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"The source of the intrusion point is right in the room." Wang Baihu looked at the indicator on his wrist and said in a low voice, "Be careful."
Honglian nodded, holding the gun in both hands and forcefully shoved the door open, sweeping the empty room with the gun barrel.
"Hey, what's the situation?"
Seeing no movement for a long time, Wang Baihu, who was hiding in the corridor, couldn't help but ask.
"She's dead."
"Dead? Who?" He was momentarily stunned, then followed to enter the room.
On the floor lay a withered woman, her eyes wide open, one hand reaching toward the intrusion point, seemingly trying to escape back to another world.
Honglian squatted nearby, her right hand pressing on the woman's neck, "There's still a little warmth, she hasn't been dead for more than two hours. Little Pigeon, can you confirm her identity?"
