Gu Ji nodded slightly.
At that moment, Gong Qingyong, Liu Weijun and the others all raised their guns, fingers pre‑pressing the triggers as they aimed at the iron door.
Gao Bo gently pulled it outward.
Accompanied by a tooth‑grinding creak of friction, everyone gradually saw a cramped passage appear through the gap.
Wu Kang couldn't help being stunned.
"This is… they dug a tunnel?"
"Did the leader of Shalam take the target hostage and escape through here?"
Gao Bo shone his under‑barrel tactical light; the tunnel sloped downward, the surroundings all cracked chunks of dried mud. Though the space was narrow, it extended very deep, with no way to see where it led.
"Watchers, did you see anyone fleeing the village, zzz…"
Gu Ji tried to contact Zhou Yang and Zhao Hua, but no one answered, only bursts of white noise. "If you hear this, respond!"
"It must be the basement interfering with the signal. Wrench, Bolt, go up and take a look!"
"Yes!"
