“So what, we’re starting over? Just sit and wait until they dump another anthropomorph somewhere? If they moved, you can bet they went even deeper underground.”
“Yeah. It’ll be harder than before, no question.”
Wooheon ran a frustrated hand through his hair.
He’d asked the police to help find the location, and all they’d managed to do was give the bastards time to disappear.
Even if the APA put in real effort, it probably wouldn’t amount to much.
Back then, they’d been out in the open—but now, they were hiding deeper.
And even if this wasn’t the same group, there were probably dozens of hidden sites like that scattered all over the region.
“Oh. On a lighter note—turns out something kind of funny came out of the whole Wan-In mess.”
“Like what?”
“A foreign journalist wrote this piece saying the whole thing happened because of our society’s discrimination against anthropomorphs. I translated it and shared it around. People really ran with it.”
“And?”
