Sun Cheng sat in a van parked by the roadside, blowing on it and drinking the remaining soup from his instant noodles.
One hand was watching the second-level side, inquiring about the progress.
"Each group reports on the tracking progress."
The tracking team's progress was soon relayed through the earpiece.
"Target number five has left his residence."
"Target number two has arrived at the supermarket to shop."
"Target number four arrived at their meeting place ahead of schedule."
"Numbers six, seven, and eight boarded the bus to the gathering place."
"Target number three is still at home and there's no movement. Wait, target number three is leaving his residence."
Sun Cheng slowly finished the last sip of instant noodle soup, but after waiting for a while, he still didn't hear any reports from the people tracking Target Number One.
"Group One, please report your situation."
But there was still no response from the headphones.
The expressions of the other people in the van also turned serious. Sun Cheng put the empty instant noodle box into the trash can in the car and flipped through a stack of documents next to him again.
Wang Shenyu, male, Han ethnicity, 19 years old, a high school graduate, was admitted to Jiangda University with an excellent score 30 points above the admission cutoff. The time and strength of his magical abilities are unknown.
Because these people were still students and hadn't done anything outrageous, they hadn't been noticed before.
Until the Angels issued a formal note, the Humans, through their council and other friendly races, pressured the Humans to agree in principle to purge the Demon faction, provided they did not relinquish the right to dispose of their own people, and the Angels could assist in the process.
As China's specialized agency for dealing with paranormal events, the Fifth Special Operations Group naturally took on this task first.
At this point, a comprehensive, detailed, and targeted investigation was launched across the country and even in neighboring countries, and some clues that had not been noticed before were gradually discovered.
This group of students, who formed a demon-themed clique, finally came to the attention of the authorities.
However, even though they were discovered, because there were many similar organizations or small sects within the vast scope of surveillance, the small group of students did not attract much attention. The fact that some of the direct subordinates of the Fifth Category Special Operations were dispatched was already because there were suspected "magic" users among them.
There was still no response from the first group of headphones, and Sun Cheng had a bad feeling.
"Target number one... Target number one is still at home, no abnormalities!"
The first group of members responded through the earpiece, instantly dispelling the tense atmosphere.
"Phew~ Why didn't you respond just now? Why did it take so long?"
"Oops, Dali just accidentally turned on the car's jammer."
"Is he sleepwalking? Be careful, we're not dealing with petty thieves. Okay, keep in touch!"
With communication cut off, the people in the van relaxed a little.
"How did these guys pass the special operations team's graduation training?"
"Hey, the quality of new recruits these days is getting worse and worse!"
"Do the people in the special admissions office only look at physical fitness and not mental fitness? Look how nervous they are."
"That's right!"
...
Wang Shenyu breathed a sigh of relief, his face pale and covered in cold sweat.
Has this day finally come?
The person in the passenger seat, who had their eyes closed, put down the walkie-talkie and immediately went limp.
The three people in the car in front of him had already passed out. He had just managed to get away with it by using his still-unskilled mental manipulation.
To be honest, taking down these three men wasn't difficult, but the moment the walkie-talkie rang, it almost scared his heart out.
Originally, after the college entrance examination, countless senior high school students let loose and had a lot of fun.
After Wang Shenyu's grades came out, he became the epitome of "someone else's child." He spent the entire summer vacation having a great time with his friends, playing games, fishing, and of course, holding regular gatherings.
The Vatican news a while ago still sparked gossip and speculation among these few students who were followers of evil.
After all, he was from the demon faction, so he was always particularly interested in things that were related to God and angels.
They all knew that many demons might want to come to the "main world." At some point, the higher-level demons began to frequently ask them to perform rituals. Through analysis, the group concluded that these rituals were more like keys to opening passages.
This is not difficult to analyze, because the symbolic representations of rituals always involve simple drawings of eyes, doors, keys, etc., and many have similar plots. They also already knew that the demons they had previously encountered were either projections or brief afterimages, and none of them could stay for long, let alone come to reality in their true form.
Well, since they didn't know the specifics, Shenyu and the others automatically projected some of the wish-fulfillment scenarios they had read into reality, believing that they were in the main world, and that there might even be heaven and hell or something.
Wang Shenyu had long noticed that the world was changing, and his own power was also growing stronger, even leading to some amazing applications.
Excitement is sometimes accompanied by a sense of apprehension.
Shen Yu is not an extremist, but he understands that having made a deal with the devil, he can no longer be an ordinary person. Of course, if he had a choice, his trajectory might not have changed.
Sure enough, in the last two days, my keen senses have been constantly reminding me that something is about to happen.
Today was the agreed-upon gathering day. As Shenyu was going down the stairs, he inexplicably used his newly acquired mental ability and received a targeted malice.
They soon discovered that the person monitoring them was watching them.
Black scientists? Government departments? Research slides?
A series of unfriendly words flashed through my mind.
Being a demon type, I don't seem to belong to the category of people who would be treated kindly.
The mental ability acted like a listening device, helping Shen Yu understand some information and knowing that the operation was about to be completed. In order to learn more, he nervously knocked down the monitor.
But these people are clearly not ordinary people; they have definitely received professional training. My mental abilities are almost unable to break through their mental defenses, and I can only barely understand a little bit of their minds.
But what should I do? The message I just received on the walkie-talkie told me that the other seven classmates were also being monitored, and contacting them would be tantamount to walking into a trap.
Despite his extraordinary abilities, Wang Shenyu still felt that he was no match for a few guns, and at least he didn't want to try that possibility at the moment.
Run away? But what about my family? I don't know where to go. Don't run away? What about myself?
After a moment of anxiety, Wang Shenyu gradually calmed down.
Since I have no way to decide, let those who do decide!
With that thought in mind, Shenyu rushed home, grabbed a hooded jacket, and then rode his electric scooter in one direction.
...
Inside the van, Sun Cheng's eyelids had been twitching since the beginning, and the twitching was getting worse and worse, with an eerie feeling that something bad was about to happen.
"My eyelids have been twitching. Don't you guys feel like something's about to happen?"
"No..."
"Boss, haven't you been getting enough rest?"
"Yeah, it's superstition!"
Sun Cheng gave the man who called him superstitious a hard flick on the forehead.
"What we're doing now is exactly what used to be called superstitious work!"
This superstitious statement reminded Sun Cheng that his sixth sense and other things could no longer be considered superstition, but after thinking about it, he still felt uneasy.
"Each group reports on their situation!"
The monitoring team's situation was reported one by one through the headset, but this time, Team One went silent again.
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