I discovered a world bug.

Showy.

A man wearing an ordinary travel T-shirt got off the train at Mengxiu Station. He carried a suitcase in one hand and took out his ID card to swipe open the exit gate with the other.

The screen displayed the words "Verification Passed". On the ID card, next to an unremarkable headshot photo, was an unremarkable name.

Feng Xuan.

A man named Feng Xuan walked through the turnstile, and with a "bang," his suitcase hit the turnstile's barrier.

The staff member standing next to the turnstile glanced over subconsciously, smiled apologetically, and nodded to the other person.

The ticket inspector looked away, but the smile on his face didn't disappear.

It looks like it's welded onto his face.

As he walked out of the station hall along the exit passage, the hot wind from southern Yunnan hit him in the face. He exhaled a couple of breaths, and the slightly stiff muscles on his face finally relaxed.

Like all high-speed rail stations, this small station is also full of unlicensed taxi drivers.

The calls for passengers were incessant, and some drivers even walked right up to him and asked him where he wanted to go in their local dialect or broken Mandarin.

"I don't understand, I don't understand."

"We have a car! We have a car!"

Feng Xuan put on a smile again and waved his hand repeatedly.

A driver rushed forward and, somewhat rudely, tried to snatch the luggage from his hands to solicit passengers. He suddenly turned around, withdrew his hand, and his expression changed.

His eyes were fixed on the driver, who took two steps back, seemingly startled.

But it was only for a moment before Feng Xuan returned to normal.

"Really, it's not necessary. I already called a car."

As he spoke, he walked past the driver toward the square in front of the station.

Behind him, the driver was sweating profusely—he seemed to still be in shock.

It's unclear what terrifying thing he saw in that instant.

But clearly, from now on, he probably won't dare to offer to help guests with their luggage anymore...

Walking forward, Feng Xuan crossed the square and stood on the side of the road.

He took out his phone, opened the messaging app, and sent a message.

"We're here. Where are you?"

A moment later, a reply came from the phone.

"I'll be there soon. Just wait for me under that GG sign in the square."

"it is good."

Feng Xuan gave a brief reply and switched the box in his hand.

His hands were already very sore, but he still refused to put the box down.

Someone glanced at him unintentionally. He casually swept his gaze across them, without any hint of threat, and simply smiled for a fleeting moment when their eyes met.

It is not aggressive at all.

Under the blazing sun, Feng Xuan's face was slightly sweaty.

Although the wait wasn't long, he was getting a little impatient.

Just then, a domestically produced SUV finally drove up and braked suddenly in front of him.

The car window rolled down, and a man in a suit waved at him.

"Get on the bus, get on the bus."

Feng Xuan immediately walked over, opened the car door, and plopped down in the car.

"Phew...it's so hot here."

"Is it still hot?"

The man in the suit shook his head.

"Isn't it always over 30 degrees Celsius in Guangdong?"

"It's gotten colder these past few days..."

"Is it getting colder this month?"

"Yes, El Niño... it's cold at first, then warm..."

The two chatted casually, just like many other ordinary travelers in front of the station.

The man in the suit only rolled up the window after the car left the station and entered the main road.

Then he asked:

"Did you bring the things?"

"I brought it."

Feng Xuan patted the box in his hand.

"This journey has been exhausting; this stuff is really difficult to carry..."

"I told you I'd ask you to drive over."

"drive?"

As soon as the man in the suit finished speaking, Feng Xuan pursed his lips and laughed mockingly.

"If they had actually driven over, I would be in the police station right now."

"Haven't you heard? All highways and expressways have been set up with checkpoints, and every single car is being checked."

"Officially, they say they're investigating drug trafficking, but what exactly are they investigating...? You don't know?"

"So fast?!"

The man in the suit's expression changed.

"Wasn't the investigation supposed to start tomorrow?"

"Just a smokescreen..."

Feng Xuan clicked his tongue twice and said in a lecturing tone:

"I told you you should interact with them more and watch the news more."

"If you read the news a lot, you'd know that by the time the news breaks, they've most likely already started taking action..."

"Understood......"

The man in the suit nodded slowly, his expression becoming somewhat solemn.

"So our current situation... isn't it pretty bad?"

"How bad can it get?"

Feng Xuan rolled his eyes.

"It's our last gamble anyway. If we succeed, it will be a great achievement."

"If that doesn't work... this place is close to Myanmar, so we can find a chance to escape there and hide for a few more years."

"Didn't the boss explain this clearly to you before you came?"

"I said so."

The man in the suit sighed.

"But it wasn't explained that clearly."

"...He's always like this—by the way, how's the boss doing these days?"

"They've hidden themselves and are afraid to move."

The man in the suit replied:

"His villa was damaged, forcing him to evacuate."

"Local police have started searching the mountains, but fortunately there are many underground tunnels in those mountains, so they won't be able to find it for a while."

"But we only have a day or two left, so we need to act quickly and create opportunities for him."

"As long as he can get away, we still have a chance."

"This has potential..."

Feng Xuan repeated the last three words of the man in the suit.

"I don't know if there's really anything going on, but the official actions this time are huge."

"I told the boss a long time ago not to rush things. Build high walls, store up grain, and be patient before claiming kingship. He was the same..."

He has his reasons.

The man in the suit interrupted Feng Xuan.

"They've found the key 'race' over there. If we don't eliminate that race, we won't have any more space in the future."

"I can only say I was incredibly unlucky and made a fatal mistake."

"It's also because we weren't strong enough; many times we were just a hair's breadth away..."

"The boss originally wanted us to try again, but then he said forget it."

"This spell is ultimately like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut..."

"It's not a mosquito."

Feng Xuan sneered and turned the car onto a side road.

After driving for a few more minutes, the SUV stopped in front of a residential building.

The two got out of the car together. Feng Xuan was carrying a suitcase. The man in the suit asked curiously:

"So how exactly did you get through security?"

"Old Liu, he helped me use the apricot corpse magic to cover it up."

"However, this magic can fool people, but not machines."

"Generally, security check records are kept for future reference. I think the authorities will likely pull out all the records of people entering Ruili and check them again."

"If that's the case, we don't have much time left. We need to act quickly—by today."

"it is good."

The man in the suit nodded.

"Everything else is ready, and the place has been found. We're just waiting for you."

"It's time to wait for it."

Feng Xuan patted the box, and the two of them went upstairs, opened the door to the third-floor room, and went inside together.

The door slammed shut.

The man in the suit pointed to the box.

"Should we inspect the goods?"

"no problem."

Feng Xuan placed his suitcase on the dining table and opened it with a click.

Inside the box was a ceramic jar.

Upon opening the pottery jar, the skeletal remains of a small infant lay curled up inside...