"..."
The bespectacled man sitting in the passenger seat didn't speak, signaling them to don their gear. Qian Yingshou and her companion nodded in agreement, swiftly lifting the backpack from beside their feet and buckling it around their waist.
The thick outer walls of the SUV blocked the oppressive rain from penetrating. No sound from the outside world could be heard, only the nearly inaudible vibration of raindrops continuously beating against the roof and windows of the vehicle.
Yet, as soon as she opened the car door to get out, thick vapor quickly accompanied by the pitter-patter of rain invaded the interior, engulfing the members of the Medium Squad who stepped down from the vehicle.
The night was dense and silent, surrounding the old residential district. Driving along, she saw several residential buildings up for demolition and renovation through the window.
