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8 PM, Jiangcheng Old Industrial Zone.

A black bulletproof Mercedes drove smoothly along the dilapidated coastal highway.

Outside the car window, the river wind howled, stirring up the dust on the ground.

Rusty containers, like small steel mountains, were stacked in an orderly fashion on the abandoned berth.

The giant crane, which had been idle for ten years, stood like a steel monster in the night.

The occasional flashes of patrol car headlights in the distance appeared cold and desolate.

A loud "gurgling" sound rang out in the quiet carriage.

Gu Tingchen gripped the steering wheel, glancing at Song Qianxia out of the corner of his eye.

He pulled a box of energy bars from the armrest box and handed it to her: "Want to fill your stomach?"

Song Qianxia swallowed hard, then shoved him away with righteous indignation. "Boss Gu, last time at Shengshi Jia Hua, I got into a fight before I even got a bite of the Australian lobster. This time, I'm going to make sure I get my money's worth!"

"I've heard that Night Owl always goes all out for this kind of event. I heard the appetizers alone include Alba white truffles and top-quality Caspian black caviar. I'd better save my stomach!"

Gu Tingchen simply couldn't understand why this girl's mind was filled with a seafood buffet recipe before carrying out such a high-risk infiltration mission.

Song Qianxia turned her head to continue looking at the night view outside the window, but couldn't help but complain in her heart.

In her previous life as a woman of many faces, she had never participated in any of Night Owl's auctions.

Firstly, she has always preferred to be alone and dislikes such mixed and chaotic places.

Secondly, most of the things Night Owl sells are second-hand goods obtained through black-and-white-collar theft, or low-class items resold from others; she doesn't even look at them.

But who would have thought that one day she would have to rely on forgery to get on this dilapidated ship?

A roadblock appeared one kilometer ahead, and two workers wearing reflective vests were directing traffic.

"Night Owl's outer outpost."

Song Qianxia said in a low voice.

Gu Tingchen slowed down the car and switched places with Song Qianxia.

Song Qianxia took a pair of black-rimmed non-prescription glasses from the glove compartment and put them on.

Drive up to the roadblock.

Song Qianxia rolled down the car window and handed over her phone. A QR code with a night owl pattern lit up on the screen.

One of the workers came over, took out a scanner, and scanned the tablet.

With a beep, the green light turned on.

The workers became respectful.

"Please continue driving along the main road to parking space number three."

Song Qianxia nodded indifferently and rolled up the car window.

The armored vehicle drove into the abandoned port area, bypassing several huge warehouses.

Through the windshield, Song Qianxia finally saw the giant deep-sea ship.

I couldn't help but whistle.

"Wow, that's quite a big deal."

This massive roll-on/roll-off ship, with no hull number on its hull and entirely black, resembles a giant beast lurking on the sea.

Song Qianxia quickly scanned the ship's structure with her professional eye.

"Captain Gu, look at the deck of that ship."

"A typical roll-on/roll-off ship should have multiple cabins in its superstructure."

"But half of the ship's superstructure was razed down to accommodate three high-powered phased-array radars."

"And that thing at the stern that looks like a chimney."

"That's not an exhaust pipe at all; it's a military-grade full-band signal jamming tower."

Song Qianxia smacked her lips.

"No wonder Old K said that once they get on this ship, even the King of Heaven himself won't be able to find them."

Song Qianxia parked the car in the designated area.

Dozens of luxury cars of various models were already parked around, each with a license plate from a different region.

It seems that the buyers attending this deep-sea auction tonight are all big players from various industries.

Gu Tingchen unbuckled his seatbelt and looked at Song Qianxia.

"The communicator on the sole of the shoe is being tested one last time."

Song Qianxia tapped the carriage floor three times with her heel, neither too hard nor too soft.

Old Zheng's steady voice came through the miniature communication channel inside the car.

"Command center received. Team Leader Gu, Xiao Song, good luck."

Then, a burst of static came through the channel.

The small detector inside the vehicle showed that external satellite signals had been completely blocked.

Apart from the physical vibration device in the sole of their shoes, they are now completely cut off from the outside world.

"Let's go."

Gu Tingchen pushed open the car door and stepped out with his long legs.

Song Qianxia took a deep breath and walked down in her red-soled high heels worth 20,000 yuan.

She had only taken two steps when she winced in pain.

"Ouch... my toes are about to break."

Gu Tingchen walked ahead without turning his head.

"Endure it. As President Gu's senior assistant, even if you're walking on knives, you have to walk with an air of ruthlessness."

Song Qianxia could only straighten her back and quickly follow half a step behind Gu Tingchen.

The sea breeze was strong as the two of them walked up the gangway to board the ship.

On both sides of the gangway, a fully armed mercenary stood every five meters.

These men were all dressed in black tactical vests and carrying live-fire assault rifles.

Walking ahead of them were two buyers who had also come to the meeting.

One of the fat men was wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"My God, this is more frightening than when I went to meet the warlords of Cyrillic."

Another tall, thin buyer sneered.

"You've never seen anything like it. When has Night Owl's operation ever been anything but like this?"

"Don't they know what they've been saying tonight?! That's the personal artifact of that legendary underground figure, Thousand Faces! Otherwise, who would have a chance to even touch the threshold of Pandora's Key?!"

"For this thing, I'd rather go through a minefield than give up a few broken guns!"

The fat man paused in wiping his sweat.

"That's true... Viper has offered a staggering twenty million US dollars on the dark web. Anything left behind by Thousand Faces is a game-changer if you manage to get your hands on it!"

Song Qianxia kept her eyes straight ahead, but she listened intently, taking in every word of the conversation.

It seems the allure of the Pandora Key is far greater than she imagined.

Walk to the end of the gangway.

It is a huge metal platform.

Four burly mercenaries stood on the platform.

In the middle is a sophisticated scanning instrument.

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a well-tailored tuxedo came forward to greet them.

"Welcome to the deep sea."

The man bowed slightly, but his tone was firm.

"I am the lobby manager for tonight."

"Before entering the main venue, we need to conduct a routine security check on everyone."

The man gestured for the others to proceed, pointing to the metal passageway beside him.

Please cooperate with our security check process.

"No secrets are allowed inside."