"Impossible! Gao Ming should be dead! This body is attracting Gao Ming's portrait, this body is Gao Ming's!" Yuan Hui blurted out, his voice loud. It wasn't that he couldn't control his emotions, but the scene before him was too bizarre.
Jing Tashen and the Investigation Bureau had made it clear, only Gao Ming's body could attract the portrait. Where did things go wrong?
"What are you yelling about?" Painter Gao Ming didn't know what Yuan Hui had done, he just felt that Yuan Hui, standing in the middle, was blocking his conversation with Zhuo Jun.
Ignoring everyone, this utterly dismissive attitude was noticed by everyone around.
"Gao Ming isn't dead? Then the body is a fake?"
"I told you the Deadwater Forum was murky, none of those guys in Class 13 are easy to handle."
"How did such a thing get mixed into the security department of the Bureau? It seems there are insiders everywhere."
