"What kind of trash are they recruiting these days?"
In another interrogation room, Strange Bird Investigator sat across from Zhang Chiguo, a cigar between his fingers. His expression had darkened completely, as if being questioned like this by Zhang Chiguo was humiliating.
Only moments ago, when the mission had been confirmed as a failure, he had still maintained a smile and an air of grace in front of Han Su.
But now that he knew Zhang Chiguo had learned everything that had happened, without a single detail concealed, he let his temper show in full.
"What about the death-row inmates?"
"I told you a long time ago—we should have asked Secretary Number 5 to raise Qinggang City's sentencing standards and create more death-row inmates. We could send them all to the Disaster Management Bureau..."
"..."
"We've run out of death-row inmates."
Across from him, Zhang Chiguo's face was also grim as he replied coldly, "In just three years, Qinggang City ran out of death-row inmates. Even harsher sentences weren't enough. If we really want more, we'll have to import them from other cities."
"But the other cities won't give them to us. They don't have enough, either."
"All the field personnel are now recruited through proper channels. Their lives matter, too. And the field personnel in Group D1D2 are all reserve investigators!"
"Hah. Now you want to talk about human lives? When we risked ours fighting the Strange Bird, why did you care only about the results?"
Strange Bird Investigator's expression grew even more sinister. "I've been chasing that door for so long. I finally managed to pinpoint it, only for one field operative's mistake to ruin everything. Who am I supposed to hold responsible?"
"The mission failed, so naturally you're responsible."
Zhang Chiguo stared at him coldly. "I already