"Director Wang?"
Wang Lan's soft call brought Wang Qianfeng back from his daze.
"Oh, I'll call the Director right away. You wait here for a moment."
Wang Qianfeng returned to his desk and picked up the red phone to dial.
It was supposed to be a brief conversation, but Wang Lan hadn't expected Wang Qianfeng and Lu Zhao to talk for so long. From their conversation, he vaguely heard the term "Shadow Guard Office."
Wang Lan feigned ignorance, while Xu Shiyun looked up, counting the patterns on the suspended ceiling.
"The Bureau has had a huge workload lately and is short-staffed. You'll have to wait a bit longer; the Director is arranging for more personnel," Wang Qianfeng said after hanging up the phone.
"Wang Lan, how likely do you think it is that place is a Demon Clan base?"
"Without more information, I can't make a judgment."
"Could it be the Central Command for the Demon Clan's spies in Suzhou City?"
