Team Leader Song hung up and asked the surveillance officer beside him, still unwilling to accept it, "You saw clearly, right? He really just disappeared from the room?"
"Yes," the officer replied. "His thermal image vanished in the middle of the room."
Team Leader Song let out a long sigh. "What a shame. If only he could be put to use..."
Dai Wenqian stood behind him and adjusted his glasses. "Does Xu Huo really have a spatial-transfer item?"
"We still haven't received any feedback from the facial-recognition system. He's probably already left Capital City," Team Leader Song said. "He's so brazen, I guess it's because he's become a D-class player."
"Becoming a D-class player in such a short time means he really does have ability," Dai Wenqian said. "But forgive me for being blunt, Team Leader. Xu Huo isn't someone who can work with others. To put it plainly, he trusts no one but himself and sees everyone else as a burden. Even if he joined the Special Defense Department, he wouldn't follow orders."
Team Leader Song understood that perfectly well. Just look at Team Leader Wu—after all that effort, he still hadn't managed to win Xu Huo over.
"I just hate to see such a good item go to waste instead of being used where it belongs."
Dai Wenqian smiled gently. "The items Xu Huo has probably aren't that high-level. He showed off on purpose to demonstrate his strength. All he wants is for both sides to leave each other alone."
"Besides, there are plenty of good items in the game. You don't need to envy him, Team Leader. Once the Special Defense Department has more players, what item won't we be able to get?"
Team Leader Song's expression relaxed. He patted Dai Wenqian on the shoulder. "Wenqian, I