In a nondescript house tucked away in a corner of Dark City stood a building three stories high, each floor no more than twenty square meters. The narrow space combined with the dilapidated grey walls, some of which flaked away with peeling paint, gave the impression that the building could collapse at any moment.
The owner of the house worked for Organization X and had been gone for an extensive period, so the house was supposed to be unoccupied.
However, tonight, someone pushed open a floor panel inside the house and crawled out from an underground tunnel, followed by another person.
"It's incredible that we were able to get in just like that," Leng Le said, disbelieving, then turned to look at the mysterious masked person.
The mysterious masked person, arms folded, looked unsurprised, "The timing of our entry is perfect. The owner of the house isn't here, and even the neighboring houses are empty. Our movements will not be detected."