"Where did they go?"
In one of the manor's rooms, Benjamin turned to a female agent and asked. Kayla hesitated before saying, "The agents didn't find any trace of them. We suspect they may have already left the main building of the manor."
"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on them?"
"They pulled a little trick and shook off our agents. They didn't look like they were going to investigate a spy at all."
"Of course I know." Benjamin's tone remained low, but there was no anger at having been played. He said, "Because I never intended to calm the crowd either."
"But..." Kayla paused, her tone somewhat anxious. "The snow is getting lighter now. Quite a few people are saying the helicopters can take off, and they're even planning to force their way through the gates and leave by helicopter."
"They won't get the chance. I already sent people to the roof of the neighboring building. Those helicopters will never fly again."
Kayla frowned and walked to Benjamin's side, wanting to persuade him. "Benjamin, I know you want to find that spy and take the treasure underground, but using such forceful measures could bring an extremely severe backlash."
"The residents here aren't just media people. There are ordinary businessmen and dealers as well, not to mention plenty of politicians. There's even a State Senator from Kansas. If all these people pressure us together, we may not be able to withstand it."
"Do you think I'd do something so uncertain?" Benjamin asked in return. Kayla remained frowning, unable to read his intentions. "Your actions have always been rather forceful, but this time you've gone too far. What exactly are you relying on?"
"Before I came here, I already knew who the spy was."
Kayla's eyes suddenly widened. She