M Country Intelligence Agency.
"Boss, it's an urgent, encrypted file from the City of Sin. Would you like to take a look?" an agent asked.
The head of intelligence, Quixy, was leisurely drinking coffee and chuckled in response, "The City of Sin? What kind of file could come from there? A murder case?"
Quixy's words triggered an outburst of laughter among many people.
The City of Sin had become a lawless land within M Country; no one cared if someone died there.
Quixy took the file, sipped his coffee, and began to read.
Pfft!
He had only read the beginning when he sprayed out all the coffee in his mouth.
"Boss, what's wrong?" someone asked in surprise.
Quixy, not bothering to wipe the coffee off himself, muttered, "It's him! He's even more formidable than I imagined! No, this must be reported to the agency director immediately!"
Saying this, he didn't care about anything else and ran upstairs.
Upon reaching the door, he didn't bother with politeness and barged in.
