"It's like a musical firewall," Lin Qingci concluded, "specifically designed to prevent the Celestial Music from being abused."
As the three of them were deeply engrossed in analyzing the symbols, the screech of tires stopping abruptly echoed from outside the courtyard. Qi Wenyuan's expression changed, and he walked quickly to the window, carefully parting a gap in the curtains.
"Two black SUVs," he said in a low voice. "Four people have gotten out and are checking the house numbers."
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