"Lynch went to see the Governor. They talked for about twenty minutes..."
The Prime Minister slightly tilted his head, put down the pen in his hand, moved his seat back a bit, and leaned against the back of the chair.
He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, "What did they talk about?"
"Not sure, there are rumors saying it's about Darkstone Security Company wanting to end its cooperation with the Special Zone. Their people are indeed packing up."
The person standing in the shadow spoke softly about what had happened less than an hour ago, as if he had seen Lynch go in and talk about something.
The Prime Minister shook his head, "No, they definitely talked about more things. It's just that you don't know."
After thinking for a moment, he instructed, "The recent situation is a bit tense. We'll temporarily stop some foreign tourists' entry applications. Do you understand what I mean?"
