A day later, seven thirty in the evening. Richard was in the command center, having a hearty dinner with his little sister, Lisa.
"Brother—I heard you are going to conduct another operation, will this be the end?" Lisa asked with a hopeful tone.
Richard glanced at Lisa, putting his spoon down. "Well the operation is to confirm whether Lin Feng is dead or alive, I hope it's the former because I really want this nightmare to end."
If there is a way for Richard to know that they got Lin Feng, for example, a notification informing him that they killed Lin Feng like killing the boss, it would have been convenient. But there was no notification, so they had to confirm it in the old-fashioned way—through reconnaissance and confirmation on the ground.
"Are you coming with them?"
