"Tsk, tsk, the end of the world..."
Wen Yu didn't mean anything special; it was just a simple sigh. He put the photo back in its place and then took a careful look around the room.
After a while, Wen Yu stopped behind the desk.
"Cyclops, can you smell what this is?"
Wen Yu pointed at a damp spot on the floor.
Cyclops stepped forward and sniffed forcefully.
"WOOF WOOF."
"He can't smell anything," Wen Yu observed. He nodded, then turned and left the room.
It was clear that Wanping had run away and had used something to eliminate his scent.
When Wen Yu left the factory, he hesitated at the gate for a while before heading towards Central City.
Wanping had run away. Wen Yu had caught some of the more powerful professionists and questioned them carefully about Wanping's whereabouts, but regrettably, no one knew.
"This kid isn't stupid!" Wen Yu sighed and shook his head.
