Bright sunlight shone upon the towering buildings gleaming with reflected light.
A line of off-road vehicles was parked across the broad street, each one crudely painted with the Federal Bureau of Investigation's abbreviation.
One sharply dressed figure after another was escorted by armed Federal Bureau of Investigation agents and "sent" into the off-road vehicles.
Note Intelligence's Security Personnel worked hard to set up a cordon around the perimeter, blocking outside eyes, but the more they did so, the larger the crowd gathering around the street became.
The crowd watched as those impeccably dressed figures were "escorted" into the off-road vehicles.
Some were bewildered, some doubtful, but even more excitedly raised their wristbands to livestream and take photos.
The brown-haired middle-aged man glanced at the crowd already gathered outside, his face turning livid. He raised his head as though he wanted to angrily berate He Ao beside him.
But the moment his gaze met He Ao's sweeping glance, his body trembled. As though he had glimpsed the fiercest beast of the wilderness, he lowered his head.
"Mr. Sot, everyone is in the vehicles."
Hel stood at He Ao's side and reported cautiously.
"Good."
He Ao paid no attention to the middle-aged man's movements. His gaze swept over the lined-up convoy.
There had been twenty executives and directors in the conference room. One had died, leaving nineteen. Along with seven Federal Bureau of Investigation agents, they filled six off-road vehicles.
One Federal Bureau of Investigation agent remained in each of five vehicles. In the last vehicle were He Ao, Hel, Vist Steel's person in charge Lumbert, and Note Intelligence's person in charge Weiken.
He Ao looked ahead at the Security Personnel responsible for maintaining order nearby.
As soon as He Ao had come downstairs, Note Intelligence Building's security had rushed over.
But