Hundreds of experts patrolling, hidden camera monitoring, and some infrared security hidden in the dark.
Even under such strict control, holding a woman weighing about one hundred and ten pounds, Xiaofan still felt little pressure.
The night was his most effective protective cloak.
Sometimes pausing, sometimes rushing forward, Aili glanced ahead and found the distance to the wall was getting closer.
And behind them, there was still no movement. Even the Cross Society's base remained as quiet as ever.
"Hold onto my neck tightly."
Suddenly, Xiaofan's voice reached her ear.
Aili hesitated for a moment, didn't dare to ask more, and just followed the instructions.
Hidden in the shadows, Xiaofan fixed his gaze ahead.
Directly in front, about fifteen meters away, five people were on duty at their posts.
Just as Xiaofan came in, only one person was needed to slowly bypass this area, but the posts of the Cross Society are changed every hour.
