"Write the report!"
As soon as Han Su and the other investigator assistants and relevant field personnel returned to the Disaster Management Bureau, they were locked up and made to write reports.
They had to explain every last detail: the events leading up to the incident, how they had resolved the problem, who they had seen when they first entered, who they had seen on the way out, and what exactly had escaped from that door. They even had to follow a specified report format.
Han Su had prepared for this long ago. He'd already outlined what he planned to write and braced himself for the challenge. He interlaced his fingers and stretched his hands outward.
After downing two cups of coffee Secretary Cui Qiao had sent over, he set to work, writing in grand, sweeping strokes.
He'd already planned it all out, so writing the report wasn't difficult. Still, to make his first official report sound convincing, Han Su put in a great deal of effort.
He couldn't write about the power in his right eye and left hand, or the Spell of the Divine Decree. He couldn't mention reading the memories held in the Crystal Skull's will, either.
But even without those details, he had plenty of reasons to explain how he'd resolved this B-class incident!
The guidance and courage bestowed on him by his beloved mentor, the Strange Bird Investigator, surely counted for something.
The Bureau-issued shield on his left hand and the mysterious sword in his right were both powerful weapons, weren't they?
And with his exceptional fighting skills, keen eyes, and sharp judgment, what was so hard about taking down a few infected people and a Mysterious Follower who was already a dead man?
What's more, Doctor had said on the way back that they'd