Twenty minutes ago.
Bei Sangyun sat in her study, poring over the reports from the spies she had dispatched to track Lin Zhe.
Lin Fei hadn't lied; Lin Zhe had indeed taken a flight two days earlier. However, instead of heading straight home, he hid somewhere within the country. With how discreet his movements were, he was likely investigating matters related to the fourth branch.
Since the first branch was quiet about Lin Zhe's arrival, they must be plotting something.
Bei Sangyun considered the possibility that Lin Zhe might link the sudden changes in the fourth branch to the third branch.
Lin Zhe was meticulous, adept at sniffing out loopholes in people's schemes. There was no doubt that he would have noticed by now that the fourth branch wasn't acting independently.
But with Lin Fei acting as a shield, there was still time before Lin Zhe figured it all out.
