The park at three in the morning was pitch dark, illuminated only by streetlights. The entrance lights were on, and security guards were stationed there. Luo Zheng arrived on a police motorcycle, and the security guards quickly came to inquire. Luo Zheng simply said he was the police, executing an arrest task, and the target was already inside the park, instructing the security to turn on all the lights inside. The guards quickly complied.
Inside the park, it was eerily quiet. Luo Zheng left the motorcycle outside, checked his handgun, replaced the magazine, and cautiously rushed in. He sprinted about a hundred meters along the park road until he saw a powered paraglider lying on the flat grass ahead, but no one in sight.
Luo Zheng quickly aimed ahead, slowed his pace, and vigilantly searched for the target. After a few steps, a voice came from behind a larger scenic rock in front: "You're faster than expected, two minutes ahead of my estimate. You do have some skills."
