If I didn't see the President, then who was the person I met in that underground bar?
What happened to the President at that time?
Thinking of this, Che Zhengchen suddenly experienced a severe headache, and gradually an image came to mind: a red-haired girl sitting in a wheelchair, holding a cane.
"I don't know any 'President', but someone is taking the elevator coming up to this floor," said Blue Owl, while glancing at the glass elevator outside the office with the corner of his eye. The number on the display panel was steadily climbing, getting closer to the 15th floor.
"Be careful, something is very strange," Che Zhengchen said pensively as he operated the laptop, "The surveillance footage has gone completely black, and it's not because of a hacker attack, but rather... did the upper echelons manually shut down the monitors with administrative privileges?"
He spoke with an increasingly strange tone toward the end.
