"Sure enough, you really can't count on anyone..."
Han Su thought about what Red Trench Coat had said, and wondered what would have happened if Xu Family hadn't helped this time.
Perhaps, under Red Trench Coat and the others' arrangements, he could still have gotten an investigator's license.
But he would also have fallen right into their trap. He could put on one face in public and another in private, but in this circle, who knew whether the so-called "conditions" would bind him in some invisible way the moment he agreed?
And if he refused, could they easily prevent him from getting the license?
The Disaster Management Bureau really was a difficult place to navigate...
Every step was a trap. Zhang Chiguo's initial worries about Han Su joining the Disaster Management Bureau had already begun to come true.
When he returned to his apartment building, Han Su immediately poured a glass of water and set it beside him. He waited for a long while, but nothing unusual happened.
He thought about the anomaly he had glimpsed at the Disaster Management Bureau and that domineering female voice, and wondered:
Miss Ai gave him a harsh dressing-down, and it seemed to have worked. Does that mean I don't have to worry about this monster spying on me for a while?
However, the day when his transformation would be complete was approaching. Perhaps next time, he would have to face it directly.
Of course, there was another important question. Miss Ai had not only approved his report, but also verified and closed the files related to the Ghost Truck. The wreckage had already been sealed away as evidence.
Then can I try summoning the Ghost Truck at some point?
After all, putting aside the thick fog that accompanied the Ghost Truck's appearance, even