At the same time, a group of people dressed in black coats stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building.
The leader was a woman with a slender figure. She overlooked the distant city hall, with the hem of her coat making a fluttering sound in the night wind.
"It's a trap..."
Squeal—
A sudden screeching noise from the earpiece jolted the woman, who ripped it off and threw it away.
She cocked her head and covered her ears, her willow brows tightly furrowed.
"Miss."
The man beside her was about to help her, but the woman raised her hand to stop him.
A moment later, as the stabbing pain in her ears subsided, her cool voice could be heard, "That place is indeed a trap."
The man bowed slightly, "Miss, what should we do next?"
"Are you sure that student checked into a room at the city hall reception?"
