At headquarters, Wang Xiaoming looked at the report in his hand and nodded.
"So that's how it is. It seems they already know Hou Ji's identity."
Cao Yanhua blinked in confusion. Hadn't he come to report that the other party truly possessed the ability to help people control ghosts? Why was Professor Wong talking about Hou Ji being exposed instead?
Though he felt the conversation had taken an abrupt turn and he could barely keep up, Cao Yanhua followed Wang Xiaoming's lead.
"Why do you say that?"
"This... let's call it the Dried Corpse Ghost for now. The supernatural effect of this Dried Corpse Ghost is far too limited. It would be fine if a person in charge were using it to actively handle supernatural incidents, but Hou Ji is a chef."
Wang Xiaoming had already set down the documents in his hand and turned to his experimental notes.
"Unless there was no other choice, such a supernatural ability doesn't align with his goal of protecting the chefs under him. It's obvious that the other party knows someone stands behind Hou Ji."
Although the analysis was logical and well-founded, Cao Yanhua still could not see what inevitable causal connection had made Professor Wong so certain.
Forget it. Since Professor Wong said so...
"Then should we have Hou Ji come back?"
Wang Xiaoming raised his head.
"Are you planning to take them down?"
"Huh? There are no such plans at the moment."
"Then why have Hou Ji come back?"
"Well, hasn't Hou Ji already been exposed?"
"So what if he has? What is there to hide? Besides, Hou Ji really is a head chef. He's only cooking for them. An employment contract isn't a deed of sale, and it doesn't stipulate that information can't be disclosed."
Looking at Wang Xiaoming's matter-of-fact