Chapter 70 For You, a Citywide Manhunt
"Ning Shuyin!" Situ Linchen called out.
There was no response except for his echo.
"Miss Ning!"
"Xiao Ning".
Mu Ze, the president, and the director all called out.
However, there was still no response.
The president was anxious, but dared not say for sure that Ning Shuyin was not here—he knew how complicated the structure here was.
With Situ Linchen's keen perception, he naturally noticed this.
His gaze swept over the suspended structures.
Cargo in the air creates numerous visual obstructions and blind spots, making it impossible to see through them at a glance.
"How many blind spots are there here?" he asked the president behind him, who looked nervous.
“Reporting to the Marshal,” the chairman’s voice trembled, “B18 is an older model of magnetic storage bin. In order to maximize the use of vertical space, it has many blind spots in its storage locations! And…”
"And what?"
Seeing the chairman's expression of wanting to say something but not being able to explain it clearly, the warehouse director quickly chimed in: "When the warehouse is closed, the magnetic matrix will automatically reassemble, and the entire cargo hold will rotate like a Rubik's Cube, eventually reaching an angle where the overall force is most stable and energy consumption is lowest."
"The current layout is the static state after the original positions have been restored."
Situ Linchen's expression showed impatience, and he pointed to the control panel.
"What are you waiting for? Unravel this Rubik's Cube!"
The logistics director didn't dare to delay and rushed back to the control panel to start the recovery process.
With a deep rumble, the massive warehouse was rearranged once again.
Situ Linchen stared at those coffin-like dead corners, his face ashen.
Such a confined space, once a person is trapped inside...
"President, according to the Alliance's warehouse safety regulations, is it permissible to send non-logistics personnel into the high-risk magnetic warehouse for operations?" Situ Linchen asked sternly.
The president was terrified enough today and dared not hide anything.
He said cautiously, "Under normal circumstances, it is not allowed. If there is a special need, it must be approved by both me and the logistics director."
“Very good.” Situ Linchen’s gaze was stern. “Then, I would like to see your approval records.”
The president's face drained of all color in an instant.
That damned vice president always bosses his employees around. He disregards all rules when it comes to dispatching workers; we never even submitted any approvals to him.
He had no idea that Ning Shuyin had been sent to organize the warehouse.
Seeing that the president couldn't answer, Situ Linchen exuded a violent killing intent.
He directly ordered Muzer: "Record this. The Rose Society has engaged in risky practices that placed its staff in dangerous, confined spaces. Have the investigators gather evidence, and the military will hold them directly accountable."
The president and director were ashen-faced, cursing the troublesome vice president a thousand times over in their hearts.
With a final crash, the warehouse was completely restored.
The group began a thorough search.
However, after searching around, they still couldn't find the person.
"Marshal, could it be that Miss Ning... has indeed left?" Mu Ze walked to Situ Linchen's side and said in a low voice.
Situ Linchen did not answer.
His gaze was drawn to the edge of a metal box not far away.
He strode over and picked up a small piece of cloth from the sharp corner of the box.
It's the same material used for the uniforms worn by the Rose Society staff.
She was wearing that same outfit when she first met him.
The fabric was torn into small pieces, but wear and tear was still visible at the edges.
But what horrified him most was the trace of dark red blood on it.
The surface of the box had obvious scratches, indicating that someone had kicked and struggled there.
Moreover, he had just witnessed that these boxes formed a very narrow blind spot before they were flipped over.
The air pressure around Situ Linchen instantly dropped to freezing point.
Mu Ze also clearly saw this scene, and his expression was equally tense.
"Activate Level A clearance, blockade all areas surrounding the Rose Society, and check all surveillance footage, both public and private, find them all." After giving the order, Situ Linchen turned to leave.
"Wait...wait! Marshal!"
The warehouse manager, standing beside the control panel, pointed to a system log that had just been refreshed on the screen and shouted:
"There's an alert in the system log! A cargo box went missing 15 minutes ago."
