Inside the Guanjiang Residential Complex in Dachang City.
Yang Jian's room was shrouded in darkness, and in the corner of his room, a shadow seemed unusually dense, lingering and unshakable, as if something was lurking in the dark, watching.
However, he had grown accustomed to it.
Yet at this moment.
Beside the nightstand in the room, the screen of a phone suddenly lit up, casting an eerie glow.
Suddenly.
Yang Jian, who lay on the bed with his eyes closed, abruptly opened them.
Even such a slight change in light was enough to pull him out of his state of rest.
A new message appeared on the phone's screen.
This was definitely not a spam message.
Although Yang Jian's phone was just an ordinary smartphone, the number was encrypted and protected by headquarters, ensuring no spam messages, no network outages, and no missing phone credit... Other than lacking the functions of headquarters' satellite positioning phones, its level was the same.
