Two fully ard special forces mbers sat facing each other.
The one on the left looked very young, his palm sweating on the gun, frequently adjusting his sitting posture.
The one on the right was a bearded middle-aged man, half-squinting while chewing gum, showing the unique relaxation of a veteran.
On the floor between them lay a humanoid creature tied up with strong steel chains.
It was on all fours, its spine arched weirdly, with gray-white skin covered in dark blue blood vessels.
It wore a tal muzzle, continually making suppressed growling noises from its throat, with drool dripping through the gaps in the muzzle onto the floor.
"Old Xie, this thing has been making noise all the ti. Does that an the ’White Owl’ is nearby?"
The young soldier finally couldn’t help but break the silence, his voice a bit tense.
The middle-aged man called Old Xie opened his eyes, glanced at the monster at his feet, and sneered:
"Xiao Wu, don’t be so jumpy. This beast goes mad just by slling sothing unusual."
"Our current mission is like casting a net for fish; we might catch shrimp, or crabs, but who knows if it will be the big fish White Owl?"
"But... does this really work?"
Xiao Wu continued to stare at the ferocious monster in front of him with eyes full of disgust and fear:
"Using a monster to catch a monster, it sounds really strange."
"It’s normal you don’t understand. In the mutant circle, this thing has an official na, ’Search Hound.’
Old Xie spat out his gum, patiently enlightening the newcor:
"The strategists above analyzed that during the battle at the Silver Wing Building, the strength, speed, and that iconic mask displayed by the White Owl all aligned with the characteristics of the ’Blood Clan.’"
"Coincidentally, there are Blood Clan mbers imprisoned in West Mountain Prison, so they trained them as search dogs and distributed them to various search teams. This naturally makes it easier to lock onto targets."
He paused, seeing the newcor full of confusion, lightly laughed, then continued:
"A hound is not literally a hound. It’s a monster exclusively kept by our official structure, extrely sensitive to the unique scent emitted by its kind."
"Like the ’hound’ in our team, it’s a low-level Blood Clan mber captured the year before last. Due to complete loss of reason, body and spirit mutated, it only retains an instinctual craving for food, killing, and the scent of its kind."
"As long as there’s even a trace of a Blood Clan or high-order mutant’s scent within a hundred ters, it can sll it, hundreds of tis more sensitive than a dog’s nose."
Xiao Wu suddenly understood, nodding, then thought for a mont and asked:
"So the brothers outside are using that laser pen to shine into eyes to find disguised mutant monsters?"
"Yes, that’s called the pupil test."
Old Xie patiently explained:
"Mutants can usually disguise themselves as ordinary people, but the wildness is hidden in their genes."
"When hit by that special spectrum, ordinary people might at most feel it’s glaring, but mutants can’t withstand the stimulation; their pupils will instantly change color or shape, totally unable to hide it..."
While they were talking, the "hound" bound by chains suddenly started to struggle violently.
Clang clang—clang clang—
The thick steel chains were pulled taut, making a heart-pounding scraping sound.
The monster suddenly lifted its head, its bloodshot eyes staring intently at the direction of the carriage’s rear door.
Imdiately afterwards, an unprecedented piercing roar erupted from its throat, and it even began to madly smash its head against the floor.
"Damn it!"
Old Xie’s face changed dramatically as he grabbed the black assault rifle beside him:
"This reaction... could it really be the big fish?!"
"Ah, has the White Owl arrived? What should we do? This is a busy area!"
Xiao Wu, frightened, turned pale, clumsily unlocking the safety of his weapon.
The cold tallic sheen of the gun body gave him a bit more confidence.
Because the magazine was loaded with rcury bombs specifically designed to disrupt the structure of mutant bodies.
"Don’t panic, stay calm."
Old Xie barked to soothe the newcor, then pressed on his earpiece, quickly reporting:
"All units, attention: the hound’s reaction is extrely intense, I repeat, extrely intense!"
"The target is likely within the current inspection sequence, how long until air support?"
"Damn it, tell those pilots to hurry, I need to see the fire support team within five minutes, or we’ll all be in danger!"
........................
Outside the vehicle, Fang Cheng slowly opened his eyes.
