Han Bing led Lu Xin to the elevator and took him to the eastern side of the fourth floor of the Special Purity Department.
They followed a long corridor and arrived at a heavily guarded office.
Along the way, they passed several doors equipped with detectors. Every time they went through one, the machines began blaring.
Han Bing had to explain to the staff watching the detectors again and again:
"Don't worry, this is Mr. Lone Soldier."
"..."
After hearing Han Bing's introduction, the staff merely took a deep look at the black bag Lu Xin was carrying before letting him pass.
This was rather strange. Perhaps when other people entered this conference room, they were forbidden to bring guns. For Mr. Lone Soldier, however, bringing a gun actually made him seem safer. So once they heard who he was, they simply let him through?
After explaining several times, they finally entered a completely sealed office at the end of the passageway. The black doors slowly closed behind them.
Lu Xin saw that it was a conference room capable of seating several hundred people. Its decor was imposing, and only the first row of lights had been turned on. At the front was a huge screen with a podium beneath it. Despite the size of the conference room, only a dozen or so people were seated in the front row.
Moreover, those people did not seem young. Looking from the back toward the front, he saw a row of bald heads faintly gleaming beneath the light of the screen.
"Mr. Lone Soldier is here."
Han Bing spoke softly, and many of the bald heads in the front row immediately turned around.
"Hello, everyone..."
Lu Xin nodded at the bald men and the few men with receding hairlines. At Han Bing's