The old detective froze, then seemed to think of something and turned to stare at his temporary assistant.
And the other man?
A moment ago, his face had been pale and filled with terror. Yet when the old detective looked at him, his face was still pale, but the fear in his expression had vanished without a trace, replaced by a formal smile.
"Detective Ouke, please leave for now."
"There are some matters I need to discuss with Mr. Ethan Hunter alone."
The temporary assistant spoke in an official tone.
There was no reply, nor any further reaction. After a dissatisfied snort, the old detective turned and left the office.
Bang!
The door slammed shut.
The sound of the closing door echoed through the office, like the old detective's roar.
Angry, yet... helpless.
With Qin Ran's keen Perception, he could even hear the old detective, walking away outside the door, punch the wall.
Qin Ran silently shook his head at that.
Those who persisted were bound to suffer.
When everything a person persisted in turned around and attacked them, anyone who did not fall into despair was a warrior in life.
Such people were worthy of admiration.
And they ought to be respected.
Yet most of the time, they would not be understood.
Qin Ran understood that.
But that understanding did not make Qin Ran forget his current identity!
He was now Ethan Hunter, a villain and bastard whose influence was expanding rapidly.
He was no longer 2567, known as Deathbird.
Therefore, when he looked at the temporary assistant, his gaze was utterly unrestrained, incomparably fierce, and brimming with aggression.
"Talk?"
"What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
Qin Ran sneered.
"Since I have appeared here, I naturally have the qualifications to speak with you."
"Please rest assured