The elderly director looked to be about sixty years old, with deep-set features, bright eyes, and a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and on her cheeks, yet her expression was stern yet pleasant.
She was clad in a dark brown woolen coat, her graying blonde hair neatly combed back, giving her a capable appearance, as she watched Lin Yun with a smile.
A Westerner?
Lin Yun had his suspicions, but he didn't voice them. Instead, he nodded calmly in greeting, "Hello, Director, may I ask how I should address you?"
"Just call me Mosi, titles are nothing but a formality," she said evenly.
"Please take a seat, I believe we will have much to discuss," the woman continued, her tone gentle.
Lin Yun followed her lead and sat down in the chair in front of the desk, exhaling softly, then looked up and said, "I am here today not for any other reason, but to find the truth."
"The Abnormal Strategy Bureau has many truths unknown to the public, which one do you need?"
