At that moment, Murray's head buzzed, filled with countless question marks. Who was this person calling him? Why did they dare to speak to him, an investigator who reported directly to the center, with such a tone? 400 missiles aimed at their Presidential Palace? Was this person even awake?
The onlookers and journalists around him only heard a burst of loud static from the cell phone and could not make out what was being said, but from Murray's expression, it was clear this was no ordinary phone call.
Could it be that the phone call Zhang Menglong had just made was effective? This question popped into everyone's minds.
"Although I don't know who you are, or how you got my number, I must warn you formally that if you continue talking nonsense, I can hold you accountable for causing public panic. You should know that it's extremely easy for the state to trace a number!"
After all, he was a man who had weathered many storms, and within moments, Murray regained his composure.
