"Mr. Wolff, don't you think you owe us an explanation?"
Tangde suppressed his anger.
"Explanation?"
Wolff's face turned red with anger, and he exhaled a strong aroma of alcohol. His attitude had shifted from the cautiousness he displayed during the day, becoming rather irritable under the influence of alcohol.
"Who's going to explain to me?"
"The bank is pressing me, the clients are pressing me, even you…"
Wolff stretched out his hand, pointing at Tangde.
"I pay you for results, not explanations!"
Tangde took a few deep breaths, "We all need to calm down. Right now, I just want to ask you, what's the deal with Gale?"
"Did you already know that the monster appearing in the factory was this guy in disguise?"
"That's why you concealed a lot from us."
This question was crucial. Combined with the corpse on the ground, if Wolff knew that the monster in the factory was Gale in disguise, yet still had them come here to investigate,
then Wolff's motive became very intriguing.
