"Lu Mengmeng!"
Zheng Cheng instantly noticed a familiar silhouette in the crowd. About a dozen people were hustling around the logistics personnel who were carrying the corpse, asking all sorts of questions.
Meng Yao was their colleague, whose lively nature and friendly demeanor had made her very popular in the special department.
And just like that, in the blink of an eye, her life was extinguished.
"Let's go."
Yao Zhixue said from behind: "It's best for us to leave. Let Director Wu handle the aftermath."
"Hmm."
Zheng Cheng nodded. While the crowd's attention was fixated on Meng Yao's corpse, the trio slipped away from the Night Watch headquarters.
"Brother Cheng."
Halfway, Veggie Chicken suddenly spoke, "Don't you think there's something off about Elder Wu..."
"You mean he's too single-handed, or perhaps he's too radical in how he deals with things?"
"Yes exactly!"
Veggie Chicken said urgently: "He's been far too hasty!"
