodged to the side, the club grazing his shoulder and creating a whooshing sound. Ling Yichen then kicked the man in black in the stomach, who groaned and staggered back a few steps.

"Watch out!" the girl screamed in terror. Ling Yichen turned his head and saw another man in black attacking from the side, his dagger aimed straight at his chest. Ling Yichen quickly blocked with his arm, the dagger tearing his sleeve, leaving a shallow bloodstain on his arm, the stench of blood instantly filling the air.

Ignoring the pain, Ling Yichen grabbed the man in black's wrist and twisted it forcefully, causing the dagger to fall to the ground with a crisp sound. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Yichen and the girl quickened their pace and finally arrived at the ventilation duct.

Ling Yichen pulled hard on the iron fence, but it was firmly fixed to the wall and wouldn't budge. He was frantic; sweat streamed down his forehead, and his vision blurred. Just then, the girl spotted a wrench nearby and quickly picked it up, handing it to Ling Yichen.

Ling Yichen took the wrench and began to tighten the screws on the iron fence. The screws were very difficult to tighten because of the rust, and each tightening made a creaking sound, as if telling the story of the vicissitudes of time. Sweat slid down Ling Yichen's cheeks and dripped onto the cold ground. His arms ached from the effort, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Just as Ling Yichen was about to unscrew the last screw, the men in black surrounded him again. They waved their weapons and shouted incomprehensible slogans, their voices sounding particularly frantic amidst the sirens. Ling Yichen quickened his pace, and finally, the last screw was removed.

He forcefully pushed open the iron gate, and a damp, musty smell wafted out of the ventilation duct, making him nauseous. Ling Yichen didn't care about anything else and was the first to crawl into the ventilation duct, with the girl following closely behind.

They crawled desperately through the narrow ventilation ducts, which were filled with dust, making each breath dry and stinging. Behind them, the shouts and sounds of men in black chasing them echoed through the ducts, as if they might catch up at any moment.

After climbing for a while, Ling Yichen found that the pipe ahead was blocked, as if something was stuck in it. He pushed hard, but the thing didn't budge.

"What should we do? There's a traffic jam ahead," the girl said anxiously.

Ling Yichen's heart sank; he knew the situation had become even more critical. He pushed the obstruction again with all his might, and suddenly, he noticed a sliver of light peeking through the edge of the obstruction.

"There seems to be an exit here. Let's push it open together," Ling Yichen said to the girl.

Working together, the two pushed hard against the obstruction. The obstruction slowly moved, and a breath of fresh air rushed in through the gap, invigorating them. Finally, the obstruction was pushed aside, and they found themselves in an abandoned warehouse.

The warehouse was filled with dilapidated goods, and dim light filtered through holes in the roof, forming golden beams of light. The air was thick with a musty smell, mixed with a faint odor of engine oil. Ling Yichen and the girl moved cautiously through the warehouse, wary of their surroundings.

Suddenly, Ling Yichen's phone rang. He took it out, and an unfamiliar number appeared on the screen. He hesitated for a moment, then pressed the answer button.

"Hey, who are you?" Ling Yichen asked warily.

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Want to know the full secret of the new drama? Come to the abandoned dock alone in an hour, or this secret will be lost forever." With that, the other party hung up.

Ling Yichen's face turned extremely grim. He knew this was another trap, but he had no other choice. The secret of the new drama was within reach; he couldn't give up.

"What's wrong?" The girl asked worriedly when she saw Ling Yichen's expression.

Ling Yichen told the girl what had happened on the phone, and the girl's expression turned very unpleasant.

“This is too dangerous, it’s clearly a trap!” the girl said.

Ling Yichen took a deep breath: "I know, but I have to go. The secret of the new drama is there, and I can't let all our previous efforts go to waste."

After saying that, Ling Yichen ignored the girl's attempts to stop him and walked towards the abandoned dock. His figure appeared particularly lonely in the dimly lit warehouse, as if he were about to be swallowed by the darkness.

What awaits him at the abandoned dock? Is it the truth behind the new drama's secret, or an even more deadly trap? Can Ling Yichen uncover the secret of the new drama amidst these numerous crises and save it from dire straits? Everything remains uncertain, and Ling Yichen is stepping deeper and deeper into the abyss of fate, awaiting an unknown judgment…