"Coming towards us? Got it, I'm heading to the surveillance room now!"
Grabbing the walkie-talkie for a quick reply, Zhang Su said to Fu Weijun, "I'll go ask about the flaying matter later, um, Xiaowang, a little help here, please escort Dr. Fu back to the lab, I've got to go!"
With that, Zhang Su handed the gun back to Zhao Dezhu and headed towards the surveillance room.
"You're here? Brother Su, look, she's looking around cautiously as she heads towards us, seems like she's planning to come up the mountain!"
Wu Lue had already zoomed in on the surveillance screen that showed the direction of the self-constructed road. A figure in dark gray clothes was wandering down the road in a strange, distracted manner.
"Indeed, judging by her shape, she seems to be a minor, a girl. What the hell is this? You said she came from the south?"
Zhang Su scrutinized the screen with a furrowed brow.
