Night. A few minutes had just passed after 9 PM.
Inside the gray six-story building.
At this moment, only the surveillance room was still lit up.
Heavy footsteps sounded in the dim corridor.
Wearing plain clothes, Victor carried a pile of records.
As he yawned, his eyes which were slightly watery from the tears that appeared looked at the door frame that was outlined by the light not far away.
"Captain Victor.
"Anthony." At this moment, the young agent, Sona's voice suddenly sounded.
He instantly sobered up.
Frowning, he quickly walked into the room.
He placed the files on the first table beside the door.
He looked up at the projection in front of the surveillance room.
There were only three people in the huge surveillance room, making it seem a little lonely.
The young man called Anthony had dark circles under his eyes.
He looked at the screen.
It was an ordinary busy intersection.
