Director Charles' pupils constricted as his tablet still displayed the route map on its screen.
He hadn't expected such a detail to be discovered.
"The loss of the underground district, I will compensate at market value, so there's no need for you to worry. As for the accusation of overstepping my bounds, you can report me at the Sacrificial Temple, I don't care," said Long Que as he discarded his cigarette butt and took out another syringe from his shirt pocket, his voice carrying across the room, "Now... you are suspected of obstructing the Special Supervision and Management Bureau's apprehension operation."
Director Charles caught sight of his syringe, and the corner of his eye twitched involuntarily.
"You are suspected of illegally rescuing heretics."
The monitors looked at each other in confusion, unsure why their boss had not yet given the order.
"You are suspected of illegal collusion with heresy."
The law enforcement officers were sweating profusely.
