The military-uniformed old man clenched his fist, "It seems they are convinced that the super props are in the hands of the Pioneer Squad."
"But in fact, we also don't know the whereabouts of the super props." The white-haired old man turned to the computer, "Still unable to converse with them?"
"I have issued dialogue invitations through various channels, but no one has contacted us to this day." The head of the Special Affairs Bureau said, "However, we have discovered another matter, the players that were killed followed the personnel list that had been previously compiled."
"Wasn't the list already destroyed?" The white-haired old man's gaze sharpened immediately.
