The man in the suit was called out by his companion, leaving only me and the old leader, Chen Yihan, in the room.
The old leader looked at me with a complicated expression. He sighed and said nothing more. Normally, he would never let the conversation fall silent. He would always chat with people about anything and everything, putting them at ease.
Chen Yihan wasn't that gentle a person. Right now, he was cold and absolutely rational.
"Did something go wrong?" Chen Yihan asked me.
I rubbed my temple. "I lost control... This time, people who had nothing to do with it got caught up in it."
As I spoke, I turned to him. "There are files on Greenleaf on the bookshelf at my home. They contain information about a lot of people they've been in contact with. Could you—" I stopped, suddenly remembering that Chen Yihan probably couldn't do anything anymore.
"The scapegoats you mentioned—all of them had been in contact with Greenleaf?" Chen Yihan seemed not to have considered this and pressed me for an answer.
"Yes. There've been four. Some other people who had nothing to do with it were at the scene, so they got burned to death too." I answered.
"We can have them look into that." Chen Yihan nodded.
I looked at Chen Yihan in surprise.
"I can only suggest that they investigate and give them a lead. I can't make the decision myself, but I still have channels of communication." Chen Yihan explained my confusion.
The old leader spoke up too. "Lin Qi, don't become resistant, and don't lose hope. There's always a way. If we put our heads together, we'll find a solution."
I smiled bitterly, neither nodding nor arguing.
After all that back and forth, I realized that Ye Qing's plan—or