The surrounding deployment and blockade were directed by Li Huo. He has been sitting in the command vehicle staring at the images from countless cameras.
In addition to setting up roadblocks to block all roads, he also sent out snipers and plainclothes officers to control all the streets and alleys he could find that were passable.
The suspect Wan Yi is a 31-year-old young woman wearing a grass-green nightgown. Her image and various characteristics have already been entered into the program.
An artificial intelligence program automatically searches for matches in all camera footage. Theoretically, even if she changes her clothes and puts on a mask, she cannot escape surveillance.
The dazzling sunlight shines on the goddess' slightly messy hair, reflecting colorful light. She looked uneasy and put the phone to her ear.
"Why haven't you come out yet? Where are you now?"
Ai Ting talked to Meng Fei a little anxiously. If she didn't get a reply, she would rush into the building to save people.
"Come out right away! Mr. An and I have already reached the fifth floor. These tough guys have set up too many roadblocks."
When she made the call, thick smoke was billowing from the 30th floor of the Putao Building in front of her. However, the ignition point is very high and should not spread to the floors below.
The fire ladder has been set up to the 30th floor, so controlling the fire is not a problem.
The problem is that this building is a famous nail building for demolition. Even she couldn't imagine how big the obstacle would be when residents were evacuated because of a fire.
The obstacles of these people probably also blocked Meng Fei and An Sheng, leaving them entangled for a long time without being able to get out.
But the barrier breaking team has already rushed forward. Nothing can stand up to the massive chainsaws they have in their hands.
Ai Ting hung up the phone and continued running to the Grape Building. But at this moment, she felt something passing between the two buildings in front of her.
Looking up and looking ahead, she saw a black horizontal line mixed in the shadow of the building, like a shallow scratch in the silhouette.
Then the tight black line quickly loosened and disappeared.
Considering that Meng Fei was still trapped in the building, she planned to go inside first to rescue people, and at the same time let Zhang Li intercept the strange people traveling between the buildings.
But at this moment, a ball of blazing fire dragged a long trail of smoke and flew over like a meteor, suddenly stopping above their heads and burning brightly.
Suzaku's brainwaves came out from the flames: "I'm faster than you. I'll go find people in the building. Are you going to intercept those people?"
Ai Ting's control over her own power is no longer what it used to be. If her powers are activated, her speed will be much faster than that of ordinary military police, and only Tension, which can time-dilate, can keep up with her.
But compared to Suzaku turning into flames and flying through the air at will, she is still inferior. To enter the building, she had to take the same corridor as everyone else.
Suzaku can get in from any window and pull people out from any window.
"OK."
After a moment of thinking, she agreed to the division of labor with Suzaku, and turned her attention to the building where the black line disappeared.
The flames in the sky were like cannonballs aimed at a window on the upper floor of the Grape Building and rushed in, turning the window that originally had intact glass into a blackened hole.
Continuously "shuttle" between the buildings are the black moon and the white moon. Every time they reach a building, they will use the broad field of vision to find a new foothold, and then use the "shuttle crossbow" to shoot there.
They shuttled through the floors like Spider-Man. Although the speed was much slower than Spider-Man, they were better in order.
The streets below must have been guarded everywhere, but who would have thought that they wouldn't have to walk on the road at all?
But this time, when they were running on a wide flat roof, they suddenly felt like they had hit an invisible wall.
The wall was not hard, but the farther they moved forward, the stronger the repulsion they encountered, making it difficult for them to move forward.
A woman wearing a light blue windbreaker, jeans, and white running shoes appeared fifty meters behind them.
She has soft black hair and a contrasting fair complexion, standing there like a beautiful figure drawn by a painter with a few strokes.
Just like the water reflecting the early morning sunlight, her eyes flashed with light cyan spots, and soft brain waves rippled out.
Black Moon raised his hand and looked at his watch. There is a brainwave detector on that watch, which can detect most supernatural brainwaves and also display the intensity.
Most origin scholars don't pay much attention to the "strength" of abilities.
Powers are exploits of vulnerabilities. No matter how small the intensity is, as long as the loophole exists, the negentropy in the void will continuously leak out and be exploited, and it will never stop until the goal is achieved.
The brainwave power of normal people is less than one thousandth of a watt, and the brainwaves of most people with superpowers are also in the range of one thousandth of a watt to one hundredth of a watt.
The function of stronger brain waves is to send signals to farther places, making the superpower have a wider range of effects.
However, the difference in the intensity of human brain waves is very small. The resulting difference in the range of action is from thirty to forty meters.
It's just that this number is particularly important for the Black Moon. His ability is to "transfer" other people's brain waves, and he can also use this to "transfer" other people's abilities.
But if the other party's brainwave intensity exceeds his, then his signal will be ignored and the "transfer" will not be successful.
Fortunately, his own brain waves are very strong, stronger than 99% of people with superpowers. So "transfer" failure is extremely rare.
Brainwave intensity readings ranging from ten thousandths of a watt all the way up to a hundred watts are within the monitoring range of his watch.
Is it possible to have one hundred watts of brainwaves? Regardless of whether it exists or not, it doesn’t cost much to expand the scope.
But when he saw the reading at this time, he felt as if he had been punched by someone. He was so shocked that he couldn't believe the facts in front of him.
It's like calculating n of 1,000,000 on a calculator! The same, the reading hit MAX and "Error" was displayed.
This woman's brainwave intensity is at least one hundred watts, equivalent to one hundred thousand times that of a normal human being, and this is just the lower limit. The exact amount is still a mystery!
"Why not kill her?"
Bai Yue looked back and glanced at the woman standing fifty meters away without any weapon in her hand.
The woman's beautiful face caught her eye, and a frantic search in the database immediately began.
After a few milliseconds, the information appeared in her field of vision.
"Ai Ting, female, born on December 27, 7997, is a descendant of the Ai family in Zhangdao, the eldest daughter of Ai Yun, the former chairman of the Lynx Group, and the direct heir to the Ai family. Director of the Wutong City Superpower Bureau."
Her data is actually a bit behind. Ai Ting is no longer the director of Wutong City's Superpower Bureau, but the deputy director of the Superpower Department.
Black Moon turned back and took two steps, walked out of the area controlled by the weird power, stared at the woman in front of her, and said to Bai Yue:
"We threw our weapons to the ground and put our hands on our heads."
"Brother! Don't you even want to try? Then I'll do it!"
