Chapter Three: The Abandoned Fall Back Into Formation

Before it powered on, Lin Mo heard the future shriek—so sharp it turned his stomach. He covered his ears but held his ground. His flashlight blinked three times beside the doorway: bait. Zhou Yan kicked a training chair into the corridor. The intruders turned the device on instinct. Tang Ye smashed its emitter with a fire extinguisher. The pulse rebounded through the narrow hall, dropping both impostors with cries of pain. When real security arrived, the attackers carried no identification. Worse, surveillance footage claimed they had never entered the building. Ten minutes had been replaced with a seamless loop. “Call the police,” the manager said.