The organization I founded has been exposed by the reborn!

"Don't forget to conceal your identity before you set off."

Su Yu pointed to the rings on Qin Xinran and the other three's hands: "The official paranormal bureau is currently searching the entire city for Zheng Qiang and Feng Gang. Put on the clown mask, change your appearance, and then go out."

Upon hearing this, Qin Xinran and the other three immediately nodded and took out pale clown masks from their storage rings, putting them on their faces.

Ability activation.

"Buzz—"

Under Su Yu's gaze, the faces of the four people rapidly changed under the distortion of the illusion.

Qin Xinran's iconic, stunningly beautiful, and aloof face has transformed into that of an ordinary girl with sallow skin and plain looks.

Feng Gang's fierce, bald, burly image has been transformed into a middle-aged fat man with a face full of scars.

Zheng Qiang and Wen Xiaoxiao also became ordinary people who would be impossible to spot if thrown into a crowd.

"Boss..."

With an ordinary, unremarkable face, Wen Xiaoxiao approached Su Yu and asked somewhat nervously, "It's our first time going to fight ghosts, aren't you coming with us to keep watch?"

Hearing this, Qin Xinran and the other two looked at Su Yu with anticipation.

With such a powerful leader by their side, they felt more confident.

However, Su Yu shook his head and refused without hesitation.

"I won't follow."

Su Yu's tone was calm, yet undeniable: "If I come along, you will become dependent on me, and you will inevitably lower your guard in battle."

"In a life-or-death struggle, this kind of dependence is a death warrant. If you can't even handle a low-level F-rank ghost, you don't deserve to be in Dawn."

After saying that, Su Yu turned around and left the main hall.

Watching their leader resolutely leave, the four felt immense pressure.

A strong sense of tension and crisis instantly welled up in my heart.

……

Museum courtyard.

As soon as he stepped out of the compound, Feng Gang walked to the old pickup truck parked by the roadside.

He opened the car door, just about to get in.

"etc!"

Zheng Qiang suddenly reached out to stop him, and said with a serious expression, "This car can no longer be driven."

"What's wrong? My car may be a bit old, but the engine works fine." Feng Gang asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It's not an engine problem. It's an official problem."

Zheng Qiang pointed to the license plate: "You drove this car away this morning, and the authorities have likely already identified your license plate number through surveillance footage."

"Although I can bypass the Skynet surveillance system, we can't hide from the naked eyes of passersby and traffic police. If we drive this unlicensed car around the streets, we'll be exposed immediately if patrolling police or plainclothes officers spot us!"

Hearing Zheng Qiang's analysis, Qin Xinran nodded in agreement: "Zheng Qiang is right. Details determine success or failure. We can't take this risk before we find a stable means of transportation."

"What should we do with this car? Just leave it here?" Feng Gang scratched his head.

Without wasting words, Zheng Qiang quickly took two steps and grasped it with one hand.

"Mechanical Reconfiguration!"

The C-level ability [Mechanical Brain Domain] was unleashed instantly.

Under Feng Gang's pained gaze.

The beat-up pickup truck that had been with him for several years emitted a piercing metallic creaking sound.

Under Zheng Qiang's mental control, the entire frame, engine, and chassis were forcibly dismantled and compressed!

Less than half a minute.

A perfectly good pickup truck has been reduced to a piece of scrap metal, lying quietly by the roadside.

"Oh dear, my old friend..." Feng Gang was on the verge of tears.

"Don't worry about it, I'll have Sister Qin buy you a Hummer later." Zheng Qiang patted the dust off his hands.

Qin Xinran smiled and said, "Take my car. The authorities don't know my identity yet, so it's safest to use my car."

The four quickly reached a consensus.

After getting into Qin Xinran's car, the sedan started smoothly and sped off towards the Yanjing Academy of Arts.

……

Not long after the Dawn Squad left.

Su Yu, dressed in casual clothes, also came out of the museum.

He walked to the gate, where Grandpa Wang was listening to the radio while holding a teacup in the guardhouse.

"Uncle Wang, are you listening to music?"

Su Yu greeted him with a smile, then skillfully pulled an unopened pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket and handed it in through the window.

"Oh, Xiao Su, you come and go like a ghost." Grandpa Wang chuckled as he took the cigarette and pressed the door open button.

Su Yu walked out of the gate and came to the street.

He took out his phone and called a ride-hailing car.

Destination: Yenching Academy of Arts.

Although he made some very definitive statements at the base.

But this was, after all, Dawn Squad's first real combat experience.

When facing those unreasonable, rule-bound vengeful spirits, even the slightest mistake could lead to total annihilation.

As the leader, how could he possibly let these newly joined members die in vain?

"Let's follow them secretly and observe. We won't intervene unless it's a matter of life and death."

Su Yu made a decision in his heart.

……

A moment later.

A white ride-hailing car stopped in front of Su Yu.

Su Yu opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

"Master, to Yenching Academy of Fine Arts."

"Okay."

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties, quite talkative.

Upon hearing Su Yu's destination, he turned the steering wheel and glanced at Su Yu in surprise through the rearview mirror.

"Young man, going to art school? What are you doing there in broad daylight?"

"What's wrong, Master? What happened there?" Su Yu leaned back in his chair and casually asked.

The driver lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"Young man, you probably don't know this. That place has been rather unsettled lately; I've heard... it's haunted!"

The moment I heard the word "ghostly".

Su Yu immediately became interested.

"Haunted? How so? Master, please tell me in detail."

Seeing that Su Yu was interested, the driver immediately started talking:

"I heard it from a passenger I picked up during a night run."

"He said he went for a run near the north campus of the art a few nights ago. As he passed by, he heard the crisp sound of high heels coming from inside the building!"

"Tap, tap, tap... that rhythmic sound of tapping on the wooden floor!"

The driver shuddered as he said this: "Young man, think about it. That building has been sealed off for years, filled with such a thick layer of dust. There's hardly anyone around, so how could there possibly be the sound of high heels?"

"The passenger was terrified and told everyone he met that the building was unclean."

After listening to the driver's description.

Su Yu nodded.

The sound of high heels, an abandoned practice room.

These details perfectly match the information provided in the system taskbar.

"It seems that this red dancing shoe had already taken shape in the real world, but only recently transformed into a vengeful ghost."

Su Yu looked out the window at the rapidly receding street scene, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

He was very curious about this first real-life combat experience.

What surprises will these four core members of Dawn bring him?