Situ Linchen's expression changed.
Bloodstained clothing, missing cargo containers. There are too many potential dangers.
"Where did the cargo container go?" he demanded sharply.
"It seems..." the warehouse manager stammered, "that it's going through the waste disposal outlet."
"Waste discharge outlet? Where does this channel lead?"
"Reporting to the Marshal, it could be a biological waste processing chamber, a combustible waste incineration plant, or... a recyclable waste trading point."
Upon hearing these place names, Situ Linchen's face contorted with rage. His entire being seemed to radiate energy.
Muze quickly stepped forward, unfolded the combat terminal on his wrist, and listed all the ground units that were currently not in combat status.
Situ Linchen glanced at it and gave the order:
"Chase it! Send out the A-Star Crisis Support Team and intercept this box."
After giving the order, he turned around and strode out.
Mu Ze jogged to catch up while deploying troops.
The chairman, covered in sweat, clasped his hands together and muttered prayers in the quiet warehouse.
"Miss Ning, please, please don't let anything happen to you..."
The black hovercar streaked across the night sky, leaving a silver-blue trail.
Mu Ze stared at the screen, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Marshal, this logistics box is using underground public logistics pipelines and is currently moving towards... the commercial area?"
At this moment, several "Night Owl" type combat drones are flying low below the hovercar.
Dozens of "hunting dogs" could be vaguely seen in the shadows beneath the vehicle.
The hound's appearance is not that of a mechanical dog, but rather a humanoid creature with light limbs—the Alliance's latest adaptive ground combat tracker.
At this moment, they are moving at an astonishing speed, in sync with the hovercar.
The sensors from both teams scanned the surrounding environment without any blind spots.
The target is a red dot on the holographic map representing a logistics container.
Ten minutes later.
Situ Linchen's hovercar landed at its destination.
The area has been cleared. Citizens have been asked to leave, and yellow and white laser-coated barriers have been erected.
At low altitude, the "Night Owl" drones circled, forming an encirclement.
On the ground, the "Hound" robot is in position. Its weapons are aimed at an open space in front of a package pickup area.
The hunt is underway, all preparations complete.
Situ Linchen got out of the car with a heavy atmosphere, followed by Mu Ze, who looked nervous.
"Marshal, everything is ready. The only exit of the logistics channel is just ahead," Muze glanced at the tactical terminal, "The crates will arrive in one minute."
Situ Linchen nodded.
He glanced at the formation. Judging from his expression, he was fairly satisfied with this efficient and deadly force.
However, he looked around and frowned again.
The large light screen in front of the square is playing the trailer for the latest movie, "Speedy Heartbeat".
"What's going on there? Are they filming a new movie?"
"These days, who needs to film on location? It's probably some big shot's package that's arrived."
Is it really necessary?
"We've been seen! That man is terrifying! Let's run!"
Those audience members heading to the cinema were clearly shocked by the situation inside the cordon and quickened their pace.
Situ Linchen originally thought that the logistics box would be sent to the suburbs, or a chaotic garbage dump, or even some black market.
result……
The destination of the logistics box was surprisingly a bustling commercial district.
He looked away and focused on the pickup slot.
The one-minute countdown has ended.
The floor in front of the green self-service locker creaked and groaned.
The two-meter square passageway door slid open slowly.
A Flash Delivery vehicle appears.
It has a rectangular logistics box on its top.
The Night Owl drone hovering overhead quietly unfurled its metal capture net, which shimmered with electricity.
around.
A "whoosh" sound rang out.
The hound's laser weapon has completed its charge and is waiting for the order to fire, instantly annihilating the enemy.
A soft "click" sound.
The box lit up with a green light indicating it was unlocked.
Then, the lid slowly opened.
Situ Linchen stepped forward and peered into the open box.
An unexpected smell wafted over.
His usually stern, icy face suddenly became contorted with complex emotions.
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