Earlier, four hours ago.
The enormous office was bustling, yet silent from beginning to end. Not even the sound of high heels on the floor could be heard.
Staff moved soundlessly between their workstations, with none of the usual noise of discussion or conversation.
Like a graveyard.
Under the pale fluorescent lights, everyone wore expressionless faces, heads lowered over their work, indifferent to whether anyone else was breathing or dead.
For the Phantom Agency, this was simply everyday life.
Only today, quite a few people could not help glancing toward the office in the corner.
Two minutes earlier, three people in black uniforms and ID badges had entered. After crossing the corridor, they had gone inside.
The moment they appeared, however, they drew everyone's attention. Just as nobody liked the Phantom Agency coming to their door, there were things nobody liked even within the Phantom Agency.
The Investigation Division's inspection squad.
A department within The Void Floor dedicated to internal investigations and interrogations—mad dogs that bit their own people. Anyone targeted by them would lose a layer of skin even if they did not die.
But today, when one mad dog had set its sights on another, everyone could not help feeling a little schadenfreude.
Even amid their busy work, they could not resist sneaking glances.
At the hazy silhouettes behind the blinds.
Inside the office, however, the atmosphere was calm, without the slightest hint of confrontation.
It was as though she had expected this all along. By the time they entered, the computer had already been shut down, and all the work handover manuals had been placed in the center of the desk.
A cleaned coffee cup sat upside down on its coaster.
Ai Qing sat behind her desk, waiting calmly.
"I will now read the internal administrative notice."