Rong Jiaojiao and Zhang Zekai exchanged a glance and tacitly walked around to the other side of the alley.
Zi Ling leaped lightly from her arms onto the wall, her purple pupils gleaming in the shadows.
"Master, he's gone inside. This house..." Zi Ling sniffed the air and transmitted her voice, "Master, there's the smell of gunpowder!"
Needless to say, Rong Jiaojiao and Zhang Zekai had already discovered the large amount of explosives in the house's basement through their divine senses.
Zhang Zekai left with a solemn expression, found a quiet place, set up a barrier, and then spoke.
Zhang Zekai asked Rong Jiaojiao, "What does Junior Sister Rong think?"
Rong Jiaojiao said, "I suspect that the man in the black Zhongshan suit today is an enemy agent, and he is probably trying to carry out some plan against our country by controlling these ordinary workers."
Zhang Zekai nodded: "That's what I think too."
"So what do we do now?"
After pondering for a moment, Zhang Zekai said, "Let's first find out about that man in the trench coat, and then go back and report after we find out his approximate location."
Rong Jiaojiao felt something was amiss and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, this person has so much explosives; we can't take the risk. You go back and report first, I'll go track down the man in black."
Zhang Zekai knew this was the best course of action, but he was worried about Rong Jiaojiao acting alone.
Seeing that she was about to dissuade her, Rong Jiaojiao said, "Don't worry, I won't alert them or take any risks."
Zhang Zekai frowned, clearly still hesitant.
Seeing this, Rong Jiaojiao took out a cyan jade talisman and shook it, her voice firm: "I have a protective jade talisman given to me by my master. If I encounter danger, I can hold out until you arrive."
Zi Ling raised her little head and squeaked, "I will protect my master too!"
Zhang Zekai was also aware of the dangers of those explosives. If he used his lightness technique, it would take him at most half an hour to go back and forth.
Thinking of this, he said no more, quickly made a hand seal, and tied a golden thread around Rong Jiaojiao's wrist: "This is a telepathic talisman, which allows me to sense your location."
After saying that, he handed over three more purple lightning talismans, his voice deep and powerful: "Detonate them immediately if you encounter danger."
Just as Rong Jiaojiao finished putting away the talisman, Zhang Zekai affixed an invisibility talisman to himself, and in a flash, he disappeared without a trace, as if he had never existed at all.
Rong Jiaojiao, carrying Ziling, lowered her head and returned to the restaurant, but a sharp glint remained in her eyes.
Upon arriving at the restaurant entrance, Zi Ling twitched her nose, trying to track the man in the black Zhongshan suit through the mixed smells.
"Master, he's headed towards the dock!" Zi Ling's voice rang out urgently in her mind, tinged with tension.
Rong Jiaojiao's eyes narrowed, and she quickly chased after the direction Zi Ling had indicated, her steps light and swift, like a gust of wind.
—The direction of the dock means he might want to evacuate by water, or... there's something more important there!
She dared not be careless, moving quickly while remaining vigilant about her surroundings.
Suddenly, the gold thread on her wrist felt slightly warm—this was Zhang Zekai confirming her location using the teleportation talisman.
Rong Jiaojiao ignored it and continued to track them down.
Meanwhile, Zhang Zekai quickly returned to report to Leng Muya. In order not to disturb the demonic spirit within the black-clad man, they had no choice but to monitor him for the time being.
Meanwhile, Leng Muya, Zhang Zekai, and Chen Pengfei drove to chase after Rong Jiaojiao.
More than two hours later, Rong Jiaojiao approached the dock.
The dock area here is extremely large, with cargo areas, passenger areas, and warehouse areas interspersed, and the flow of people is complex, making it the best place to hide and transfer.
"Ziling, can you sense his exact location?" Rong Jiaojiao asked in a low voice, her voice tinged with urgency.
Zi Ling closed her eyes and sensed for a moment, then transmitted her voice, "His aura is still moving forward."
Zi Ling pointed her little paw at a warehouse area deep inside the dock: "Master, he stopped near the warehouse with the red roof on the far east side!"
Using the containers as cover, Rong Jiaojiao slowly approached.
Rong Jiaojiao found a secluded corner and put Zi Ling into her little secret realm. She then concealed all her cultivation, appearing just like an ordinary person.
Rong Jiaojiao held her breath and quietly approached the red-roofed warehouse. The damp sea breeze, carrying a salty smell, masked the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from her. The iron door of the warehouse was ajar, and low voices could be heard coming from inside.
She pressed herself against the wall, listening intently—
"Are the goods ready?" a man's voice asked, cold and hoarse.
"There's another batch; according to the news, it should arrive tonight."
The hoarse voice rang out again: "Very good. Once you arrive, pack everything up immediately and ship it out before dawn."
“Yes,” another voice hesitated, “how should we arrange the workers to move the goods?”
The hoarse male voice was cold: "They have been corrupted by the demonic seed and will not live past tomorrow. Let's make the best of them and let them disappear along with the warehouse."
"Yes," the other person answered without hesitation.
Rong Jiaojiao felt a chill run down her spine. Sure enough, these workers were just pawns being used!
She secretly extended a wisp of her divine sense, peering through the crack in the door to investigate—
The warehouse was filled with wooden crates. The man in the trench coat stood in the center, holding a dark red bead in his hand. Next to him stood a short man, and around him stood five workers with vacant eyes.
Even more terrifying, dozens of explosive charges were piled up in a box in the corner of the warehouse.
Based on the conversation just now, Rong Jiaojiao guessed that these people planned to secretly move the goods away from here tonight and then blow up the place to cover up their crimes.
She was secretly anxious; time was of the essence, and she had to stop their plan as soon as possible.
However, she knew that her strength was limited and that if she alerted the enemy, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Just then, the gold thread on her wrist started to heat up again. Rong Jiaojiao immediately left. She decided to meet up with Zhang Zekai and the others first and then report to them to see how to proceed.
Rong Jiaojiao avoided the route the man in the black Zhongshan suit might take on his way back and stopped to wait for Zhang Zekai and the others.
Not long after, the black sedan stopped in front of Rong Jiaojiao.
Leng Muya's face appeared, and she said, "Get in the car!"
Rong Jiaojiao quickly got into the car, and the car immediately turned around and left the dock.
Seeing that she was safe and sound, Leng Muya was relieved and asked, "Did you find anything?"
Rong Jiaojiao recounted the events in detail, concluding, "I suspect the cargo ship that came to transport goods at night was from another country, or it was one of our own ships that has already been controlled."
Leng Muya nodded: "Your guesses are all possible. If we want to bring this matter to a close, we must report it to higher authorities and see if the military or the public security organs will cooperate with us."
Rong Jiaojiao said, "Should we let that man go back and use a long line to catch a big fish?"
Leng Muya tapped her fingers lightly on her knee, a sharp glint in her eyes: "No, that man in the black Zhongshan suit has a demonic seed inside him, which could go out of control at any moment."
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