The silver needle was bent, part of it forming an irregular spiral, which Wang Ye had used just seconds ago to pick the lock of Hong Du's office door.
Wang Ye, smiling, looked at Hong Du and asked, "Hong Du, Director Hong, what did you just say about completing a task?"
"No... nothing."
Seeing Wang Ye and Xia Qingxin come out, Hong Du began to wonder if he was suffering from amnesia.
He hadn't actually locked the door just now, yet he felt as if he had.
"Stop thinking about it. I was the one who picked the lock. Before you brought us to the office, I had already detected your little schemes," said Wang Ye.
With ten minutes left on the bomb's countdown, Wang Ye stood still, showing no signs of panic. Instead, he calmly explained to Hong Du how he had sensed something was amiss with him.
"First, it was too deliberate!"