I saw the team members holding vacuum cleaner-like machines in their hands, sweeping everywhere in the house, even the walls and ceiling were not spared.
"Are you here to help us clean?" Gong Xiaoran joked and reached for the phone on the table.
"You'd better not do that." Chen Yu glanced at her actions, and the sudden coldness in his eyes startled Gong Xiaoran.
"The only thing I can reveal to you is that this team maintains a very high level of confidentiality. Allowing your subordinates to follow is already the biggest concession we can make. If this information is accidentally leaked, it will no longer be a problem for the Yali Company."
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Special Correspondent. I just want to check the message."
Gong Xiaoran did want to record the video just now, but after Shen Yu's warning, he gave up the idea.
She could only pretend to look at the instruments casually, trying her best to put all the details into her head.
"You seem very interested in these things?"
"It would be a lie to say you weren't interested. Mr. Special Correspondent, wouldn't you be interested in something you haven't seen before?"
"But you seem too focused. Is this an order from your general manager? Is she that scared?"
"I don't understand what you mean. We are just businessmen."
"He's not just an ordinary businessman. I heard there's a new owner of this dark street."
"This is the ninth ring of Tianhai City. Small businesses like us will naturally only follow the arrangements of Yali Company."
There was murderous intent hidden in the plain words. Gong Xiaoran did not expect Chen Yu to be so aggressive. The two of them fought secretly, but neither of them could get anything out of him.
Not long after, several teams finally completed the task.
"A set of reports, no abnormalities."
"Group Two reports, no abnormalities."
Shen Yu continued to issue orders calmly:
"You two teams go outside to reinforce and expand the search radius to one hundred meters."
Gong Xiaoran looked at his calm face and found a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Her brain was also working rapidly, constantly thinking about the divine technology she had encountered before, which was like a miracle to them, the monks.
This kind of machine might be used to search for traces of spells?
Gong Xiaoran recalled the illusion Chu Yao used on the day she was rescued. She told the story herself later, and only to Gong Xiaoran.
So until now, some members of the Cat Tail Gang who are unaware of the truth still think that those weapons are real.
The people who searched the store didn't find any traces. Either too much time had passed and the traces disappeared, or the machines were used to check other things.
They still know too little about the methods of these celestial beings.
I hope Sister Chu can gain something from this trip...
Nearly half an hour later, all the teams responsible for searching outside completed their mission.
"Captain Shen, we've checked the area within a hundred meters, but there's nothing unusual."
Shen Yu frowned and doubted himself for the first time.
Did I really make a wrong judgment?
That day, he and Xu Xinxin went to the small restaurant for dinner and accidentally heard about Chu Xiaoye. Then the intelligence department in the patrol team brought the information about this person's independent gang.
A man without any background, who was working in a restaurant the day before, suddenly became the leader of a gang the next day and occupied most of the territory in the dark street.
The contrast between the two is so great that it makes people suspicious.
Shen Yu had no interest in these gang fights. He just instinctively felt that Chu Xiaoye was suspicious, so he started some investigation.
The most suspicious point is the identity of Chu Xiaoye. Apart from a Feiyu account with a few hundred fans, there is nothing else. He also specifically checked the population records of Yali Company, but there was no such name as Chu Xiaoye.
Yari Corporation owns three planets and has a population of nearly 10 billion. The census could indeed contain errors. Either this person was truly missed, or the name was fabricated. Shen Yu preferred to believe the latter.
Combined with the previous slave records and blurry drone footage from the Beishan Mine, it was confirmed that the two fugitives were female, which was even more of a coincidence.
Changing one's name after escaping is a common tactic used by fugitives.
What really made Chen Yu hold on to Chu Yao was the "women's army" that many people saw.
On that day, many people saw "Chu Xiaoye" bring a group of girls holding various weapons and drive out the people from the Fish Head Gang; many people who were present at the time saw it with their own eyes, and they were extremely clear witnesses.
But in her subsequent actions, no one saw this group of people again, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.
According to Shen Yu's idea, since these girls have disappeared, could it be that they were "created" and it is a kind of ability of psychics?
But the results given by the patrol team were a bit disappointing.
The psychic measuring instruments they are equipped with are the latest research results of the "Fanlongdi Research Center". Although bulky, they are accurate and can detect traces of psychic activity remaining on objects within three months. Once any traces are found, the machine will issue an early warning.
Is it really a misjudgment on my part?
Logically speaking, if Chu Yao knew what was going on in Chen Yu's mind at this moment, she would definitely break out in a cold sweat. Her intuition about danger was indeed correct.
She had tried her best to hide her identity as a monk, but unexpectedly, the special envoy still saw through some clues!
The reason why the machine did not respond was because she was not using the "human creation technique" but the shadow technique.
As mentioned earlier, this illusion technique works directly on the bodies of others, "planting what you think in your heart before their eyes."
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