Zhi Hao turned to the others, "This place is a distribution point. They are testing subjects here before moving them. This can't be the lab."
Wan Ruyi's hands flew over the keyboard, "Then they are holding the core subjects at the real lab that's in Millan, or worse…"
She zoomed in on the satellite feed again.
"The military base."
Wan Ruyi's whisper fell into dead static.
Her fingers stilled on the keyboard only for a heartbeat before she moved them again, faster than before, pulling schematics, cross-checking all blackout zones, rerouting drones toward the tunnel mouth.
Lu Zi Zhen's voice cut through, calm but taut with restrained urgency: "Any orders, Madam?"
Ruyi's response was soft and amused. After years of hearing him call mother, it was the first time he was being so formal!
"No loose ends my boy! Sweep every corner here and there, every pod, every server rack, every living thing that breathes or bleeds. I'm locking down external comms now and no one can trace out."