The faint flicker of golden light in his eyes quietly subsided.
So that’s how it is.
First, use the monster in the carriage to sense the aura, then stimulate the pupils with a specially-made spectrum for identification.
This combination move can indeed unmask most mutants hidden among the crowd.
Fang Cheng recalled the conversation he had just eavesdropped on, rembering that Cheng Jiashu had once explained the official thods for searching for mutants to him as a newcor.
He just didn’t expect that now he would personally encounter this screening process.
At this mont, the congested traffic was slowly crawling forward, and only two cars remained before it would be his turn for inspection.
Through the front windshield, he could clearly see a female inspector holding a silver pen-like device, aiming it at the truck driver’s eyes.
Fang Cheng quietly watched the entire process of pupil detection, understanding in his heart.
The pupils of a normal person only have a constant physiological contraction reaction under strong light.
But once a mutant awakens their special ability, the energy circuits within their body will be revealed through the eyes’ reflection.
That specially-made spectrum is precisely the trigger for this reaction.
For ordinary mutants, this detection might be an insurmountable obstacle.
But for Fang Cheng, it simply wasn’t a difficult issue.
He reached into the glove compartnt of the front passenger seat, taking out an exquisite glasses case,
then took out a pair of newly equipped gold-rimd non-prescription glasses and gently placed them on his nose.
With just this small action, his aura drastically changed.
The sharpness and edge deeply hidden in his bones fully retracted, replaced by a gentle scholarly air.
Coupled with his originally handso face, he looked just like a college lecturer on campus or a senior manager of a large corporation.
Innocuous and sophisticated in appearance.
Soon, it was his turn.
Fang Cheng slowly rolled down the car window and stuck his head out.
Before the other party could speak, he showed a slightly apologetic smile:
"I’m sorry, officer, is there so kind of ergency ahead? I’m in a hurry to visit my grandpa’s for dinner; the old man has been urging several tis."
The inspector was a young female officer, probably just transferred from logistics, with a hint of youthful inexperience on her face.
Seeing Fang Cheng’s handso face coupled with a gentle and elegant smile, her originally tense expression noticeably relaxed, two pink clouds rising on her cheeks.
"Hello comrade, routine check, please turn off your engine and show your docunts."
The female officer’s voice inadvertently beca softer, even
Fang Cheng nodded with a smile, then reached into his bag, taking out his ID and driver’s license, and handed them over with both hands.
"What’s the holdup? Hurry up!"
A male soldier holding an assault rifle urged impatiently, his eyes carrying a sour undertone.
Clearly, he didn’t have a good impression of this "pretty boy" driving a luxury car.
The female officer shot her colleague an annoyed glare, then turned back to Fang Cheng, raising the silver instrunt in her hand apologetically:
"Sir, please take off your glasses; we need to check your pupils. It may be a bit dazzling, so please bear with it for a mont."
"No problem, it’s my duty to cooperate with the procedure."
Fang Cheng took off his glasses and casually hung them on his collar.
A pair of deep black eyes calmly stared at the other person.
Then, a beam of blue-violet light instantaneously bore into the bottom of Fang Cheng’s eyes.
This sensation, as the female officer described, was indeed uncomfortable.
It was like a red-hot needle piercing the retina, attempting to trigger his defensive instincts and evoke hidden desires in his heart.
If it were an ordinary Awakener, their pupils might have already transford into beast eyes by now.
But Fang Cheng rely squinted slightly; in the depths of his eyes, it seed as if there was a dead silent abyss.
No matter how the light provoked, those black pupils maintained the warmth and stability a human should have, showing no signs of mutation.
Seeing this, the female officer clearly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turning off the device:
"Detection normal, thank you for your cooperation, you may..."
"Roar—"
At that mont, an extrely wild roar pierced through the armored vehicle’s iron walls, clearly echoing at the checkpoint.
That sound was filled with so intense longing and madness, making one’s scalp tingle.
"All units take note! Level one alert, the Hunting Dog seems to be out of control!"
"The target might be among these few vehicles; imdiately block the intersection!"
The roar coming through the earpiece instantly turned the complexion of all soldiers present.
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