The blare of police sirens was startling, truly alarming those caught within it.
The scene shifted again, the images different from before because the view appeared to be trembling...
Was it because the person whose memory it was, was also trembling at that time?
While Shen Yue thought this, he saw figures flitting through a high-rise building, each person armed, their expressions tense, searching for something.
Chang Dao entered their line of sight; he no longer had his usual composed expression but rushed into a room, slammed his hand on the desk, and initiated communication. A chilling voice came through, "What's the situation?"
"Black JACK escaped!" Chang Dao's voice trembled.
Shen Yue's eyebrows rose slightly; on one hand, he found it unbelievable that Black JACK could have managed to escape on his own, yet on the other hand, the voice communicating with Chang Dao sounded familiar.