The security at the scene was very high. Members of the special team were keeping a close watch from the rooftop, constantly scanning the onlookers. They were particularly concerned about those like Song Wuli who were watching from inside the building.
Was there also a portal in the small supermarket downstairs, or had they found something else?
He suddenly remembered something Huang Yi had mentioned: a batch of new sensors was going to be transported to Yiri City for installation within The Alliance. Were they installing the new sensors now? Didn’t he say they wouldn’t arrive until next month? There was still some time before next month.
He wanted to ask Huang Yi again, but the thought of Huang Yi’s mocking tone made Song Wuli drop the idea.
Checking the group chat of the three sisters—Gold, Silver, and Red—he saw they were also talking about the Eastern Alliance’s actions today.
On their side, they also found soldiers going door-to-door asking about the portals.
Ordinary people naturally didn’t know they were portals; there were only some baseless rumors and guesses.
Today, they also questioned Huan Hong and Jin Luan. They naturally denied it and claimed they didn’t know what those things were.
As a result, just like Huang Yi said, as soon as the soldiers questioned them, they started talking about it in the group.
If someone investigated the soldiers’ current questioning progress and looked into who was questioned a minute ago, they really could discover their identities.
They had made the same mistake as Song Wuli.
Fortunately, they were only chatting about it in the three sisters’ group, so there was no major problem for now.
Thanks to the strong opposition from the Witch Faction over the years, the Human Alliance currently cannot monitor APP communication records. There are laws blocking them, providing cover for the privacy of magic girls.
Jin Luan and Huan Hong had many speculations about the soldiers’ questioning, but they didn’t reach the correct conclusion. It seemed they hadn’t asked Huang Yi.
Their level of dependence on Huang Yi wasn’t high enough. There were gaps in age, identity, and standpoint. These small reasons led to them not liking to seek out Huang Yi when things happened.
In contrast, Song Wuli and Huang Yi were of the same gender and relatively close in age, so they could naturally talk more openly.
Jin Luan and Huan Hong occasionally chatted a bit late at night, but they didn’t mention the special team and the failure team breaking through concrete. It seemed they hadn’t encountered that situation on their side.
To avoid exposing his identity, Song Wuli didn’t mention the concrete breaking in the group.
He continued to watch. The machinery was still making noise, sounding very loud in the middle of the night.
Why hasn’t the Goddess of Contracts made a move yet? This is nerve-wracking.
Old Song went back to his workstation and continued working for ten minutes. Disturbed by his anxious mood and the noisy environment, he couldn’t work peacefully and had to put it down to continue idling.
He idled like this until 23:00 late at night, and still, nothing happened.
But Old Song knew that something big was coming. The Goddess of Contracts would not miss this confrontation.
Thinking of this, he found another spot in the office area to stay, a place without surveillance cameras.
Then he took out his silver phone and found a spot to record himself.
Finally, he sat in a chair to rest and waited.
Time gradually reached 23:10.
Rhythmic footsteps echoed in the silent company. It was the sound of high heels, but not the sound of Yin Lin’s shoes. The weight didn’t sound right, and the stride was also different from Yin Lin’s. It was someone else.
Song Wuli took a desk lamp from a nearby colleague’s desk and held it in his hand like a baseball bat.
He prepared for an attack.
Originally, he wanted to use his indestructible magic wand as a weapon, but that thing was too important. He didn’t dare let others see it easily, nor did he dare play around with it.
The desk lamp in his hand would have to do for now.
After waiting for half a minute, the footsteps stopped at the door of the copywriting group.
After a short pause, the other party entered. They first went to the neighboring Copywriting Group One. They probably saw the sign for Group One and realized they were in the wrong place, as they turned back and reached the door of Copywriting Group Two.
From this detail, Song Wuli once again ruled out the possibility of the other party being Yin Lin or the Goddess of Contracts.
If it were him, it would be impossible to mistake the company he had worked at for so many years. He knew the location of Copywriting Group Two even with his eyes closed.
The footsteps sounded again, and the other party walked in.
After entering Group Two’s office area, she stopped.
She locked eyes with Song Wuli in the corner, and both sides discovered each other.
That was a woman with a very provocative figure. Counting her shoes, she was estimated to be 175cm tall. Compared to those magic girls, this woman’s height was quite tall.
She wore a large trench coat, and underneath it seemed to be a bodysuit. The trench coat was used as a cover.
She also wore a mask covering her face—a plastic mask of a red-faced, long-bearded general.
Definitely not someone he knew. In Old Song’s social circle, there was no one whose figure matched this person.
“Are you a man or a woman?” Even though he could tell she was a woman, Song Wuli still asked.
This caused the other party to chuckle, and her voice was quite pleasant.
“Alright, hand it over. Don’t waste my time,” the woman spoke.
As soon as these words were out, Song Wuli knew he hadn’t mistaken her. This person was indeed here for the Gravity Orb.
Thus, he immediately brandished the desk lamp and charged over.
It was a new move he had just learned while looking at his phone, called Sweep Across a Thousand Armies.
It involved a rapid sprint, just as Old Song was doing now, while also paying attention to controlling his left and right footwork. When sprinting in front of the enemy, the left foot needed to land, and then the right hand could exert the maximum force to swing an object and attack.
It was like a three-step layup in basketball; the requirements for footwork were very high.
Song Wuli perfectly closed in to within two meters and perfectly controlled his left foot’s landing. Just as he was about to swing the desk lamp to deliver a fatal blow to this masked woman—
The other party stood motionless, pulled out a pistol equipped with a silencer, and aimed it at Song Wuli.
Old Song immediately stopped in his tracks, standing there drenched in sweat, maintaining a frozen posture.
“That’s not fair.” Old Song still wanted to argue for his failure.
“Stop the nonsense. Give it to me.” The woman didn’t seem to want to talk trash with him.
“I don’t believe you’ll kill me.” Song Wuli continued to swing the desk lamp in his hand. He unleashed a Sweep Across a Thousand Armies, hitting the woman’s wrist and knocking the pistol out of her hand.
The next second, the woman stepped back two paces, pulled out another silenced pistol from her person, and aimed it at Old Song again.
Old Song wanted to continue being stubborn, but the woman finally fired, hitting the floor with a single shot.
To put it simply, the moment Old Song didn’t consider that the opponent had a gun, he had already lost. He just didn’t want to admit it, trying to use the fact that the opponent didn’t dare kill him to play foul.
Since he was already playing foul, he would play foul to the end. Old Song ignored the other party’s pistol and charged in, wanting to perform a locking technique he had learned online.
It had been effective against Green Field and the thief.
However, after just two steps, his shin was blocked by the woman’s high heel, causing him to lose balance and fall over.
The woman lightly turned to avoid him and watched him fall.
Then she used a chair to pin Old Song down so he couldn’t get up. Finally, she unzipped the bird’s nest and, with a look of extreme disgust, took the egg from inside.
Where did the Goddess of Contracts find this person? Her skills are so good.